The Blacklist Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Being Damon Thorne’s “girlfriend” lasted exactly three hours before I realized something important. Blackthorn didn’t just notice things. It fed on them. Every hallway I walked through, every class I entered, eyes followed me, whispers trailing behind like shadows. That’s her. Damon’s girlfriend. The scholarship girl. I kept my head down, gripping my books tighter. Invisible. That was the plan. Now? I was the topic. And I hated it. “Hey.”

These Whitmore males are completely insane. I let out a cold, cutting laugh right into their speaker. "My wolf is indeed completely ungrateful and wild, Alpha Tavian. What are your claws going to do about it? Your mouth explicitly vowed to blacklist my name from the entire entertainment sector weeks ago, and your office has already acted on those threats. So go ahead and keep pressing your blacklist down. Let's see if my inner wolf gives a single damn about your pack power."

"From this moment forward, if any of you wishes to touch me... you will have to go through the other two first. I am no longer the prize. I am the game." She paused, her thumb tracing the inner band of the platinum ring on her finger. "And remember this... in ninety days, I will return to New York. By then, the world will know who is the master and who is the dog. I suggest you all spend that time wisely." The frequency cut to black. The Black Rose fleet turned in unison, their hulls angling downward as they dived into the thermal layers where no radar could follow. They vanished into the blind spots of the world.

Landers met their eyes without hesitation and answered firmly, “I am completely aware.” This time, the three of them scowled maliciously. This man was seriously digging his own grave, and he did not even seem to notice. Draven glanced at his friends and gave them the unmistakable Black List look. After seeing it, they already knew what he meant. No words were needed. Mr. Landers was officially placed on their blacklist. He should brace himself, because they would never let him go easily. They would make him taste hell on earth. He would suffer until he begged them to stop. Being on their blacklist was considered nothing less than suicide.

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.

“I… I was told… you’ve been blacklisted by SilverFang and their allies due to a case you have with them. So until the court case is cleared, we aren’t allowed to serve you.” I felt my blood boil. “Blacklisted? Are you serious?” The manager shook his head. “I’m sorry, ma’am. It’s not my decision. I just… I have to follow orders.” Draven’s jaw tightened. “It’s fine, we’ll leave.” “I’m really sorry,” the manager said nervously. I clenched my fists, my heart hammering. “What the heck..” I muttered. “First Jessica humiliates us, and now this?”

It's as if the shimmer is an unspoken challenge daring me to learn if he lives up to my fantasies and his reputation. I clear my throat. "Mr. Willis." He doesn't correct me, and since he called me Miss Jones, I surmise we are being professional for the sake of the others in the office. Of course, I've told Shana all about the deal I proposed to Duncan; however, I didn't tell any of my coworkers. It hardly seemed appropriate lunchroom talk. "So guess what I did today? Wrong. I blackmailed Mr. Willis into being my plus-one for a wedding in a podunk town in Indiana. Nope. Really. Well, he agreed because I caught him in a compromising situation that I didn't report. Oh, and we'll be sharing a be

Magnus said, his voice getting louder. "Jealous!" Duncan said telepathically to his Alpha. A toothy grin played on Black's lips, and the Beta leaped to his feet and dashed for the exit. Once the door closed, Black began to nibble on Bianca's neck. The young woman laughed softly and turned her head toward him. "Are you jealous of Duncan?" "Say again that you love him in front of me. Then I can promise you I'll make good on my threat to rip his head off, Love."

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

I held my breath when I saw my lover, Black, kissing passionately with my best friend. Black and I have been in a relationship for ten years, since we were kids. Black is the Alpha son of the Eclipse pack, the strongest pack I've ever met. Not even my pack—Wintermoon Pack—can match this pack. His older brother Nigel was about to be crowned Alpha soon. That meant Black could soon claim me as his destined mate. But, my dreams are shattered now. My steps moved decisively towards where Black was while holding back my anger. Black had lied about training until the summer ended, but I found him here, making out with Jaena, my best friend.