Pollux Black Novels & Stories

Pollux is right behind them, and he and I make eye contact over Connor’s shoulder before I look away. They approach the bar, and Paola immediately starts flirting with them while Pollux walks on toward me. “A beer, please,” he says to me. “Coming right up,” I reply. I serve him a glass, and he sits on a stool while sipping it and looking at me long enough to make me uncomfortable. He says, “So, you’re now officially a part of the club?” “I am,” I say while taking the freshly washed glasses from Francesca, who’s right behind me. I start drying them while I speak. “I’m excited.”

“For all we know, his Luna died of heartbreak from all the philandering he’s done… or god forbid some disease.” “Well, what can I do?” I replied tearfully. “Actually, that’s part of why I dropped by,” Lucy said as she fumbled through her purse before pulling out an envelope and handing it to me. “I might have an alternate solution.” “What’s this?” I ask as I flip it over and see the royal Wax seal on the back. “Is this…” “Yep! It’s from the royal city,” Lucy asserted with a nod. “Well come on now, open it!”

Then black. Nothing.

Alex asked, poking a metal fork at one. "A- yes ma'am." Alex scrunched her nose in disgust. She knew it. "What's this then?" She tipped the glass of pink stuff towards him. "That's rooart. It's made from fermented moss." "It's not too bad," she said, taking a generous sip. Weylin looked away. "How old are you?" she asked in between roars of excitement from the crowd. "Seventeen cycles, ma'am." "Call me Alex, not ma'am. It makes me feel old."

And I'm going to make you regret ever meeting me in the first place. This will be all for now. If you're wise, you'll tell that PI of yours to stop investigating. He won't find shit on me. I made sure of that. And before you even decide to talk to Russell, he doesn't know me and he hasn't even seen me before. (evil laughter) So tell Liam to back the fuck off or I'll do something you won't ever see coming. Take care, my darling Mr. Black. Our baby needs you to be healthy and capable. Okay? BTW, have fun at your brother's wedding. You'll need all the strength to go through his wedding without trying to rip your own hair out.

Stone greeted and the girl who sat on Stone's lap got up and swung her ass towards Jason. "So you are the famous Black Moon. I've heard a lot about you, but despite that, I want to hear from you" she sucked her lower lip and brought it out gently all wet, the girl had a small black butterfly mask, her eyes were painted black and her lips too. She wore black leather gloves which stopped right at her elbow, and her bra and panties made of net were all black. Everything she had on was black, including her heeled boots. "Stone, get to the deal " his voice echoed in the room. From Stone, Jason averted his gaze to the flirty lady

(Dark Magic Infinity) It was the strongest magic chant. "Oh, so you are using Infinity magic?" He could hear Viola's whisper illuminating through his ears. Now his teasing him? "חור שחור"(Black Hole) Alkhun had gathered up a large quantity of his mana in his right arm. Creating a large porthole, absorbing anything in its way. It is The Dark Magic Infinity's Black Hole. [What are we seeing right now?] The black hole started to build up, getting larger and larger. Swallowing everything in its way.

Yman's body was enveloped by black mana as he was slowly pushing his body to get up. The Noble Rat wondered if this person just playing dead a moment ago. Never did the Noble Rat expected for this human to hide such a card up his sleeves. He was dying just a moment ago, but now, his body had something weird on it. The current Yman has ears the same as the Noble Rat but it colored like black smoke. His hands have black long nails but the sizes and forms were the same as that of the Noble Rat and his eyes had turned red, but in this state, his vision was unhindered in this dark surroundings. He even has a black tail grown on its back the same as the Noble rat.

A female police officer shouted: “Could it be that he is Albert, the famous criminal psychologist detective who has solved many difficult cases. I still have his book The Punisher here. The book is about the tough murders he has solved, including his analysis of the psychology of criminals in detail. I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome." Albert entered the room, meeting his eyes was a very strange atmosphere. In the dim light of the white room, a middle-aged man was lying at the far end of the room; in the center of his chest were numerous stab wounds. He lay in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open, and inside those eyes were fear and despair. The most striking thing is still