Novel & Cerita Regulus Black Books

It eased her conscience enough to allow her body to relax and fall into a much needed sleep. Rex, on the other hand, lay in silent torment as the memories of things that occurred while he was held captive got clearer and clearer. The vision of a buxom woman offering her plump breast for him to suckle and the ecstasy of his tongue fondling her large, hardened nipple as he pulled it deep into his mouth before the aliens stopped them filled his mind. It caused him to remember the almost intolerable drive for sex and relief that he had with every woman who mounted him.

My wolf said ,she hated disrespect. I growled at his words, how dare him insult me, I could feel dark energy surroundings him and if I were to absorb them all then I will make myself weaker, the asshole doesn't deserve light. And if I'm to also snap his neck am sure his alpha wouldn't like that and take that as a threat and start a war which wouldn't be too good for me since I'm getting weaker by each seconds. "I am Alpha Emera Black, Alpha of the Black moon pack and beside me is Beta Christabel and Delta chole and we are here for the annual meeting arrange by the council elders." I said as calmly as I can without snapping his neck in return.

“You little genius.” With the marker found, it wasn’t long before I uncovered the six massive tomes she’d identified. Each one weighed as much as a wolf pup, their leather bindings cracked but stubborn. I hauled them into a corner like some overworked scribe, muttering the entire time. “Silas Blackfang. Alpha of a proud line. Feared in battle. And here he is, stealing bedtime stories from the royal library.” Fenrir snorted. Rip the pages and be done. The longer you sulk, the sooner you’re caught.

“Adrian. I can't do that. I have a life here. The bookstore.” “What else? It’s not like you can’t sell it off and start a new one. Julius is gone. There’s nothing else here for you or Theo."

"Damien didn’t just stumble—he nearly destroyed this pack with his poor decisions. He trusted Alpha Enzo, and we almost lost everything. He allowed a woman like Ava to manipulate him, and she murdered his own father. And now? Now he wants to make Stephanie, his ex-mate who had been living in the city for almost ten years, our luna. Remember the same Damien once said she was not good enough to be Luna and now he thinks he can just change his mind and we would all carry on as if nothing happened. They fell silent at Lucian’s words. The other elders shifted uncomfortably, clearly unsure which side to take. Lucian seized the opportunity to press forward. "I have someone in mind," Lucian said, h

Crown Prince Rogeus took back his sight from the platform as he glanced at the confident light that is now flickering in the depths of Regina’s brown orbs. Princess Regina merely smirked at her brother’s words. What could the participants of the Black Kingdom and Fressia Kingdom stand as? Both of their teams are only accompanied with each one werewolf with special ability, and they are not even overpowered-types of abilities that could tilt the tide of battle with their participation. Crown Prince Rogeus did not pay attention to Princess Regina anymore as he walked back inside the viewing room to discuss with the other four representatives of their kingdom. Soran has been observing the inter

I pushed the door, expecting it to be locked, but it creaked open, revealing a small room lit by a single candle. The air inside was thick, smelling of dust and old paper. Shelves lined the walls, stuffed with books and scrolls, their edges yellowed. A table sat in the center, cluttered with strange objects—a cracked crystal, a dagger with a wolf’s head hilt, a leather-bound book with no title. My fingers brushed the book, and that warmth stirred again, stronger, like a pulse. I opened it, my hands shaking. The pages were filled with handwriting, sharp and slanted, like it was written in a hurry. Words jumped out—Lycan blood, shadow-born, cursed wolf. My heart stopped. I skimmed faster, catc

“I’m here to dismantle a lie that has ruled this empire for generations.” A murmur stirred. I let it build, let them twitch. Let them fear. “I stand here not as Lucien’s wife. Not as a Sinclair. I stand here as a survivor.” Lucien’s jaw tightened. I continued. “Reagan Blackwood founded a legacy built on blood. Not just wealth—but ownership of it. He curated a lineage. Created children in labs. Designed heirs. And when some of those heirs failed to obey, he buried them.” One of the older councilmen stood. “This is slander—”

And then it turned out that he was mated to her. “Alpha,” he was jolted back to reality by a voice he recognized. Estan walked into his view, glancing at the scattered books. “What is it?” Regan grumbled. “The rogues have arrived. It is time for them to be marked. Whenever you're ready Alpha.” Estan said. Regan huffed and nodded. He tried standing straight but his hands knocked down some books from the shelf he was resting on. He gave Estan a knowing look before walking away. Estan sighed as he watched him leave. He glanced at the scattered books and decided to rearrange them. While doing so, he found a book with the title ; PAST AND PRESENT ALPHAS OF MOONBEAM PACK.

logic beneath the sanitization. A voice echoed from the white walls—the same harmonious, terrifying chord from before. "Alpha-Regent Silas Blackwood. You are identified as a Primary Contaminant. Your rejection of the Sovereign unit created the initial entropy. You are a chaotic variable that cannot exist in the Second Phase. Please remain still for decommissioning."