Timothee Chalamet Regulus Black Novels & Stories

That dark, suffocating aura, I felt it before I saw him. Lukas. He appeared like a shadow pulling itself together into flesh. His eyes were pits of midnight, soulless yet alive. His black coat fluttered even though there was no breeze. Without a word, he waved the guards off. They scattered instantly, not daring to linger. I pushed up from the floor, glaring at him as he approached. "You used me," I spat, my hands clenched into fists. "You used me to hurt Damien. Why go back on your word, Alpha?"

She asked biting her lip. "As per Luna Regina, it was your Uncle Damien." Royal Head Enforcer muttered dryly. "Luna Regina?" Cried out Luna Grace in shock. "Yes, Warrior Black is Alfa Re's mate and this is the reason why she is standing alive after inflitrating Royale Palace." Royal Gamma asserted. As soon as she heard that her wolf came out. Her eyes shined bright, her claws and fangs descended. "Then what the hell is she doing in the same house as William?" She asked ferally guarding the entrance of the room in which William is.

Tata teased, sitting up on her elbow as she stared at an agitated Adonis. “Fifty? Sixty? How dare you Tatiana Reynold! I will have you know, no one can ever look this good at twenty five.” Tatiana rolled her eyes dramatically and shrugged “Oh please, have you seen Timothy Chalamet? He looks better than you’d ever think looking.” She says and I just know Adonis is going to blow off. “Okay guys, I’m the sick one here. Take care of me.” I pushed the tray towards Tata who is now staring at me like I’ve grown five heads.

He tapped her but she was still feeling quite sleepy. "This woman is a headache" he grunted and Bethany opened her eyes. "Who are you calling a "headache"? Huh?" She dragged Xavier to herself and his eyes bulged looking intensively at her. ******************************* Blaze walked out of her room wearing fitted black leather trousers and black fancy leather boots. She had a black leather jacket over a black singleton. Her choker necklace fitted her well alongside her dark shades. Her hair was stylishly parked into a ponytail. Her lips were smeared with black lipstick. She looked stunning. Jason wore a black face cap and black shades. He pulled his black leather jacket on top of his black

A dark smear of rogue blood rubbed off against the runner. Lady Cheryl recoiled in disgust, covering her nose. "What... what is that disgusting thing?" "Ask the sweet little lady you've been having tea with," Marcus replied, his voice dead and emotionless. "Check the serial number on the casing. It's an internal encrypted unit, registered directly to the private terminals inside this very mansion." Vivian's eyes bulged as she looked down at the phone. The thrashing stopped. Her entire body went limp in Ethan's grip, terror paralyzing every muscle in her frame.

“Ceres, have you checked the news? Tom had the audacity to mock you yesterday, but now? He’s utterly ruined!” Still groggy, I sat up and muttered, “Jasmine, I haven’t woken up yet.” Jasmine ignored my grumble, too caught up in the drama. “Last night, everyone was rallying behind him. But now? Silence. A video leaked—someone caught Tom forcing a young actor to kneel at a banquet, polish his shoes, and endure red wine being poured on his head. He even threatened to blacklist the poor guy! Can you believe that? And he had the gall to call himself kindhearted!”

I questioned in a low voice. “I must admit he is smart. He would have me keep following his clues here in Darknile's pack, then appoint his grandson as the regent? Ah, tsk, once that's done, he would have Arlan killed and trap me with guilt. That way his grandson remains the Regent, while I drown in guilt.” “Malakai might be many things, but one thing he is not is a stupid man,” Advisor Gus said through the phone, his voice shaky.

That old man just likes being so dramatic about some things. I'm sure he will make his grand entrance efore the ceremony ends. So I smiled and shook my head, “It's nothing.” Relief softened her features as she turned back to James, but something gnawed at my gut. Something felt wrong. "Send someone to find out where he is," I ordered Aiden through the link. "Now." James's voice suddenly boomed across the clearing, commanding everyone's attention. "Before the gaze of the Moon, we bear witness to the bond between Supreme Alpha Darrell Blackwood and Emma Wilfred. Tonight, she shall be crowned as Supreme Luna, to stand not only beside her mate but above all packs. May the Moon Goddess bless thei

The one from the pictures in the magazines… the Alpha… he was famous. Her heart beat so fast because she had only seen him in photographs, on television, in the pages of magazines her mother occasionally glanced at, but seeing him here, so close, felt so unreal to her. He looked just as commanding in person, just as imposing, and though she was only six but she could sense the intensity coming out from him. Leila hugged her teddy unintentionally, feeling a nervous excitement. She stayed frozen there for a moment, then she walked up to him, her small hands still hugging her teddy tightly.

His eyes met mine and I nodded. “Now,” I whispered to him. “Fight. Trust me and fight. Focus on me and fight.” His body convulsed. The mist shrieked. I felt her scream inside him. I felt her rage. But I did not back down. I would not back down. The Luna I had been was gone. This, this was who I was meant to be. And I was going to burn her shadow to the ground. “Now show me what you've got,” I whispered. “That's if you have anything left in you, Tatiana…”