Novel & Cerita No Blacks Allowed

“ Ok, so what’d you like to talk to me about? “ I said annoyed after moments of silence. “ Would your pack like to come in and be peaceful or would you like to leave, “ he said seriously. “ What do you mean? This is our territory! “ I fumed “ I don’t want to be like our parents. I would like to propose a new way of handling our little, “ he paused to think, “ disagreement, “ “ You call the werewolves serving your mother’s head on a platter a disagreement? “ one of the bloodsuckers said. Suddenly, Ethan’s eyes went dark. I can’t explain it. It’s like the light reflecting from his eyes had gone. His veins popped out of his pale skin. Ethan grabbed the vamp’s throat. It was more of a threat tha

Until then you are not allowed any contact with your family. All Tierra's mother got from her daughter was the $100 she would earn every week and a letter to let her mother know she's okay. Thankfully Tierra made friends with one of the soldiers and she would ask him to go check on her mother. Dan was his name. He was a nice guy, hated the king like every other person in this country. Nobody knows what made the king so angry. After his wife died he became cruel and changed all the laws in the country. Black people had no rights. If you were black, you knew what your future job was. A slave.

Yet the forbidden thrill only made me wetter. Derick kicked the door open and tossed me onto the massive king-sized bed. The silk sheets felt cool and luxurious against my heated skin. He stood at the foot of the bed, slowly unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, revealing a powerful, sculpted chest and defined abs. His cock was already hardening again. “Take off the uniform. Slowly.” I obeyed, peeling the black and white fabric over my head and tossing it aside. I was completely naked now, nipples tight, pussy throbbing and dripping onto the sheets where Alora slept every night.

"But let's make one thing clear. No calls unless it's an SOS. That's Rule Number One." Amy was taken aback when Zion spoke again, “Rule number two!!”

'' Natasha slurred. Ew. I immediately felt disgusted. ''This is not the right time Natasha..'' I said pushing her away. The moment I dreaded had come, leaving Sky. My fingers slowly grazed the car door praying for Sky to call out for me to wait, not to go anymore and I swear to God, I would have stayed by her side. Fuck the council, fuck the rogues, fuck being Alpha, all that would have fallen down the drain if she had only shouted ''Wait!''

Author's point of view... After her Dad left, Izzy got back to Lissa and asked everything that she wanted to know. Though frustrated, Lissa didn't keep anything from Izzy and told her about the rules of the Black Panthers gang. The Black Panthers were known for their cruelty and their leader is called the Yama himself. They also call him the Devil. Many dangerous and scary names are given to one man. Was he even a human? Not only because of his cruelty but because no one had ever seen his face. It is said that he is so scary, an old demon who eats human hearts and drinks human blood.

Why the fuck had I done that? But that was in the past now. Today, I sat cross-legged on the soft rug at the children’s center, with a boom spread open across my thigh. There were about a dozen little faces blinking up at me in carrying stages of attention. Some were very eager to start, some were distracted by what or who was around them, and look at that, one of them was already nodding off with a thumb half in his mouth. There was one thing I liked about the Blackthorn pack, and it was how children from the Beta, the Gamma, those without ranks, and even the omegas were allowed to live together without any sort of discrimination.

“It was built over a century ago to serve as the neutral meeting ground for the founding families. No weapons are allowed inside, but that doesn’t mean anyone is safe.” “No weapons?” I echoed, raising an eyebrow. “In a room full of people who want to ruin us?” “Words are sharper than blades at Blackwood,” he said, a small, dark smile touching his lips. “They use legal contracts, historical claims, and bloodline debts to strip people of their power. They don’t need guns when they can ruin you with a single signature.”

’ Vuk pressed, tone clipped. “You want to discuss that here?” ‘Yes. Either that or you’re going to show her how hard she makes you.’ I glanced down at the problem pressing against my zipper. “There’s no response from the Arabs,” I muttered under my breath, dragging my mind somewhere else. “And no black wolf sightings.” Black Wolves were extinct for a reason. They were fucking brutal—beasts bred from the demon wolf line. Whoever wanted one either planned to use them as mercenaries or to bleed them dry for their power.

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.