Regulus Black Fanfiction 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.

He glanced around the office like I was hiding her somewhere and didn't want to reveal her yet. I let out a deep sigh. “I rejected her immediately.” At that, his brows went up and he leaned on the desk. “For what reason?” I met his gaze. “She’s everything I loathe, Eminence. A human.” Anger surged through me at the reminder. He nodded, biting his inner cheeks. “I see. So what’s the plan now? You need to have a Luna Queen by the end of the first Blue Moon, Castiel.” Shock flickered across my face at his non-judgemental reaction.

Rodney said, fixing him a cold stare. Lucien finally looked at Rodney. “Still a possessive beast, I see.” “She’s my luna.” Lucien’s eyes returned to me slowly. “Pleasure to meet you, miss carter.” “Hello alpha Lucien,” I said. “No fear. You’re indeed the fireheart.” “I’ve heard many things about Crescent Pack recently,” Lucien continued while climbing the stairs slowly. “But none were as interesting as rumors of a Fireheart awakening.” Rodney’s hand brushed briefly against my lower back. Lucien seemed slightly annoyed when after seeing the gesture.

I was nothing but a tool to break a curse? He got up to his feet, "I, Adrian Grey, the Lycan King reject you lowly and poor barren breeder, Lupe Raymond as my mate." He spat on the ground as he stormed off. "The moon goddess and I have issues to contend with." I paused on the ground with tears running down my eyes, maybe I was indeed cursed.

“But I have never seen a Luna treated like that by her own husband.” “Yes, I saw it myself,” an older Luna interjected coldly. “The way Darius spoke harshly to her. The way he let her be humiliated in public. I actually felt sorry for her.” “If that’s the case,” another murmured, “then who is truly disgracing the Blackthorn clan tonight?” The whispers grew hotter. Yes, the Alphas and Lunas were now openly discussing Reagan and Darius—both members of the Blackthorn clan. “But why would Alpha Valerius carry a Luna whom her own husband doesn’t even acknowledge?”

The girl ate like she was starving—which she clearly was—barely pausing to breathe. "Slow down," Nyx said gently. "You'll make yourself sick." She ignored the advice, scraping the bowl clean and looking hopefully for more. I sighed and nodded to Nyx, who refilled it. While she ate, I studied her. Young, yes. But there was something in the way she moved. The way her eyes constantly scanned for threats. Fighter's instincts. "What's your name?" "Sera." She swallowed. "Sera Blackwood." "Blackwood pack is three territories north. Long way from home."

I used to see the world in his eyes but right now v all I see is every hurt being together has caused us both. “Get up,” I shake my head. “People are staring.” “I don't care, let them. I just need one more chance, Thalia, I promise I will make everything right, I can't give you back the years I took but I can give you blissful ones? I can spend my whole life trying to be a better man for you and our children.” “Do it for them,” I nod. “For you. That way you can't go through regression when someone else comes along and poisons your mind against me.”

And then I saw him. Skyler stood by the bar, a beer in hand, laughing at something Ronan said. He wore all black—black jeans, black t-shirt stretched across his broad chest, black leather jacket slung over one shoulder. His dark hair was slightly mussed, like he'd been running his hands through it. He was perfect. He was everything. My wolf surged forward with sudden, overwhelming force. *MATE.* The word exploded through my consciousness like a bomb. I gasped, stumbling, catching myself on a nearby table. The world tilted, colors too bright, sounds too loud, and through it all, a golden thread unfurling from my chest and stretching across the room toward him.

How she’d melt under my caress and respond with unrestrained eagerness. But now, all that was gone. My wolf stirred, angry and restless at the thought. After several glasses of whiskey, I grew red with rage. “She ignores me,” I rasped in a hoarse voice. Kelvin smirked as he leaned against the bar. “Can you blame her? You’ve given her plenty of reasons to.” My eyes darkened, the depth of my anguish hidden behind my steely gaze. “I regret it,” I said in a tone barely above a whisper.

Across the forum, comments flooded the screen with blessings. "Heather." Silas' voice was gentle and devout. "Forget the Luna position that blind fool wouldn't give you. I'll make you Luna Queen. What he was too blind to appreciate? I'll be the one to protect it." Heather smiled and leaned down to kiss Silas' lips. Bonfires blazed to life, and a shooting star streaked across the horizon. Claude's eyes reddened. "That blind fool…" he murmured to himself. Finally, his tears broke free, dripping onto the back of his hand.