Revy Black Lagoon Novels & Stories

The strip of black cloth rested in Lucas's hand like a silent warning. No one spoke. The embroidered crest of the Black Fang Pack was unmistakable, but it wasn't the symbol that unsettled Scarlett. It was the dark stain soaking into the fabric. The blood hadn't dried completely. Whoever had worn it hadn't been gone for long. The forest around them suddenly felt different. A few moments earlier it had been nothing more than another stretch of woodland separating them from Moonwater Lake. Now every tree seemed capable of hiding danger, every shadow appeared deeper than before, and every gust of wind sounded like footsteps just beyond their reach.

“You knew it talks?” He shrugged. “I set it up. Thought you’d like a shower that compliments you.” The panel chimed again. “You’re glowing today, Luna. Should I warm the tiles beneath your feet?” I gave it a glare. “Now you’re just showing off.” Maverick walked in and tapped another button. The shower dimmed into golden steam and the ambiance shifted to ocean breeze. “There. Romantic wave mode.” “Of course you’d choose romantic wave.” “You inspire it.”

“I don’t cry.” “You don’t do a lot of things.” Lena cleared her throat from the window post. I hadn't realized she was in the room all along. she stepped forward with arms full of herbs and bandages. Her presence was accompanied by a sharp scent of mint and oud, mingled with something raw and earthy. “Our Luna is awake,” she said softly, though her eyes were all business, scanning me with the precision of someone trained to see pain before it’s spoken. “She hit her head,” Rael said, rising. “She was out cold when I found her.”

" I coughed slightly and she instantly turned around making me gasp. Damn! Her eyes like that of an ocean accompanied with her platinum blonde hair and skin. If not for the fact that I've encountered the moon goddess once, I would have concluded that this is the moon goddess. For the very first time, I felt like my heart was melting. I'm beautiful yes I know, but she, she's more than beautiful. Lilly of the valley I guess. Her white floral gown spread back as the cool breeze hit her skin. "You're gorgeous." I stated truthfully and watched as a smile escaped her lips and exposed her dimples. "Thank you Alpha Laura." Her angelic vice resounded in the room. Oh wow, she knows my name. "You are?"

While we were in that situation, a warrior suddenly approached us. "Alpha Viktor, there is an emergency! The Blue Lagoon Pack is currently being taken down by Lycan Gregory!"

"Cynthia. Don’t make me repeat myself." His Alpha dominance slammed into the room, heavy and suffocating. Cynthia stumbled back, trembling. She bit her lip, turning to leave, but I saw the look in her eyes—the desperate, calculating glint of a woman who knew she still had one ally left: the former Luna. In my hospital bed, I watched the high-definition surveillance footage my Rogue team had just uploaded. The photos from the South Coast were damning—every touch, every kiss, every moment of their "secret" getaway captured in agonizing detail. This was more than enough for the Elder Council. I wasn't just going to sever the Bond; I was going to strip him of half his hunting grounds and leave h

Even she has to do something like this. There she was, sitting at the huge, shining black instrument that looked like the sky on a cool summer night, coaxing impossibly smoothly and amazing melodies from it. She seemed lost as her fingers flew over the keys swallows darting in a pond for fish. It was a grand structure moulded to the centre-left of the stage, all shiny pitch black until the pianist lifts the fall. And then the row of pure ivory keys march into view. They shimmer in the sparkling stage light as if they are the moon on a starry night; bright, beautiful and breathtaking.

Sophia's school friends and classmates sat back in the classroom and silently watched others go out for lunch. Molly sighed for the upteenth time under thrity seconds. Vicky and Eve glanced at her sadly. "I think I'm going to go crazy! I can't believe this is how our team Qs is going to end. It's almost six months since we last saw Pretty Goddess" Eve murmured.

Suddenly, it became windy. A dark form climbed out of the trees at the far end of the opening, and as it appeared, its silhouette fell into shade. Giant, its appearance was one of the forces of nature. The distinct sound of claws crisscrossing stone rang through the clearing as the thing moved, its glowing eyes fixed on us. My breath caught as I realized the monster before me was a huge lycan, bigger than any I had ever seen, its fur as black as midnight. This was no ordinary wolf, and the power that pulsed from it was unlike anything I had ever met.

Blake finally gave in to his curiosity. Levi padded across the kitchen to the fridge and poured three glasses of milk. He silently brought them all to the table, balancing them with care. The last thing Agnar wanted was milk. His stomach roiled, but he drained the glass anyway. Blake ignored the milk until he was done, then he picked up the glass and took a long drag. Levi drained half of his and didn’t bother to wipe the milk mustache away. He pulled out one of the wooden chairs and sat across the square table, studying Agnar and his brother with undisguised interest, waiting for what was sure to be a good story.