All Black Symbiote Novels & Stories

He was the leader of the pack, but in front of me, right now, he looked like a child. I opened my mouth. I didn't howl. I roared. The sound was so loud it knocked the High Priest off his feet. It shattered the glass windows of the palace nearby. The sound of a legend. The sound of Alpha Double. The sound of an impossible breed. My eyes shifted. And I looked at Black. He was still holding Debbie. But he was shaking. He looked at me, and for the first time in his life, he knew he was nothing. I took a step toward him. The ground cracked under my weight. As much as the me inside wanted to destroy every soul here, I wanted to get away. I didn't want more.

Samel’s great black wolf is dragging an already unconscious black robed man, and behind them is another monstrosity like the bald-headed man that instantly stopped its movements at feeling the arrival of the captain that is the carrier of the true body of the parasitic black marks. Samel also saw Jared and General Markus, and he instantly stopped his steps after throwing the limp and unconscious Venom to the top of the pile of cave debris. Jared visibly relaxed at feeling the familiar aura of Samel from the great black wolf. The strong aura emanating from the huge black wolf is a clear reassurance that the fight with the two monstrosity won’t end with their side being heavily injured with Sa

" He held out his hands. Christine glanced at me and I nodded. We grabbed his hands and he pulled us through the crowd. He ignored the complaints sent his way as he bumped through bodies, while I gave swift apologies. We arrived at what seemed to be the scene of attraction and my eyebrows lifted in puzzlement. There was a large Jeep parked right in front of the office. In front of it were two groups. Alpha Xavier and the Elders on one side. On the other side, I saw a man dressed in a strange black attire which matched the colour of the vehicle. His olive skin reflected the light of the slowly setting sun and his grey eyes showed worry towards the Alpha. "That's the panther king of the east."

As the black rain continued to fall, the sense of tension in the room lingered and never dissipated, a constant reminder of the unpredictable nature of the world they now inhabited. In Brandon's mind, as he hugged his lover, a certain memory from his past life came into his mind. He remembered that when it all started, there was indeed a black rain pouring over the whole country. Those who got weak in just an hour all had a fever. Some of them died and became mindless creatures, and some of them obtained abilities. Those who haven't managed before the end of the world or right after the end of the world, this is the chance for them to have the ability.

He looked as though he had seen a ghost. He couldn't even form a full sentence. The entire Black Sun squad had been wiped out. They were all top-tier operatives enhanced through experiments—far beyond ordinary fighters. They were on a completely different level, and yet they were all dead. Were the three members of the Stanton family really that impossible to kill? Zeke was stunned. More than that, he was completely baffled. The shock was overwhelming. If the call hadn't come directly from the upper ranks of the organization, he would never have believed it.

“Way stronger than any rogue I’d faced before.” “I know,” I whispered, barely able to catch my breath. “It’s like they weren’t even…wolves anymore.” That was when I looked down. The blood on my hands—it wasn’t red. It wasn’t the crimson I was used to, the kind that came with wounds and wars and too many years of violence. No, this was black. Thick. Oily. Like tar. Like rot. I blinked, thinking maybe I was seeing things wrong, but then I saw it on Nolan too. On Ava’s face. On Liam’s claws. On Shane and Jade. All of us. Covered in that black, putrid mess.

[Obsidian Veins] The smell of scorched flesh and ozone was so thick I could taste it on the back of my tongue. I looked down at the surgical tray, where a jagged, bloody mess of bone and muscle had been replaced by a gleaming, predatory limb of dark obsidian and silver-tech. Dante hadn't just survived the surgery; he had sacrificed the last of his human warmth to become something I could no longer recognize.

The Black Hollow Alpha sensed it instantly too. Ronan’s unstable energy changed. Not weaker. Worse. The synchronization had crossed another threshold. Silver-black energy exploded outward from Ronan violently enough to obliterate the remaining corridor entirely. Stone walls collapsed around him while ancient Lunar symbols ignited across his skin like burning fractures. The Black Hollow Alpha immediately stepped backward. For the first time— He looked genuinely alarmed. “Impossible…” Ronan slowly lifted his head. His silver-black eyes no longer looked entirely human. The synchronization was consuming him. Far across the sanctuary, wolves suddenly stopped moving as overwhelming pressure spread

Damn it, Alpha Garson infected his own soldiers with parasite mutations, too! One elite commander leaps down and lands directly in front of me. His armor is drenched in black blood, his face pale with swollen veins bulging along his neck. Thick black spider veins spread across his face.

However, from the million pieces of the shattered Black Water Continent, a fog of black energy congregated into a human shape of a black man. It was the Black Being of darkness. He was still alive, he was breathing heavily, and his face had become pale. He had integrated with the world again, to avoid the trident before. Unlike the first time, however, his body remained ephemeral for a longer time. "Haha! You're already dead now." The Bloody Red Humanoid figure chimed in. He waved his hands as he started walking closer to the paper-like figure of the Black Being. This time, since the world had been destroyed, they were standing in outer space.