Regulus Black Full Name Novels & Stories

I didn't die, so I need to stop blubbering like a ninny and start paying attention to the most amazing thing to happen to me ever. "Greetings, Penny. My name is Reg'iantros Vel Veratu, but you may call me Reg," he said with a brilliantly white smile. She was relieved to see his shiny choppers didn't include razor-sharp points or extended canines. Fingers crossed, this means he didn't snatch me for dinner.

Before we could fully process the enormity (pun intended) of what we just saw, Julius was standing before us in wolf form. His wolf’s fur was the colour of obsidian, a deep black that seemed to shine as if it was part silk, making him one huge black mass that was terrifying in the night but the thing of nightmares in the day. His copper eyes were alight with excitement, his jaws slightly open, revealing rows of his sharp teeth as a low, playful growl rumbled in his chest. I could sense that Celeste and his wolf were introducing themselves, sizing each other up as they both anticipated the fight.

"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."

"The instructor called him Jumia, and from what people were saying yesterday, the woman you confronted also has a son named Jumia." My heart sank, and my eyes widened. There was only one way to find out if it was true...

"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!"

Regulus wasn't a fan of Rogue but as the leader of the squadron of the team of holy knight that was up for guarding duty today , he needed to step up and recount about what have happened . Silence stretched upon them but something was tingling in it as Chelsea's nerves were jangling witg each passing minutes . She could hardly breath and by the time Regulus have finished telling Rogue what had went down . Rogue's face expression had turn from calm to bad and from bad to worst , his expression was so dangerous that even the Emperor was looking at him in alarm .

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.

"Come back with me. I'll give you everything. The entire pack, or the highest position. "From now on, I'll stay by your side and the pup's. I won't let you suffer again." He lowered himself completely, more humble than he'd ever been. This was the first time the Alpha had ever begged anyone. But Leah simply watched him quietly, her gaze so calm it made his heart race with panic. After a long silence, she finally spoke slowly. "Regulus, you don't need to do this." She called him by his real name for the first time.

I could see pride shine in his eyes as he glanced at me briefly. A throat cleared, “And I am sure that you know that he is Castiel Vexthorn, The Alpha King.” That name… I heard it this morning… As if on cue, I whirled around and went stiff. He… he was the Alpha King… He… Immediately, I was acutely aware of him. My mate. Or rather ex-mate. As if he could feel my gaze on him, his eyes flicked to me and they widened for a brief moment before he slipped on a mask of boredom and indifference.

she wondered, it had popped up in the info dump she received and the voice in the dark place had said it to her right before she first woke up here. "Regis, is an old word for king, or something. It's also connected to my phantom crest," The crest hissed at her and information found itself in her subconscious. "There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network."