The Blacktongue Thief Novels & Stories

Anything. A tongue formed out of the Black Devil's signature auric sand and licked behind Spitfire's ear before it spoke with a mouthless whisper. "Or do you wish to know what you fear is happening to the other one isn't creative enough? Because I know evil and it can be quite creative."

Through the barrage, I watched it all unfold in real time. [Tristan lost everything he got from pawning the locket and bangle!] [He's on a losing streak—he'll never dig himself out of this hole!] [Now he's in debt to the casino for millions!] In the end, with no way to pay, the casino sold him to a scam compound in a foreign country called Melaynmere. With his legs crippled, Tristan was forced to use his hands to run phishing schemes. His very first target was me. "Honey, I've hit the jackpot! Let me buy you a ticket. Come join me, and we can live in luxury together!"

The black fire tiger used its claws to slash at the bandit headquarters, and the black fire, which could not be extinguished by ordinary water, spread very quickly throughout the headquarters. ARRGGGG!!! Screams rang out from the bandits' headquarters. Everyone, from humans at the golden core realm and below, died from being burned and poisoned by the green snake venom. They all screamed as if they were being tortured there, the sound even reaching between the two mountains that flanked the bandit headquarters. The black cat looked at the burning headquarters with a serious gaze. Of all the people he had killed, there were no bandit leaders or strong men there. All he found were dozens of pr

Idris Blackthorne "Watch your barking tongue, Tavon Blackthorne!" Magnus Wraith snaps, his throat choking hard on his cup of wild berry wine until his eyes turn watery. "My alpha frame carries ten times more running power and handsome fur than your ugly pelt could ever dream of!" Tavon stays completely blind to the thick, suffocating pack tension rising inside the stone walls, his mouth moving carelessly. "This is absolute forest witchcraft! Is that plain healer female carrying some secret dark moon potion inside her basket?"

Honestly, it was a hilarious situation, but I was not going to let these to know this. “Oh, for fucks sake. The giant ass white tiger is Phantom, the equally giant black panther and jaguar are Jaeyde and Topaz. The freakishly large black wolf is Obsidian while the other wolf that we can only describe as a burning flame is Eymbyr. You two are so fucking terrible at explaining shit.” Chris told us. "And your point? This is why we keep you around. Plus, you like explaining shit." Mykynzye snarked.

; Seer-Lira trailing ethereal, Caelum’s cousin veiled in silver gossamer, third-eye tattoo on forehead pulsing questing-white, blind-gaze piercing. Thorne halted thunderous, nostrils flaring storm-flame reek, voice gravel-roar: “Blackwood! This disturbance *reeks* of your whelp-spawn—rifts cracking *my* border holds like eggshells, shadows spilling wolf-blood! Surrender heirs *and* whatever anchor they’ve forged, or we invoke full council sanction—packs claim your university by rite!”

Ash lifted his head. When he spoke, the words sounded layered—as if two voices came from his mouth at once: “They’ve found me.” A low, rising roar echoed through the trees. Darkthorn had arrived. Hundreds—no, thousands—of warriors moved like a black tide just beyond the camp’s border, their torches bobbing in the dark. Their crest—a crimson thorn wrapped around a wolf’s skull—gleamed like fresh blood. Tyla sucked in a breath beside me. I stepped closer, shielding her with my body even though her power surged so fiercely she didn’t need me to.

Oh, we still took time robbing the other village, that's how he made it here first,' Ithel had a sudden realisation. "Shut up! Ithel, how many times did i warn you about badging in-" Raek spoke as he scowled. Exasperated, Ithel interrupted him , "boss, it's quiet urgent. We found the black thunder. It's at El-Tarter." What?

I made us both a cup of coffee and gave Tyler his cup. ”Why are you so shy?” He asked me out of nowhere. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. ”I’m not.” ”You were embarrased when I said you had a nice ass.” I gulped and begged for my blood to stop moving so fast. ~Tyler~ What the fuck was I doing? This was a business deal. One that came to be because I blackmailed her. Because I lied about jail time when all she would get was a juicy fine.

From the black mire, things began to climb. Not wolves. Not beasts we knew. Things born in the crushing dark before the sun ever rose — colossal, scaled, circular jaws lined with rows of shark teeth, blind writhing tentacles sprouting from their ridged backs. They were the Spawn of the Black Tide — the hounds of the Forgotten Gods. Sensing my aura, they howled in unison — a scream of a thousand drowning voices — and my warhorses reared in terror. “FOR THE NEST! FOR THE EMPIRE!” I bellowed — and let the silver take me.