Rigel Black Chronicles Novels & Stories

he groaned, scrambling out from under the bed. “This is James William Black, Prince of Eretria,” she finished, gesturing toward her brother before tilting her head. “You must be Mama’s lover?” Severus’s eyes widened in surprise. “What?” “Hildegard, we shouldn’t talk to strangers,” Eliza whispered urgently. “He’s not a stranger,” Hildegard rolled her eyes, taking a few steps closer. “We’ve heard a lot about you.” She smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. “You’re the Beta of the lycan army, aren’t you?”

In the center of the floor, a massive circular seal had been etched into the concrete, glowing with a sickly, pulsating green light. My father stood at the edge of the seal, looking older and more pathetic than ever. Beside him stood Ligeia Valerii, her sea-foam hair whipping around her face as if she were underwater. "You’re late, Dante," Ligeia called out, her voice echoing with a hypnotic, melodic shimmer. "We’ve already begun the ritual. The Shadow-Heart is singing to us." "The only thing you'll hear tonight is the sound of your own screaming, Ligeia," Dante stepped into the light, his presence filling the warehouse.

We all know he’s not particularly fond of the Lycan Alpha. Another pause, longer this time, and then Ryker’s face hardens. “What the fuck did you just say?” he growls, his voice rising. I lean in, trying to catch more of the conversation, to piece together the puzzle from these fragments of information. “You heard me,” Fenriz’s voice comes through, faint but clear. Ryker’s growl is audible even to me. “I’m currently staring at Ruin and Blight. Why did he say he’s there?”

"I'll be alright." "What's happening?" Shiro took a deep breath. The air was the only cool thing that he had at the moment. He welcomed it gratefully. "Thirty days, and thirty nights," he started. "Until the very second strikes. That is when you will learn to love the one that was given to you. If you don't accept your mate, you will suffer a worsening fate." "The curse of BlackCreek," Jin said. He still couldn't see all that well at the moment. "Call Hiroko!"

The lengths that we would go for each other had been set in stone. I was sure now, that regardless of anything that could or would happen in the future, I would always have her by my side. The End The Reaver Chronicles: Book 1: Raziel (Complete) Book 2: Raphael (Complete) Book 3: Ramses (Complete) Book 4: Rowen (Complete) Book 5: The Keepers (Complete) Book 6: Rayne (Complete) Obsidian: (Spinoff based in the same universe)

And in that moment—the castle’s doors burst open. Figures cloaked in black surged into the hall, eyes glinting, weapons humming with magic. They moved silently, intentionally, and Lyra recognized the sigils—the mark of someone who had been hunting her since childhood. Someone who wanted her dead. Rylan growled, shifting, pulling Lyra against him. “Get behind me. Now.”

I didn't want to be subjected to the torture of having to put up with this shitty attitude. "Do you even realize what you have agreed to?" Silas scoffed, looking down at me like a dumb child incapable of making decisions. "We cannot let you in on any of our business or plans without you belonging solely to The Black Rose... there will be no out for you," Silas emphasized. "Not even when Elijah's killer is found," he declared coldly—or rather, with a satisfied tone.

I hit the iron bar and try to scream, but it seems like my voice melts along with my heart. I see two gloved hands clutch on the bar. I turn my head and see the Black Tiger standing beside me, staring with his cold eyes. I look away as I don’t look pretty when I cry, my eyes must be red and swollen. He doesn’t say a single word; he just keeps staring at me until my sobs disappear.

"May I know why mages and vampires are enemies?" Everett replied, "because mages and vampires cannot live together. 300 years ago, a mage betrayed and killed my ancestors. Since then, the vampires have severed ties with mages." She asked, "I want to know how old are you?" "650 years." It stunned her to hear his age. Everett asked, "You said you came from the earth, but how can you get into the realm of Black Mist?" She replied while showing her necklace, "through this necklace, on the full moon I recited the spell, there is written on the back of this pendant.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.