Regulus Arcturus Black Novels & Stories

"I've always been curious about who chose that name. Why Black Queen?" Picking up the knife on the table, I twirl it around in my hand "Because my heart is as black as coal. Have you seen the American show that goes by 'Once Upon a Time?' the evil queen who coincidentally goes by Regina too has a black heart. The difference between us is that I'm not trying to be good. I won't hesitate to stick this knife in your throat and watch as you take your last breath" "Why does that turn me on?"

“It can’t be. That blood lion is called Ragnar. Although not a rare talent, it’s a genius, after all. With a level at the peak of eight stars and strength at the early stage of nine stars, I don’t think Regus can kill it.” “That's right, and the man in black doesn't seem that simple either. I don’t think Regus will make a move.” Various comments could be heard, and Philip hovered in the air while looking at the few people below with great interest. However, he deliberately controlled his aura so that his exposed strength was only the early stage of eight stars. Regus said blandly, “You disrupted my meal with a friend. How do you think we should settle this?”

“That scum Registus... We risked our lives to defend the country for him, but this is how he’s treating the Lycantroops. Damn him!” “If it weren’t for the Lycantroops shedding our blood on the battlefield, how could Registus continue to sit comfortably on his throne?” “Registus is cruel and unscrupulous. He doesn’t deserve to be the emperor.” “Black Wolf, give the orders. We’ll listen to you.” “Black Wolf...”

Craig fixed his outfit as he entered the office. “I apologize, Alpha, I was trying to give Artemis a bath and she ran off” He said with a frown. I chuckled because Artemis seemed to hate the water just as much as I do. She turned her little face up to look at me and made puppy dog eyes at me with a little lip pout. Her eyes were two different colors. Her left eye reminded me of Wyatt being a dark blue sapphire color with little golden flecks throughout it and her right eye being a pure molten gold color with dark blue sapphire flecks throughout it. She looked like Claris, but with Wyatt’s hair and nose, but I could easily imagine her looking like me. I stared into her eyes and smiled again.

His brother can make this a blood-tainted encounter anytime, but he sure wouldn't want to anger a kingdom. Regulus returned to his seat with his werewolf speed and calmly sipped from his glass. "Care for some wine, dear brother?" "Shut up." He chuckled. Clyde also returned to his seat and ripped a small part of his tunic in order to control his breathing and loosen up. The action exposed his hairy chest. "Where're your loyal subordinates? Enya? Freid?" Regulus was pertaining to the surviving group of lower-class dragons from the massacre that has devoted their lives to the Prince.

"Yes he has, Ibekwe. Be strong and have faith." James shuffled towards the door. "James!" "Yes, Ibekwe." "What will you call your new book?" "I thought of a simple but strong name. I will call it: Shading Black: The trilogy of an African village. The name fits it." "James!" Ibekwe called again. "Yes, Ibekwe." "The name of your book is perfect. Thank you for everything." James kept quiet. He raised his hands and wiped the tears in his eyes. "Goodbye, Ibekwe," he said.

Arius snapped his blood red eyes open and shot Lucius his most threatening glare. This was going to be it. He had to put everything he had into one massive release of pure black magic. That was the only way he'd be able to truly get rid of Lucius. He had to destroy the angel once and for all. After all, the deal had been "no retreating." Lucius couldn't run away this time. He had said it himself. One of them was going to die today.

Only it seemed that Hunter wasn’t. His jaw clenched. A vein throbbed at his temple. His eyes widened. From those wide eyes tears of blood started to spill, dripping eerily down his ashen cheeks. He began to howl loudly, the sound closer to a scream, and he clutched at his head with both hands. His wolf was emerging. Reg appeared in front of everyone. Just seeing him made me want to cower before him. He was the biggest wolf I’d ever seen, jet black with piercing blue eyes. Muscles rippled across his shoulders, legs, and back. I shivered.

Regal took the two things and then bit his thumb but before drawing an array he looked at Levy and said, “ If you dare to tell anyone that I am a dark mage, I will do much worse things to you than just tightening your dress.” “ Good reminder. You know what Logan, I think he can do a few weeks without his credit card,” Levy turned to Logan and stated while Regal glared at her. Logan blinked his eyes and then turned his attention to his brother who was staring at the two of them hatefully and nodded, “ You are right about that, Levy.” “ Haha, very funny when it comes to my protection right?” Regal sneered before drawing the array and looking down at the stone table. “ Name.”

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A