The Black Sparrow Ao3 Novels & Stories

I feel my phone vibrate in my hand and I look down, seeing a new message from Sparrow, who I have a date with tonight. -Meet me out front tonight at nine on the dot. I won't tolerate tardiness, Harley. And as for your outfit, I want you in something black, short, and wearing no panties...If you fucking disobey my order, I'll slice them to shreds with my knife. Don't be late, Harley, and don't disappoint me either. - Sparrow I almost choked on the sip of my coffee that slid down my throat the wrong way as I reread his message, completely shocked at the dominant nature. What am I supposed to say back to that?

Alpha Grey's POV I got back to me room and I could feel my blood boiling hot. I had to leave Bailey's room. I felt myself being consumed by my passion for her. The feeling was exhilarating and refreshing and I felt stronger than ever. In my head, I could feel my wolf prancing arpound. He had never felt this happy in a while. I smiled and let him have his fun and flopped my bed, exhaling in satisfaction. I was more than happy.

But he did not exert his real strength out of fear that he might hurt me. I refused to get up. When he realized he could not push me off, he tilted his head back and simply gave up. I had only ever heard that the black wolf lineage was the most loyal to their mates, but I had not expected it to be this appealing. He looked so fierce, yet he was surprisingly mild-mannered. In the previous timeline, I had chosen Marin and spent several days persuading him before he finally agreed to form a bond. That ungrateful carp had a foul temper and was extremely spoiled.

She replied and gulped when I covered her body with mine. "I want so many things, little dove... And trust me you can't even imagine..." My tongue roamed on her neck. "You are smart... Know how to play, don't you?" Her hands clutched on my shoulders when I teased her nipples. "I just want to protect myself... And my people..." She mumbled. "I don't care what I need to do for it..." She gasped when I entered inside her with Swift thrust. "You know you can't turn back once you start walking on this path, have you thought about it?"

“You need to mark me, Sparks. You need to…” He doesn’t wait for more instruction. As his canines pierce the tender flesh of my neck, we explode together, his seed filling me, lubricating our passion as we ride through wave after wave of pure, unfiltered bliss. “Mine!” I scream, watching in wonder as the spell forms a solid grid, bright green light blending with my own shining blue. “Mate, mine!” “Mate,” Hawthorne grunts as he fills me again. “Mine.”

He heard his father resorted with frustration in his voice. “Dear, you shouldn’t be here. Go back to your room.” His mother hurriedly whispered when she noticed him listening to their conversation. “Wait, did you just say men in black?” Hyde resorted when he came back to his senses. His companion didn’t speak but answered him with a mere nod. “Oh, and one more thing, she also said that one of them has some kind of black bird tattoo on the neck.” Hyde was stunned when he heard about the tattoo. He’s certain, that the deceased man was one of them—or just a scapegoat.

More footsteps were heard approaching in the corridor. A new figure appeared in the doorway. Tall, dark-haired, with silver eyes that looked like Aria's but had no fire like hers. This had to be Raven. "Ah, here's the famous Alpha Blackthorne," he said, "I've heard so much about you." "Have you?" I growled, instinctively pulling against my chains. "Oh yes. Aria has told me all about her former mate. How you rejected her and banished her. How you broke her spirit." Raven's smile was sharp as a blade. "But look at her now. Look what she's becoming without your... limitations holding her back."

Even the golden wolf locked in her mind had joined in the chorus until Chloe’s ears felt like they were ringing from the calamity within her. It felt like hours passed as the shocking revelation knocked the blonde for six, her heart skipping a beat when Lucas raised a rakish eyebrow questioningly at her as if he could hear every thought (or rather, the one single thought) on Chloe’s mind. The world seemed to fall back into place with that. Reality reappeared with a thud and what had felt like hours had only been a few seconds. Those few seconds were enough for Alvaro to depart, leaving Chloe alone with the black-haired, intimidatingly handsome male that now towered over her with eyes that re

he skimmed his nose into her cleavage. “Your mind, body, and soul belong to me. Azazel Black owns Athena Raven Lark. Since the day he saw her in Greece, he owned her the minute she shook his hand, and more importantly, she became his the minute his lips touched hers” he reminded her of the day of their meeting and their kiss the night before.