That's Calling The Kettle Black Novels & Stories

He called and called but the man never responded to him. Black called his boss, "Any important news? I am busy" he uttered the moment he picked up. "The two fools were working on their own accord. They were just going to scare her and then blackmail her to get money out of her. What do I do with them?" Black tortured them until they spoke, and at the end of the day they were only blackmailers. Bohden's eyebrows furrowed when he heard the news

“You should’ve stayed inside.” The tall guy laughed. Short. Mean. “Kill you? Nah. Black Moon wants the show. Wants you to see how pointless this all is. You really thought fire and some fancy blood tricks could end us? We’re the upgraded model. Curse-proof. Fire-proof. You’re just… snacks.” Killian sat up suddenly. The black lines on his arms pulsed once, bright, then settled. He looked at the tall guy. Then at the others behind him. “Killian, sit your ass down,” Dominic snapped.

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever. I need the kitchen, the potion in itself isn't all that hard, the ingredients should be in every usable kitchen. What's hard is the time it takes." "Which you'll speed up using your special magic." He seemed hesitant saying 'Special Magic." "It's called Black Magic. It doesn't hurt to say the words, you know." I told him with a slight shake of my head. A lot of people were wary of me; they worried they'd say the wrong thing in front of me and I'd lash out. Using the words 'Black Magic' is usually the wrong thing to say, an offence, similar to the seven sins or something.

Lenda wasn’t trusted. I glared at her. I knew what was going on in her head ‘I will kill you before you touch her’ I thought with rage. “Listen up!!” Black yalled. His voice ran through every creature sighted making them shiver. Black continued “how many of you wish to lose everything to DEATH??” He asked with his eyes burning.

He immediately shoot the man without a second thought. "Dont drink my wine if you dont want to die," Niko uttered before calling Kana. "Niko," Kana answered on the other side of the line. "Hmm. Was that supposed to be a happy greeting Kana girl?" Niko blabbered disappionted. "You seem unhappy, any problem?" Kana asked. "So much problem Kana girl. You have a lead in the chamber," Niko said but before he could continue his explanation, Kana ended the call.

"I'm assuming you're not the chef." "God, no. I’m the man who makes sure the King looks like a King," he said, reaching out to flick a stray hair from my shoulder with a gloved hand. "And apparently, I’m the man who has to turn you into a Goddess of War in the next three hours. He called me at 4:00 AM, sounding... different. Now I see why." He leaned in closer, his perfume smelling of expensive oud and secrets. "I'm Flyn. Put that spatula down, honey. We have a mansion to infiltrate and a legacy to incinerate. If we’re going to announce your 'extinction' to the Hudsons, you’re going to need a hell of a lot more than an apron."

“From now on, you only answer to this number.” “You can't just erase my life, Killian,” I told him, trying to sound brave despite the mark on my neck throbbing at his proximity. “I already did,” he leaned over me, resting his hands on the mattress, trapping me in his shadow. “You are a Blackwood now. And Blackwoods don't mix with trash. Learn to use it.” He turned around and left the room without looking back, while my fingers, still trembling, closed over the cold metal and glass of the phone.

Seeing Jaxon and Mia looking like they glue each other, Rey glared at Gavin who looked innocently at everyone. “Blacky is not wrong, he just wants to play. You know already, he likes women,” said Gavin which made all the men there snort in disapproval. “I told you to keep the snake in his cage, Gavin,” Gideon hissed. “Imagine if it was Kalista, she might give birth prematurely.” All the men there shuddered at the thought of Kalista with her big belly climbing a chair and running around the room being chased by Blacky. “Usually Blacky is very sweet,” Gavin defended against his snake which looked at the men around with its round eyes as its body squirmed about to come to its master.

Black hole. Hamish was looking at the woman who was lying on his couch with a frown on her face. Or rather, the thief... He had carried her into his living room and then he had looked for anything on her to identify her but she had no papers so he had to take a picture of her to send to a friend to search in the American databases... He would like to have a drink but he was afraid that the young woman would run away... He wondered why he was unable to call the police... That's what all normal people do after discovering a thief in their house...

Ashly’s phone vibrated from an incoming call but the sound fell deaf on their ears as they filled the room with arousing melodies. “It’s Sen. Again. For the fourth time now. It’s okay if you forgot that you said you would come early to help me set up but before you came, we forgot to pick up the magic ice while we were out. You know, the one that vapors and changes colors? The store called me and said it’s ready but we were already home so if you guys don’t mind, would you pick it up for me? Tell them that Sen sent you and if they give you any problem just call me. Thanks!”