Revy Rock Black Lagoon Novels & Stories

I said before sighing and looking at them. "You say there are more than fifty, right? Let's take an average of 65. Will you be able to fight fifteen at least? The man in the blue shirt is most probably 80% healed. He could take down 2-3 rogues too, right? The one in the black, blue hat, blonde hair, and the tattoo one, you all will be able to take at least two rogues if not many, right?" I asked, and all of them looked at me before nodding.

Gregory offers me a bowl with some reddish liquid in it, after mouthing a few words in a foreign language, he begins to speak, “Do you Abigail accept this position into the Outlaw pack? To abide by the laws of the pack and accomplish your duty as Luna?” “Yes, I accept,” the crowd cheered at my response, and a half smile formed on the face of my mate. He was proud. A knife was brought forth and Gregory requested we stretch our palms out, I hissed in pain when it cut through and exuded blood. He did the same with Xander before uniting our dent palms together, immediately I felt a rush inside my body. “The first stage has been finalized, now we move unto the next and most important of them all:

This life's go no escape, Go hard until I can't see straight, Sunlight burn in' my eyes, How the fuck am I still alive? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa)

“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.”

Then she withdrew something else. A small disc of black stone carved with a single rune, pulsing faintly with stored magic. Its twin had been slipped into the lining of Evander’s ceremonial robes three days ago by one of her rogues who’d infiltrated his household staff. Wherever Evander was, the twin markers would find each other. The bounty hunters had been waiting for this signal for weeks. Nyx pressed her thumb against the rune. Felt it pulse once, twice, three times beneath her skin—stored magic releasing into the night air.

Mr Smith yelled at them. They remained silent, Flying dragon went to the side of the room and brought out a hand saw, he got ready to cut when his boss orders. "These two are taking me for granted! Cut their ears and give them to eat, that way, there will be a bigger hole in their ears so they can hear properly!!" Mr Smith ordered. Flying dragon went to Miss Lola, he grabbed her by the hair and used the saw on her ear. Miss Lola cried, struggled and tried to grip something, but she always ended up catching nothing.

Cole asked, getting on his feet also. “Hey Man! Don’t tell me, you don’t understand this?” Anthony asked, flipping the page of the book to where the full details were written. “I don’t. Can you tell me?” Cole asked, giving him a go ahead. “C’mon Cole, you ain’t this dumb right? Think dude” Anthony motioned, as he motioned the book towards Rex… He read the inscription on the book aloud, still not getting the hint. “THE DANGER OF A LYCAN FATE TO A LUNA – MOON GODDESS MYSTERIES”

Ayra who was on the tree top took a deep breath and sagged tiredly. She was glad that this ordeal was finally over. … “Alpha! We have sported three rogues at the edge of the south east boundary ” Levi said In a panicked voice while hurrying into the large office that clearly belonged to the Alpha of the pack. The black haired handsome who had previously been seated relaxedly on the swivel chair sat up hurriedly with cold eyes. “What did you just say?” He asked in a cold voice, the previously warm look in his eyes had changed and his purple orbs were so dark that they were almost shining black.

The ripples glowed silver. The tears of the Moon Goddess and the blood of his true mate’s lineage. I turned my hand, letting more blood fall. The glow intensified, spreading across the water like molten light. My pulse kicked at the sight—this was real. This was working. Lyria began chanting the invocation, her voice low and rhythmic. “By moonlight’s will… by sunlight’s strength… by eternal night, I call the flame.” The circle ignited with white fire.

I demanded, rising after her. Before she could answer, the thunder roared again. The cracks in the floor widened, light spilling upward in jagged veins of crimson and gold. Rain whipped through the windows sideways. We both shielded our faces as the glow climbed the walls like fire. Jenny’s voice cut through the roar. “Listen to me, whatever you feel pulling you, fight it until I say otherwise!” My pulse matched the lightning. “I don’t think I can.” Just then, a sound came that ended the thought. A roar, half-human, half-beast, rolling across the valley. The glass trembled and the ground buckled.