The Blackened Blade Book 3 Novels & Stories

The night was serene and profound, with the silvery moon shining brightly in the sky and glittering stars complementing it, their light embellishing the black canvas. His Mercedes was parked in a secluded area, away from the road and the sight of onlookers. The car's windows were rolled up, concealing their lustful acts from the outside world. Though a deafening silence was overbearing on the empty road, the sound of their skin slapping filled the back seat of his luxurious car coupled with her stifled cries and his lustful growls.

I became a blur of white and violet. ​I met the first wave with steel. My obsidian blades, forged in the fires of the Shadow Valley, sliced through vampire flesh like it was water. I ducked a claw swipe, spun, and took the legs off one leech. I vaulted over another, driving my blade down through its collarbone. ​It was a dance. A violent, bloody dance. ​I felt the Blackwood wolves hesitate, then join the fray. I heard Kaelen’s roar as he tore into the enemy. We were fighting on the same side. The irony almost made me laugh.

His complexion is smooth and coppery and he is without a single scar. I tense up as he approaches me. "So, you are my granddaughters' mate. To think a dragon slayer would be what she got stuck with," his brassy voice rings out. I pull back in surprise. How did he know I was a dragon slayer? "Tell me your name," Lochness demands lowly. "I'm Flavius, Flavius Black," I stumble out. I feel Ellie's hand grasp my own. I relax at her comforting touch.

I glanced back slightly to see that three of the five guardians were laying unconscious on the ground and I smiled at myself. "I see your bitch of a mother found you." Silas seethed looking at her. "She was always here." I snapped slapping him across the face. His face twisted in pure anger and with that anger came uncontrollable movements. I easily kept up with him and I think that frustrated him more. I seen him look over at Blaze and I tensed up. Silas jumped towards Blaze and fear shot through me. "BLAZE! MOVE!" I screamed jumping after Silas. Blaze was hit from the side sending him against a tree, I heard someone gasp and I grabbed Silas by the back of his shirt and threw him behind me

i cursed under my breath. The next thing I saw was one of the blade flying towards me with a chain attached to its handle.Then time slowed to a snails pace. While the blade was flying towards me at slow motion i took some seconds to acess the blade.The blade was pure black in colour and it had uneven edges with the middle part of the blade having some indiscernible inscriptions sparkling orange color sparks.The chains on the handle of the blade seem to be connected to his wrist like Spiderman's web.And i don't know how he did that.I side stepped the blade only to find the other flying towards where i was.It was at this point that i knew that it wasn't just some child's play.This guy was real

I'm hit with the feeling once more. Mate Mate Mate Royal yells and I look at Ares, who is realizing who I am as well. Mother fucker, I'm mated to three wolves. The realization and the exhaustion of the night catches up with me and I start seeing black spots. The last thing I see before I give in is all three Alphas rushing towards me. Adonis Pov

The runes ignited, threads of light weaving up her arms and into the Mark. The air thickened. The ground trembled. And from the shadows at the edge of the room, something stirred — not an Echo, but something worse. Figures began to form — twisted silhouettes of men and beasts, remnants of those the Black Moon had touched. They moved like smoke and screamed like memory. Zevran’s blade flashed. “Here we go again.” He fought without hesitation, cutting through shadows that reformed as fast as he struck them. Each one that fell fed the light around Kaelira’s spell, fueling her strength.

Her living room window allows her to see the beautiful night sky adorned with bright lights shaming the stars and even the moon. She imagines Nate and Nina looking at that same beautiful sky after having a lovely dinner while she dines on hot noodle and a cup of coffee. "I'm so pathetic. How did I become like this?" she asked herself. She's about to call for food delivery when Ivy's call came in. She already knows exactly what she's going to ask her. "I just talked to the TV producer. She's okay with the third book being launched in January next year. She told me they would broadcast the series in three weekends in February," Ivy said.

He seemed like the youngest, probably still a teen. “Why did you step into my pack, young one?” He trembled, but managed to keep a brave face. “I've moved on.” H– how could she move on? How could she move on this easily?! Within a blink of an eye, I grabbed the teen mercenary, slit his throat, blood splashing on my face. His body thudded to the ground, blood escaping through his mouth. I dropped the dagger, picking up a sword. “Who sent you to Blackthorn?” I asked the other three, who were staring in disbelief and fear.