Tsubaki X Blackstar Novels & Stories

XANDER POV I was holding my little mate in my arms and the strongest wave of lust rushed through me and I felt her pull away slowly. She looked up to me and then asked to talk to Cody alone. They left and I was alone with Steven the brother and black, I hate black and I have no ill feeling towards Steven. I walked over to black to get a clear sense of his loyalty. Xander- are you really with us ? Black- why do you hate me?

I said, stepping into his space, “you’re the Alpha. You rule cities and command wolves. If you want me to be your Luna, I won’t come broken. I want my hands stained. I want my justice.” He stared. Then slowly, he smirked. “You’re darker than you look.” “You don’t know what I am.” His eyes lowered to my mouth. “Not yet.” Something electric passed between us. The kind of pull that made breathing dangerous. I hated him. god, I hated him, and yet my body betrayed me. My pulse quickened and my skin felt heated. Every time he looked at me like that, I felt something between fear and craving. “I said no,” he murmured, “to your deal.”

He smiled at us as he welcomed us. “I’m Thrasher,” he said with a smirk. “We’re not asking,” Mona surely rolled her eyes as she uttered those words. Thrasher laughed and just shrugged it off. He walked ahead of us towards a table that’s occupied by five more men. They all seemed serious as they saw us. They all stood up. “Nice to see you, Astra,” Black dragon said. I know because of his dragon tattoo on his left bicep. Mitch nodded. “We can skip the introduction. We’re here to know your plan,” she said as she sat down on the far end of the table.

But they hit hard. He turned his face slightly, drawing in a slow breath, trying to ease the tightness building in his throat. If only he had known. He met her a month ago—at the bar where she worked. Quiet. Reserved. Always polite. They had exchanged small conversations here and there. She mentioned studying medicine… wanting to become a doctor, just like her parents wished. And somehow, without fully thinking it through, he had given her his black card. She had refused. Of course she had. But he left it anyway—on the counter, forcing the choice into her hands.

If more wolves were like him, the world would be far more tolerable. It’s not long before the Silver Dawn team and the other group wander outside. I wave at Sebastian, and he leads them over. “Hey, Lincoln, mind if we join you guys?” I gesture to the bench in invitation, and they slide in. Sebastian introduces the group. “Lincoln, Sam, this is my cousin, Xander Blackwood, future Alpha of Blood Moon.”

When we finally pulled up to the Evergreens, I practically bolted out of the car. "Thank you, Lucien. For the ride." "See you in the war-room tomorrow morning, Xender. 09:00. Don't be late." I didn't sleep. I spent forty-eight hours straight in the sub-level of the Evergreens, my stylus flying across the screen as I mapped out the 'Star-Fall' project. The work was my anchor. While the internet was exploding with the news of Tristan Blackmoor’s engagement to the 'Real Stormriven Heir,' I was busy building the weapons that would make their alliance irrelevant.

He was a monster so wicked, so filled with darkness, that it seemed even Lucifer himself wouldn't dare or wouldn't be able to kill him. Since that incident with the notebook, things between Nicholas and me had grown significantly worse. We clashed constantly, yet strangely, his legs were slowly but surely regaining strength and mobility. “You absolute beast!” I groaned and ducked quickly as a sharp dagger flew straight toward me. I barely dodged the attack; the blade missed me and embedded itself deep into the wooden doorframe behind me. Nicholas just smiled—that twisted, half-amused, terrifying smile. He was literally a psycho. I shrugged off the fear and moved forward, trying to place his

With the force of a volcano, he yelled “That bitch Stasia made a Kobayashi Maru. Meant to fail, so you understand failure happens in life. Fucking bullshit! What game is she playing? The lose of a Luna is devastating to a pack.” “I am the bitch. Everyone, please settle down,” Stasia turns out to be the human at Canon funeral. The fucking chick with ass. She stood a 5 ft something, all in black. I had no idea they made jump boots that small. Black cargo paints, black t-shirt, never looked so fucking sexy. A glock strapped to her side, knifes everywhere. Brown hair braided and put in buns. Blue piercing eyes. Fuck me please, I think I am in love. At least for the night. “Stop drooling Mark.

Songwriter and twin vocalist with Izanagi. Blacklist!!!: Satoshi- drummer, on the album he can be heard playing other instruments like the cello and organ but on live he's usually the drummer. A tall slender man with a bald head and glasses. Yumena- Daughter of Blacklist's manager, the vocalist of the group. She judges by appearances and hates people who's style and choice of fashion don't fit their interests or occupations. Fashion is self expression. Hiroto Kanzaki- manager/founder of Blacklist and current CEO of Hysterical Kitten Entertainment, a stern man, who is old but looks well for his age. Too well.

I take a deep breath as I stand up and stare into his eyes with my tear filled eyes. "I, Avery Omega, Omega of Blackclaw pack hereby accepts your rejection, Chase Star, son of Beta Mason, beta to Alpha Maxine of Blackclaw pack" as soon as I said these words, I heard the sound of something breaking distinctly in my ears. I crumpled to the floor in pain, while weeding silently as I heard them accept each other. I feel like something in me has broken, something very connected to me.