That's Calling The Kettle Black Novels & Stories

Ama questioned, rinsing her hands at the sink. “You have a point there, but the devil you know is better than the one you don’t,” Bethany replied with a shrug as they exited the dining hall. For Ama, who had just started working here, the saying didn’t ring true. She believed the Blackwoods could be even worse than Bethany’s description suggested. They had been courteous and welcoming at the gala, but that was only because they mistook her for someone from their world.

Then finally— Denver pushed away from the car. “She won’t stay hidden forever,” his beta added carefully. “No,” Denver said. His voice was calm again. Controlled. But there was something beneath it now. Something settled. Final. “Call everyone,” he continued. “Tell them we’re heading back to the pack.” The beta nodded immediately. “Yes, Alpha.” He stepped away to make the call. Denver remained where he was for one last moment, his gaze sweeping the basement again, slower this time, like he was committing it to memory.

Alpha Kendrik started. “It is a very joyous occasion for our family and for the pack as well since our son will now be able to find our future Luna. I would now like to welcome the birthday boy, Callan Baraed on stage” Callan ascended the steps leading up to the stage. Everybody clapped and warmly welcomed their future alpha. Callan looked hot! He was wearing a black pant-suite with a black dress shirt underneath. It made his black eyes and black hair pop more. My wolf howled with joy in my head, I took a huge breath in and could smell Callan, even from such a great distance.

This man took my breath away in a most terrifying way. "Ah, this must be the young Evelyn you have told me so much about Sasha." He turned to my mother, talking as if I was not there. The lurid looks he kept giving me were not missed either. He finally turned his full attention to me, and just like that, air, poof, gone. "How nice to meet you, Evelyn. I am Kent. Alpha of the Blackwater pack. It seems that we are going to become a lot closer. I'm looking forward to it."

~kellam I hate morning peoples, they got their heads up where the sun don't shine. Kellan isn't giving up and trying to wake me , i didn't sleep well last night , every time the guys came to check on me I'll slow my breathing and make it more even so they'll think I'm asleep, thank you zach for this trick, yesterday revenge was totally worth it but i was too hot and too horny to just sleep. "Baby up you go" ~kellan. He takes my blanket away and try to lift off the bed , i put my hand around his neck and pull him toward me for a good morning kiss and maybe a bit more.

I'm trying not to send him any signals right now. I kept praying to the Moon Goddess. Hoping Black doesn't see me here and leaves soon. Things will get worse if Black sees me in this state. There are many wounds on my body and now I'm only wearing underwear. "Black, Beta is calling you." Jaena's words made Black's footsteps stop. "What's wrong?" Black sounded agitated. "They say your brother Nigel is coming. You were told to welcome him." "Arghhh ... damn it!" Black's voice turned angry. He slammed something into the ground causing a loud thud. Then, their clattering steps could be heard moving away.

Anna responded almost immediately with a string of heart emojis and excited messages. As I stepped out of my apartment, I was surprised to see a sleek black car waiting for me. I looked around, expecting to see Kelvin leaning against the car, but he wasn't there. A thought crossed my mind - Kelvin had said he'd be waiting. Just then, a polite voice called out to me.

He really had the guts to spit out sensational sh*t to his followers. "Sister Emily…" I gripped my ear as I began to hear Momo's voice. I tossed my head around hoping his voice would fade away but it only made it worse. My ears bled, the pain intense as I fell to the ground. "The Witch is down, this might just be our time to end her once and for all." The clashing sound of metals behind me sent shivers down my spine. Momo's voice had faded but I was in far greater trouble.

At his position, I stood up, kneeing him on his groin and throwing him on the chair. "Have your seat first." I said, straightened his collar then turned to the others. He groaned in pain, his hands protectively covering the area. Sorry, hon, damage's already done. "The phone!" I demanded. The three stood up laughing. I really didn't find the situation funny. "You are outnumbered doll. Look around. What are you going to do?" Dark skin said. He was such a loud mouth. "I'm going to kick your arses." I said.

The metal liquid began to boil again, and there was only one last step left on the scene. "What should I call you?" Samuel asked. "It's called the Black Stick. You can call me the White Stick." "Okay, everything is ready. Shall we start now?" "Let's begin."