The Blackened Blade Book 3 Novels & Stories

"Now I know it works." The Blackbone blade is an old Woods family heirloom. My grandmother gave it to me on her deathbed, revealing that one of our ancestors had taken it from a defeated clan of witches. The Blackbone blade has the ability to drain the power of anyone it cuts. It steals life and energy, and as Karl's wounds grow brighter I know he isn't long for this world. It's a shame I had to use this on him. Now he'll die like all the pigeons and foxes I slashed when I was younger.

The air in the courtyard of the Blackwood Keep had ceased to behave like a gas. It had become a thick, gelatinous pressure, vibrating with the frequency of a scream that no human throat could produce. Lyra stood in the center of the ruins, her body arched in an impossible, agonizing curve. Her obsidian blade—the weapon that had been her only companion during the frozen nights of the Forbidden Forest—was no longer in her control. The hilt was fused to her palm, and the edge was pressed so firmly against the pulse point in her neck that a thin, violet bead of blood had begun to trace a path toward her collarbone.

Blood darkens his fur. He doesn’t make a sound. The cut doesn’t slow him. I duck under a snapping jaw and roll, coming up on one knee with my second blade already up. I strike again. Deeper. Cleaner. This is familiar. The burn in my arms. The narrowing of my vision. The way the rest of the world drops out when my body remembers what it’s for.

He was supposed to take care of me and not kill me? I didn't want to die yet. Tears started to stream down my face as soft sobs escaped my throat. The pain was too much to bear, it was paralyzing all my senses. "Fuck!" A loud, deep voice came from behind me, and for a moment I forgot the pain I was feeling. ¤¤¤¤¤ THROUGH THE EYES OF MY ALPHA is the Book 2 of the Black Shadow Pack Spin-Off Novel (Book 5 of the series). The book is already completed and you can find it here exclusively on Goodnovel. ♡

🔞 ♠️ #BLACK_ACE ♠️ 🔞 �⃣ Chapter 17 ♠️ 🌋 OMNISCIENT_POV 🌋 The explosion sent shockwaves through the Abuja streets, sirens blaring in the distance. Elizabeth sped away, Dave slumped in the passenger seat. Ijeoma lay unconscious, her fate uncertain. As the dust settled, a figure emerged from the shadows - Marcus, phone in hand. He watched the chaos unfold, a mix of concern and calculation on his face.

“She’s inside and there is another man!” “Wait here.” Omar replied, helping the she-wolf to rest against the only wall not covered in blood. Omar moved calmly, pulling a hunting knife from his coat pocket. The way the blade winked wickedly in the pale light sent a chill down Chloe’s spine. She decided there and then she had seen enough of weapons and murder today and turned away from the door, gulping in air. Her throat burned and the bitter taste of bile still haunted Chloe’s mouth. Above her the clouds were breaking and golden sunlight was now filtering through, casting long shadows between the trees. It was too beautiful for the gruesome scene.

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of

"It would have been simpler to lop the heads off of dissenters than take in an outcast and train her to slit throats in the dark." "Careful Lycan Lord." Cassidy's voice was soft, a deadly whisper. "Men tend to look the same in the dark. I'd hate to accidentally slit your pretty throat by mistake."

-Miyuki said to herself, staring at the gray pavement. - Would you really be so sad?- she heard a familiar voice suddenly, slightly out of breath, so stopped right away and turned to see Aoi Takashima standing behind her, gasping for breath. - Were you running here?- Miyuki asked in surprise, looking at him. He was still dressed all in black, in jeans and a hoodie, but this time his blouse had a drawing of a skull entwined with roses. The black mask on his face was now pulled down over his chin. It was also noticeable that his eyes were not underlined with black eyeliner, which made her see his face completely without makeup for the first time.

I took the knife from the drawer and cut my wrist over the chest so my blood could fill Yggdrasil, I watched as it filled up, congealed and then the lid lifted. I took the lid off and then I did a small searching spell. I moved the chest behind my desk so it was also hidden by my chair. I didn’t have time to go through every book, I just wanted to know what the black outs were and if there was anything I could do about it. I closed my eyes and reached into the chest and took the book out. I opened the book and I immediately saw the word ‘black out’. I sat down on the couch and put the lamp on and started reading.