The Year Of The Black Rainbow Novel Novels & Stories

Atlas’ POV Onyx. That was my new favorite name. It suited her perfectly describing the color of her long, black shiny, silky hair that I wanted to run my fingers through. Fuck. Her scent was better than anything I had ever smelled in my life; coconut and with a hint of warm vanilla. I wanted to inhale that scent forever. Her eyes were the prettiest shade of purple I had ever seen. I never even fucking liked purple until I saw those gems. I was a compete sucker for her. Her skin was smooth and pale like porcelain, and her lips were so full and pink. I needed to feel them against mine.

She's taking lessons from her mother. "Mengele" How the fuck do you tell your kid you're not reading her a bedtime story? "What do you want me to read?" Swear to fuck I'm gonna find my balls come tomorrow. That smile grew wider and she hopped down to go to her wall of books. She came back with a fucking tome. I looked at the cover and it did not look like light reading. "The fuwhat is this Gravity's Rainbow?" I read the back cover and got it. World War two Germany. "Catalina go grab a book." Just looking at the first paragraph was enough to make my eyes bleed.

I found a book that seemed nice and pulse-racing, Blood Brothers by Nora Roberts. I took it off the shelf and looked back at Ashton who was now holding Jack in his hands. I went to the till and paid for the book. We then went out of the shop and headed to the car park. When we got to the car park, I got in and took Jack from Ashton to remove him from the cover and place him back on the stand. It was around 5:30 pm so we still had some time before heading home. Ashton read that from my mind and then he went around the car, got in and sat on the seat next to mine.

Nomo was alive, but his heartbeat was a faint, stuttering ghost. "It’s not just rain anymore, Jax! It’s the Black-Rain! The corrosive magical runoff from the Mirror Palace's core!" Sofia shoved him toward the heavy iron doors of the infirmary. "Every drop that hits a human body will melt them to the bone. Every drop that hits the city ruins the ground for a hundred years. I have to catch it. I’m the only one who can!" "The sapphire umbrella? Sofia, that’s a suicide myth from the First Sovereign’s journals! You don't have enough blood left to generate a field that wide!" Jax’s eyes were wide with a rare, naked terror. "The pressure will crush you!"

The black ring around the moon shattered, scattering like stardust across the sky. The New Equilibrium I fell backward onto the frozen grass, my breath coming in ragged gasps. My hair, once white, now had streaks of absolute, light-absorbing black. The diamonds at my throat had turned to clear, ordinary glass. Kaelen was there in an instant, pulling me into his arms. He was weeping—the Butcher of the Blackwood, crying over the woman who had dared to negotiate with the end of the world. "You're alive," he choked out. "You're still here."

I was gone, letting the darkness swallow me whole. I knew I would come back. Just as I had gotten used to death, I was used to life as well and I could feel her holding my hand and pulling me out of the darkness. I didn't want her to, I wanted to remain in this darkness forever but of course, I didn't really have much of a choice. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Raven leaning by the wall with her hands folded, looking towards a certain direction. I turned to the direction in which she was looking at and my eyes opened wide when I saw alpha Urian pouncing hard on my dad.

I had already marked her as mine, and in my world, that mark was as binding and protective as any oath of blood. ​A few days later, the air in the estate was thick with a bustling, almost suffocating energy. I walked into the main living room, which had been commandeered for the school's Gala preparation. The Blackwoods were the ones organising it this year, a prestigious duty that only served to fuel my stepmother's ego.

The Black Wolf was born from shadows and shaped by moonlight, but it always beat with the pulse of love, sacrifice, and resilience. Thank you for walking beside Vireya, through pain, through wonder, through storms and stars. This is not just the end of a story. It’s the echo of a legacy, the warmth of a reunion, and the reminder that even in the darkest forests, love finds its way home. There are more stories waiting just beyond the horizon, magical, bold, and unforgettable.

Raven I stood in front of the mirror, my reflection staring back at me. Today was the day I would return to Black Stone Group, not as the dutiful wife Emerson expected, but as a woman with a plan. My hair was neatly styled, and my makeup was flawless, every detail carefully crafted to present myself as the perfect, composed wife of the Alpha. But beneath this polished exterior, a storm brewed. This wasn’t just about showing up for work. It was about plotting my revenge, learning Emerson’s secrets, and slowly tearing down the world he thought he controlled.