Vishous Black Dagger Brotherhood Novels & Stories

"And pompous. The absolute last thing I need is to marry someone arrogant and narcissistic and controlling and pretentious and" "Sera." "Toxic. Unhinged. Dominant in the most insufferable possible way and" "Sera." He cuts off my rant with a laugh before it can reach full momentum. "Don't judge before you've met them. Dorian and his brothers are actually decent once you get past the exterior. For a group of murderous criminals." A casual shrug. "That is a genuine compliment, from me." Dorian Alessio Valenti. Heir to the Valenti Syndicate.

Adhira came behind Rajesh and looked at Raghav. Adhira, "Who are you? And why have you come here at this time?" Rajesh: "Are you aware who we are?" Raghav, "I'm Raghav, Vishal's father. I know that you two are hunters. I'm also aware that Vishal had promised you that he would find and bring that vampire who killed Tanya. He found out, but unfortunately failed to bring her to you. The vampires interfered. That's why I came here."

Eva cut in dismissively. No thanks. Nothing. And Damon frowned, his gaze deeming those crossed arms and that barricading stance unnecessary. But then, he quickly brushed it off and turned to me. “I missed a few details,” he lowered his voice and leaned closer, “Alpha Black was stabbed. A silver dagger.” My time stopped. My mind went blank. The noise cut to silence and my body went numb. And then, Eva’s cries snapped me back. “What the fuck are you doing? What’s Hunter Black trying again? Get away from her!”

Clara Voss, the chosen, the perfect, the one who would secure the alliance with the Silverfang Pack and ensure the north remained unbreakable. Across from them lounged the man who had ridden in at dusk with a retinue of twenty black furred wolves and not a single smile: Damien Blackwood, heir to Silverfang. He was everything the rumors promised and more. Tall enough that even seated he seemed to dominate the space, shoulders broad beneath dark leather armor edged in wolf pelt, hair the color of raven wings falling loose past his collar. His face was sharp angles and shadowed hollows, beautiful in the way a storm is beautiful before it destroys. And his eyes... storm gray, cold as the glacier

They’re not just rogues—they’re cursed, twisted by the same shadow beast that hunts my bloodline. Kai shifts first, his transformation seamless and terrifying—bones cracking, fur exploding in silver-tipped black, Atlas emerging massive and unstoppable. He lunges, meeting the lead rogue mid-air, jaws clashing in a thunderous impact. Dax follows and he immediately protects Kael’s side, her own shift fluid and lethal, Veyra a sleek chestnut blur with deadly precision.

Caspian says, taking a place at the other table end. “We’re all here now Athena, spill it.” Tilara says, her voice thoroughly annoyed. “I mindread Caspian’s uncle Henri, and I got the information directly from his thoughts. He is working with the Shaded Brotherhood along with blood witches and exiled dragons. The vampires who attacked the pack last night were not vampires, but people they had used blood magic and poison on.” “When did you mindread my uncle, Athena?” Caspian asks, and Athena gives him a look.

I say taking a sip of my water His surprise showed on his face, "No?" He asks "Death!" I shouted for my mate In the snap of a finger, he was standing beside me, "Mhm?" He looks at me "Can you like get your friend away from me please, this is harassment," I sigh taking another sip of my water "Ares," Death addresses the guy tiredly "How did she do that?" He asks Death "Well she's a Goddess and she already found her mate, so your magic doesn't work on her," Death tells him

I nod at uncle Fen. “No matter, you are coming with me, slave. I will enjoy making you submit again and again in my bed,” He says and I chuckle. Before I swipe his face with my claws, ripping his eye from his head. He screams and covers his face as blood gushes from his missing eye and the marks down his face. “I Alpha Dahlia Blackwood of the Venom Fang pack, hereby declare myself rogue. Peace out bitches.” “Dahlia NO!” my family and friends all scream. I turn and run, ignoring the shouts of them all.

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

Vireya's POV When we reached the center hall, the High Witch of Iskareth stood waiting, her black robes flowing like liquid shadow. Her eyes widened the moment they landed on me. “We have scores to settle,” I said, lifting my chin, “but if we don’t fight the demon who stole your Heartstones, he’ll come for your lives next.” Her jaw tightened, but she didn’t speak. Zevarion stepped forward. “We’re gathering allies. This isn’t just our fight, it’s the world’s. We need all of us. Even you.”