Wrath Black Dagger Brotherhood Novels & Stories

I feel his warm breath fanning me, making me heat up even more. His lips have barely grazed mine as a loud growly tears me out of my trance. Cayden seems unfazed by the threatening roar as I look at him but looks just deadly annoyed. Turning my head to the origin of the sound, I find one of my brothers clenching his fist with his chest heaving. “What the fuck, Blackwood!” He shouts, his wolf fighting for dominance. Cayden straightens his spine unimpressed, while I panic. And what stupid timing, idiot!

“Drake thinks he can order me around in my own damn territory?” I tore the letter in half, then ripped it again until the scraps floated to the ground like dirty snow. “You can tell your master there is no Silver wolf here,” I growled. “And even if there were, this is my pack. Not his. You’ve got no right to set foot past this line.” The man’s face darkened. Another of Drake’s men stepped forward, sword half‑drawn. “Watch your tongue, Blackwood, or we’ll—” I didn’t let him finish. I drew my dagger in one smooth motion, lunged, and slit his throat. His eyes widened in shock, blood pouring down his armor.

She stuck her tongue out at Sage. In return, Sage thumbed her boob and Raphael grimaced while a wince escaped from Lucas's lips. It was not every day they witnessed girls pinching each other's boobs in a catfight. "How many times I have to tell you in one night that stop pinching my nipples. They are freaking sensitive. Oh God! My nipple hurts, I didn't even get my paycheck yet and now I'm going to land my ass in jail. I shouldn't have agreed to a night out with you. I never thought that I would say this in my life! I would have listened to Maddy's advice." Sage groaned the last part.

'' ''What if during that time you are in pain or something? ''Fuck Sky, I would be in a lot of pain. Some werewolves even die because they tried to resist. Resisting would be like tearing your insides apart but all that doesn't matter. You matter....'' ''Promise me Sky '' ''......I - I promise '' He sighed in relief. ''Good''

They are not completely a werewolf either. "They are the child of a werewolf and a witch." The blonde whispered, eyes widening in surprise. "And not just any werewolf and witch - an Alpha male and a covenant leader." Dagmar leaned back in her seat, studying the young she-wolf. "So, where did you hear about them from?"

Standing before me were three men who looked carved from midnight and storm. Seven feet of lethal grace. Shoulders that could block out the moon. Black hair dripping rain. Eyes burning—amber fire, molten gold, liquid silver. Muscles shifting beneath tight black shirts, tattoos writhing like living shadows across necks and arms. The Drakvolk brothers. Lycan Alpha and Dragon kings. Rulers of the most feared and powerful Pack in existence. What the hell were they doing in a place like this? And why did my body suddenly feel like it was on fire for them?

ThenLucien’s voice echoed inside her mind. “Black blood… the final seal. Once it awakens, you will no longer be human.” She screamed, fighting to hold on but it was too late. Her eyes flared crimson. Fangs emerged. Power surged through her body like a storm. The air twisted. Blood erupted from the ground, writhing like living shadows. Marcus stared in horror. “Dear God… what is this?” Dr. Alaric’s smile widened. “The Black Blood, the hybrid lineage of Lilith and Draven. At last, it awakens.”

They grinned with too many teeth and the forest recoiled. Heat flared as Wrath stormed onto the field, scorching the grass to ash. Blackened armor hugged a colossal frame, glowing cracks bleeding light through the plates. Chains wrapped their arms, spitting sparks with every movement. Their cloak was torn and dark with old blood. Wrath was a storm in a body.

"Your mouth is right… my wolf does not deserve a single ounce of mercy. This is my exact fate, my terrible luck under the moon." "Master Blackwood, who the hell is Derek Hale?!" Gerard demands through tightly gritted teeth, his fury turning into absolute desperation. "Stop crying on the floor and explain it to my ears! He cannot possibly be that important to the territory!" Herman’s expression grows completely lifeless as a heavy sigh leaves his chest. "Since even Master Hale has acknowledged the ultimate truth, my mouth might as well tell your ignorant soul, you complete fool. His wolf is not just important—even the most powerful Supreme Alphas of the grand councils would drop their knees t