Novel & Cerita Black Chain Novel

"Becca!" A voice, low, deep but soft, called. I closed my eyes even tighter not wanting to wake up from my dream where I was the queen of the dark, sitting on a black acrylic royal chair with a gold wood finish. Every morning I woke up, I would walk to the mausoleum connected to my palace by an underground tunnel, clanking my heeled boots along the cobblestone tiles as I checked on my prisoners. Each cell had someone who had crossed my line one way or another. It wasn't until I walked to the end where two cells were separated from the rest. The cells that were labeled hostes, latin meaning worst enemies and mortem below hostes, meaning death. Behind the old rusty bars of one of the cells was

Zaphrina grunted. Married to a stripper [blackbook1] is completed.

[This... is not the end. Not when there’s still a story aching to be told. These next chapters belong to Grace Blackwood. Who has been there since the beginning. To the one unloved... To the one unseen... To the broken... To the Unwanted Grace... ...This is her story.] Chapter 77: Disgust The room was filled with smoke and the low murmur of voices as men in sharp suits and gold watches discussed matters that decided the fate of cities. Deals were being made. Alliances were being tested. The underworld never slept, and tonight was no different.

Her voluminous hair was styled in an elaborate twist on the crown of her head, which drew attention to the flawlessness of her features and the swan-like curve of her neck. It was accentuated by the platinum chain she wore, which hung a delicately drafted locket in the center of which was a diamond. The locket was suspended from the chain. She was clad in a black dress that was uncomplicated in style but exquisitely constructed. The dress had short sleeves and a square neckline that was cut low, exposing the delicate curve of her high, firm breasts.

It seems they had also caught on the depth of what the mysterious woman had said. I set my eyes on my mate afterwards only to find her famous blank mask back on her face. My mind was running faster than it usually did and I couldn’t help but feel as if this new lady knew exactly what she was saying. But then I couldn’t be so sure because like my mate, she also had the same blank mask on her face with her eyes dead cold. Taking a deep breath, I asked as calmly as I could. “Who are you?” “Well now that you ask, my name is Kiara Khorne. Cousin to Chaos. That’s as much as you deserve to know. And oh, I’m also the mate of your beta” she answered coldly

Liam noticed the drooling eyes all over him and walked straight to Chelsea. "Who is this beautiful princess?" He asked for her hand and placed a kiss on it. Chelsea swallowed, the man was the perfect specimen for the men she was always reading about in her Romantic books. And according to Sarah, he was the ugly brother. She smiled, admiring his beautiful gray eyes. Sarah was obviously blinded by the crush she had on the cripple and could not see the beauty in front of her.

It felt good to laugh again, even if it hurt my head. We settled on her couch, and I told her everything. The files. The ciphers. The names. The things no one was ever supposed to see. “I’ve unlocked so much, Raina,” I said, sliding the notepad across the table. “Detailed records of meetings. Blackmail lists. Offshore accounts. All connected to the Order.” Her eyes widened as she skimmed through the pages. “You’re kidding…” “And that’s not all,” I continued, my voice dropping. “There’s something called the Black Book, a hidden digital ledger. It documents every transaction, every cover-up, every crime. And it’s tied directly to Mr. Everhart.”

Ia menatap Kuda Hitam. "Baik." "Kini ceritakan." "Apa yang membuatmu akhirnya datang mencariku?" Kuda Hitam meletakkan cangkir tehnya. Ia menghela napas pelan. "Ayla telah membangunkan Gerbang Pertama." Tatapan Shizuka langsung berubah. Kesepuluh ekornya yang tadi bergerak santai mendadak berhenti. "Sudah terbuka?"