Regulus Black X Reader Novels & Stories

“They have no remorse. The Majesties. Even His Majesty. He knew about the torture too. He brought you to the castle and left you for dead. Left your family to rot… Your mother deserved justice. Your brother is in jail… your father in a coma. I… I can’t even imagine the pain you are going through.” I sniffed quietly at Prince Xerox’s words and slowly turned to face him. I knew he was Kade King’s rival, and maybe he was doing this to get me on his side, to use me in his fight against the throne. Whatever the reason… I didn’t care. What he’d shown me was real. Undeniable. And it changed everything. I took a step closer to him, a sudden urgency clawing inside me. “Do you know anything about an a

The garment shimmered under the light, accentuating her beauty. "My goodness," my subconscious whispered, awestruck. "Whatever she wears is absolutely gorgeous for her." Alex's fascination remained unbroken, his eyes locked on Christiana. "Alex, Alex..." I tapped him loudly, breaking the spell. He turned to me, inquiring, "Who's that girl?" I hesitated, uncertain how much to reveal. "She's Christiana, Natalie's cousin," I replied. Alex's eyebrows arched, intrigued. "Natalie's cousin?" he repeated, his gaze drifting back to Christiana.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

"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."

He drew his sword, the gold-and-sapphire light blinding the onlookers. "I, SILAS BLACKWOOD, ALPHA-REGENT OF THE NORTH, PLEDGE THE SOVEREIGNTY OF THE SHADOW CLAWS! IF WE SURVIVE THIS NIGHT, THE BLACKWOOD PACK IS DISSOVED! IN ITS PLACE, A NEW EMPIRE WILL RISE—ONE WHERE THE SHADOW AND THE LIGHT ARE EQUAL! I GIVE YOU THE SOUTH MINES, THE SILVER PEAKS, AND EVERY ACRE OF LAND YOU HAVE RECLAIMED FROM THE DARK!"

"Yes he has, Ibekwe. Be strong and have faith." James shuffled towards the door. "James!" "Yes, Ibekwe." "What will you call your new book?" "I thought of a simple but strong name. I will call it: Shading Black: The trilogy of an African village. The name fits it." "James!" Ibekwe called again. "Yes, Ibekwe." "The name of your book is perfect. Thank you for everything." James kept quiet. He raised his hands and wiped the tears in his eyes. "Goodbye, Ibekwe," he said.

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.

It couldn’t be… With a deep breath, she turned. Xavier Regulus stood before her. In the middle of her family’s crowded living room, he towered over other men in every way, even more darkly handsome than she remembered. But it wasn’t just his chiseled jawline or his expensive Italian suit that made him stand out. It wasn’t just his height or the strength of his broad shoulders. It was the ruthless intensity of his black eyes. A tremble went through her. ‘Xavier…?’ she whispered. His sensual lips curved. ‘Hello, Sylvia.’

She looked around and activated the mic, “All clear.” “Two agents are on their way,” she heard the boss say. Vicky cleared her throat and opened the door to be welcomed by the sound of the medical devices connected to the patient’s body. She pressed her lips when she saw Black Tiger lying on the bed. His naked torso was covered with scars and bruises. Bandages were around his chest, where he was shot. Vicky felt sad even though she and the mysterious agent have never shared a conversation. Black Tiger is someone calm, almost invisible, but his presence is very strong among them. He doesn’t need words to prove to the agents that he’s the best of all of them.

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.