Regulus Black Birthday Novels & Stories

asked Regulus dully staring back at her " Did I praise you or what ?" " Brother , you know " " know what ?" " You are really cute ! " giggled Chelsea as she rose up from the snow covered ground " Cute- hah? Are you pulling my leg. ? No , did you just call me ugly ?" sputtered Regulus enraged " When did I call you ugly?" " you called that ugly snowman cute and now you are calling me cute , doesn't it mean that you are saying that I'm ugly " reasoned Regulus with his perfectly unreasonable explanation

I took a deep breath before stepping into the room. I stood in front of her for what felt like eternity before she finally looked at me. I held my breath under her piercing gaze as I awaited my punishment only for a smile to appear on her cheeks which I found creepy. “Tomorrow is Cara’s birthday and coming of age ceremony so I am sure you are very much aware of how important this is” “Yes Luna” I bowed respectfully and quietly waited for her to continue “Alphas from different packs would be at attendance and even the alpha king. I want to see everywhere sparkling clean and nothing must go wrong or else even your life wouldn’t be enough to pay for it” Regina expression change from the creepy

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.

"I'll think of something. They all should just wait. Damn shits, they're learning how to fight back now huh. We'll just show them that they shouldn't dare mess with us!" Reggie's face suddenly brighten up and put on an ominous smile. Kath's birthday is near. What will sort of thing will happen then? Will this occassion be a joyous one with all of them be just enjoying or will they see something interesting and make the birthday even more exciting.

I was observing everything in the room when my eyes landed on the paper on the floor. I recognized that page and quickly left the bed to grab it. Maybe it fell from Cade’s Jacket. I didn’t waste a single time reading the last page which I wanted to read badly. . ‘...And the soon-to-be ruler of the is Cade Black, also known as the Master of the Dark Spirits.’ Cade Black was born on 27th May 1952 but then the king experimented on him, using all the powers which the King had snatched from the powerful creatures of that time.

"Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…" Suddenly black smoke emits from the words, a figure emanating from the black smoke. "I'm finally free, free from the clutches of the chronicles. It's time to claim the world once and for all and create a New Dawn under my rule." The voice chuckled. "What's happening?" I shuddered, the sinister aura cloaking the smoke. "The King of the Vampire has arrived."

"She's a descendant of Hecate but so are hundreds and thousands others. So why do her and Postestas' mate and that Mirus boy and the girl from 1700s all have powers and the rest don't?" "Wait...I think I've spotted something," I said flicking through the pages. "Milly's birthday is April 17th, Donatia's was April 16th, Mirus's was April 18th, Elizabeth's is April 14th. There's a connection. There has to be." "All three of those are in the Aries constellation," Max said. "Does that mean anything to you?" "Aries...aries...aries," I said trying to remember what I had read about that constellation.

I bent over to his height and pecked his cheeks. He chuckled. “Happy birthday, Mommy. Look, Uncle Lucien brought you a cake.” Eleazar pointed at the handsome man who was approaching us. “Happy birthday, Meg.” Lucien, who happened to be my childhood friend, the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack, and a strong rival of the Crescent Moon Pack, walked in with a birthday cake. “Thank you, Lucien. You know you really don’t have to.” I reluctantly took the cake from him. Lucien held my hands, staring passionately at me. “I will always celebrate your birthday, Meg.”

"Don't worry baby, I'd never make you do anything you don't want to." She wiggled back against me, clutching my arms. "We'll see how I feel later this week. It's already feeling a little better." "Hey, my birthday's in September," Greg announced. Traci giggled and turned in his arms hugging him. "You need to work things out at home, bub. When that's all settled, then we'll see what we can do about a birthday present. Maybe." "November 12th," Beth said softly.

The last thing he, or BLACKEAGLE, needs is for the news media to catch evidence that not only has our leader come back from the dead but also begin slaughtering his enemies indiscriminately on the street in a bath of blood. Reggie isn’t just Hunter’s best friend, he’s his second. Sometimes my love also plays the roll of double, keeping enemies confused. They are close in size and build, and from a distance with their gear on, you can’t tell them apart. He’s also Grant Group’s lead PR person and the only person other than family who can talk Hunter down from his murderous berserker rage. Reginald Carter is Hunter Grant’s fixer, the glue that keeps things together, including our boss.