Regulus Black Books 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?"

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.

This room held everything the Council ever feared might be used against them. I lit the first lantern. Then the second. And the third. The light filled the room like quiet fire. I moved to the far wall and ran my hand across the stone. Whispered an old command. A hidden panel slid open. Behind it? A black book wrapped in chains. The Blood Registry. The real one. Not the copy the Council approved. This one had every bloodline. Every connection. Every buried truth. I set it on the table and broke the seal. Raymond’s name wasn’t in it.

In the center of the circle burned a brazier filled with black flame. “Cultists,” Zevran muttered. Kaelira nodded slowly. “The Order of the Eclipse. I thought they were gone.” “Apparently they didn’t get the message.” Before they could move, one of the figures turned toward them. Beneath the hood, the eyes glowed red—Moonlight twisted wrong. “Children of the Black Moon,” the voice hissed. “You sealed what was ours.” Zevran drew his blade. “Not sealed enough, apparently.”

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.

Pink books are indeed synonymous with adult books; they deliberately give books such colors so that they look striking, and of course many women like bright colors. That's what makes adult books pink, and Regina forgot about it because she had only heard a glimpse of it from her past life. The young woman was even curious about the next page, but a man's voice rang in her ear, making Regina close the book immediately. "Sorry to keep you waiting so long," said the deputy, who had entered when Regina's bedroom door was wide open. Regina wiped the cold sweat from her face, she was so afraid her father would catch her reading adult material.

"I already have a lot going on. Don't make me go razz. What exactly is a King-maker? And why does it matter right now? And why is Debbie the King-maker? or whatever shit you call it." Rex took a slow breath. "Calm down, Rain. I'll explain." "Okay." "The truth is… Black, the son of the Grand Alpha, was born without a wolf." I nearly jumped off the couch. "What?" "He was born without a wolf," Rex repeated. "No animal inside. No Alpha power. He's empty, hollow." River let out a roar of laughter that sounded more like a bark. "That bastard doesn't even have a wolf? And I didn't beat him to a bloody pulp all this time? I could have crushed his skull!"

"Sure, Claude's gotten tired of her, but she's healthy and good for breeding. You can have her for five carts of supplies, and I won't go any lower than that." Listening to them haggle, I stared in disbelief at this so-called father of mine. "You're selling me to Blackwater pack for five carts of supplies?" The Blackwater pack was notorious for its brutality. Their Alpha, Colbin Bloodworth, was rumored to be a sadist, and he had tortured more than ten she-wolves to death. "What do you mean 'selling?'" Linda cut in shrilly. "Alpha Colbin might be old, but his territory's vast. Being with him means living the good life, and it'll score Jax some bargaining chips."

Olivia stepped further inside, breathing in the familiar scent of old books and polished wood. She moved along the rows of shelves, her fingers lightly trailing over the spines of various volumes until she found what she was looking for—a large, worn book bound in leather, its cover bearing the emblem of the Blackwood family. The title read, The Lineage of the Blackwood Alphas. With a deep breath, she carefully pulled the book from the shelf and carried it to a nearby table. Settling into a chair, she opened it gently, the pages brittle with age.

Registus did not expect this. Andrius hit the jackpot. He actually found a clue regarding the Flame Emperor. “Sure!” Registus agreed excitedly. “Wait for me here. I have a collection of classical texts in my private collection. We should be able to understand what the characters describe by cross-referencing them.” Then, Registus walked away. A few minutes later, he returned holding a thick, yellowed scroll. “I haven’t opened this book much before, but it contains rich and detailed texts. It should be useful for reference,” Registus explained briefly and began to cross-reference the small characters on the stone with the texts.