Regulus Black Ao3 Novels & Stories

Regulus could not die now! Regulus could not read Lilian’s thoughts. He said calmly, “Vixen, it sounds to me that you’re very close to Kiran, like you can read his mind.” Lilian ignored his words and asked, “You didn’t send people to Zeigler’s house and the hotel, right?” “Of course, I did!” Regulus said confidently. “If you don’t leave now, you’re going to die.” Lilian stood up and was about to leave.

"I need a Luna who brings strength and wealth to this pack. Not a debt-ridden orphan who cleans up after us." Tears pricked my eyes, hot and stinging, but I bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted iron. *Don't you dare cry,* I told myself. *Do not give him the satisfaction.* Kael straightened his jacket. He took a deep breath, silencing the room. "I, Alpha Kael Blackwood of the Blackwood Pack," he boomed, the Alpha Command rolling off him in waves, "reject you, Elara Vance, as my mate and Luna."

With Vesper gone and the flash drive nowhere to be found, an unknown threat lurks in the shadows. “Have you heard any news from your father?” Velmont asks as he tries to make him understand the situation. Why would the Black Order want something as vile as the Regen Project—, a project that does not align with their values and mission as an organization the Black Order was created to protect humans, especially children and women, against rogue creatures like Vampires and werewolves. The Regen Project needs sacrifices—Live sacrifices. Living, breathing, crying innocent newborns from humans.

No one could resist the absolute pressure of his lineage. Meanwhile, at the edge of the altar, piercing screams and the sound of chaotic scuffling broke out. "God! Alpha Kaden has turned into an Omega in heat!"

I read the contents again, slower this time, and somehow hoping I had simply misread it the first time. "This legal claim, brought forward by Luna Margot on behalf of her dear son, Alpha Kyril Grant–the Alpha and supreme authority over the Grant Pack–asserts that Alpha Kyril is the rightful father of Liam and Luna. Under the Moon Laws governing all werewolf territories, Alpha Kyril and Luna Margot has brought this case forward, claiming that they deserve full custody of the twins. You, Aria Stone, are required to appear before the Supreme Werewolf Council under Grant Pack in two full moons."

“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?”

There was even a mixture of black and red auras wildly leaping around the altar. A group of men in black garments were standing guard around the duo. Each of them emitted mighty auras, and they were all Transcendents. One of the men in black clothes approached a gallant lady and reported the current situation to her, “Miss Regulus, we have blocked all the roads around the premises, so that the masters can fight Wikkan with peace of mind later.” This lady was none other than Celia Regulus, the granddaughter of Silas Regulus, and Six Doors’ Red Phoenix.

FUCK ME, STEP DADDY 2 Lila’s knees sank into the thick rug as she knelt before him, completely naked, her skin flushed from the short walk down the hallway. Her heart thundered so loudly she was sure he could hear it. Marcus towered above her, bare-chested, the low-slung black lounge pants doing nothing to hide the thick ridge of his erection straining against the fabric. His hazel eyes burned into hers, they were dark, possessive, and impatient.

Because my mate made me taste every bit of it for years. And… I’d made Aurora feel the same. “I wasn’t in my right mind, Aurora,” I said, my voice shaking. “I didn’t want to do any of it, I swear. I—” Her eyes blazed. “Right mind? That’s your excuse?” “No—no, that’s not what I—” “Come up with better excuses, Jaxon Blackwood.” She jabbed a finger hard into my chest, her touch electric, searing and I wanted it to last because I knew…she would never let me touch her again. “Because this one sucks.”

Author's POV "Well, that's it." Alpha Darius Rowan said, his eyes moving over the paper in his hands for what must have been the third or fourth time, like he needed to keep reading it to believe it. "Every detail fits. And so, it means that my long lost daughter, the princess of the Moonshade wolf clan, has been seen after all these years."