Regulus Black X Reader Novels & Stories

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.

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.

She pressed them flat against the mattress and breathed slowly. Through the wall Victoria’s voice rose one final time, high and breathless and completely satisfied, and something answered it from deep inside Leslie’s chest. Not pain. Not sadness. Something hotter than both. Something territorial and furious that rolled through her sternum like thunder, like a growl she swallowed before it could reach her throat, like an instinct she had never known she possessed. She had no name for it. She had never felt anything like it before in her life.

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.

I slowly sat down on the ground even though it was hard. The black wolf attacked Reginald, he move backward to avoid the attacked, they’re running from the distance and for an instance Reginald attacked the black wolf using his talons from his paws. Uncounted attacked that he made and he bite the enemy to the neck. Wanted to get rid of the black wolf from him but Reginald was stronger he didn't give the enemy a chance to retaliate until the black wolf gradually lost consciousness and the black wolf bathing on his own blood to the ground. It looks like his head will be detached to his neck.

Rey's fingers traced the spines until they settled upon a tome titled "The Chronicles of Shadows: Unveiling the Secrets of Lycanthropy and Dark Arts." With utmost care, Rey and Lucius carried the book to a nearby table, their eyes filled with anticipation as they opened its pages. The text revealed the history and nature of Lycans, detailing their origins, abilities, and the curse that afflicted them. As they read, their knowledge expanded, shedding light on the connection between Lycans and the corruption plaguing their realm. They discovered that the Black Beast was a dark entity that thrived on chaos, capable of twisting the minds of Lycans and corrupting their instincts.