Novel & Cerita The Blacktongue Thief

Well, at least Kenneth knows enough to keep the egg warm. I look around, trying to figure out how I’m going to get the egg out of the fire so I can get it out of here. “I knew you would come.” I spin around, not seeing anyone in the low light of the room. He steps out of the shadows. “No one wanted to believe me, but I know who and what you are, Skylar Hughes.” “And what am I, King Solomon?” I ask. “A thief. The worst kind of thief. A dragon thief,” he spits, slowly walking toward me.

The Northern Alliance wolves stumbled backward, their eyes wide with terror as they watched something beyond their understanding manifest before them. "The land recognises its rightful heir," I murmured, watching in fascination as the serpent's ghostly head swayed toward the intruders. Through our bond, I felt my mates' awe mixing with protective concern, even though they had never seen anything like this. The lieutenant's bravado crumbled completely. "We're leaving," he gasped, his voice cracking with fear. "We're leaving right now." I nodded to the spectral cobra, and it dissolved into wisps of silver mist that faded into nothing. The message had been delivered clearly enough—the Blackthor

he said lightly. Lie. I knew it. But I didn’t push. “Didn’t expect to see you here,” he added, his gaze scanning me like he was trying to figure something out. I lifted my chin. “I could say the same.” His eyes sharpened. “Blackthorn isn’t exactly…” He paused. “…easy to get into.” There it was. The subtle dig. I smiled sweetly. “Good thing I didn’t come here the easy way.” Recognition flickered in his eyes. “Scholarship,” he said.

For the first time in fifteen years, they weren’t aiming at each other. Below the wall, twenty figures moved through the treeline. They weren’t organized like a pack. No formation, no alpha in front. But their eyes glowed wrong—flickering blue-white, like fractured crystal. Moonstone corruption. “Hold,” Roran said, his voice steady. One of the rogues stepped forward. Tall, scarred, with a shard of blue stone embedded in his palm. He grinned, feral and wrong. “Kael Blackthorn,” the rogue called. His voice was layered, like two people speaking at once. “Give us the healer. The stone wants her.”

She said. “Ma, my wolf Nyx is a Shadow Maw wolf.” Thalia said. “She is completely black. Teeth, the white of the eyes, tongue, paw pads, everything is completely black.” I see in the rearview mirror that Blanca’s eyes widened. “You have a Shadow Maw wolf?” She said with tears in her eyes. “Yes, mama.” Thalia said. “Pure Black?” “Yeah.” “Then you are the chosen one.” She said with tears rolling down. “Ay, mija! You will do great things! Wait until your grandfather knows.”

It made him panic. Darryl cracked a smile when he noticed White Tiger King’s flustered expression. "White Tiger King, this is called the Trap Dragon Thorn. These Trap Dragon Thorns were specially invented by humans to deal with the Green Dragon clan. Once being stabbed, any powerful dragon will inevitably lose the ability to fly. I believe it is very painful. Even the Green Dragon clan could not bear the torture of the Trap Dragon Thorn. Would you like to try it?” Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face.

He growled in my face almost animalistic. I looked away. He threw the bag of food and water in front of me on the bed. “Eat, drink, and then we will play again.” “I’m not being drugged again.” “Drink or I will force you.” I shook my head and threw the bottle against the wall and watched as it burst open, and the water pooled onto the floor. I watched his expression change as anger filled him. He grabbed me around my throat, and I clawed and scratched as much as I could at him but before long, I could feel myself blacking out.

"However, I've studied SilverTide's history, and I know they always launch full-scale wars. They don't attack borders, they'd probably see it as a petty strategy" Some of them nodded, some of them frowned in disagreement, but I continued "As for the Forlorn Pack, they lack the organization to make these attacks. They are strong, but scattered and disorganized" I took in a deep breath and prepared myself for what I was about to say next. "I believe that the one behind these attacks is none other than Thorne Blackwood". There was silence. "He swore he would return and take out his vengeance on BloodHowl, and his wolf reached out to me with a threat through the mindlink—"

Standing on the wolf's side is a large black panther; on the other is an enormous white tiger. “Let me introduce you, gentlemen, to Bliz, Nightshade, and Onyx. They are the ones you have to get past to life.” Byanca growls. “They love a good chase and they haven’t had fun in a while now.” Breayna sighs.

The black figure turned back quickly and met Gu Feng's powerful blow with one hand, causing a booming sound. "Have I been found..." the black figure's voice was hollow and low. After taking a careful look, Gu Feng found that the black figure was, in fact, a human being in a black cloak. The man was enveloped by a strange black mist, with his face hidden in the cloak. Yi Tong's expression changed, and he was no longer as calm as before. "Who are you? Do you have something to do with Soul-consuming Evil Flower?" he asked in a cold tone.