All Black The Necrosword Novels & Stories

"Then why the hell are you helping them?" Nathan studied the blade in his hand. "Don't you understand? The whole system is broken. Necromancers, witches, even the normals, there isn't any difference between us. It's just a matter of perspective." I stared at him, the power forgotten in my hand. He was mad, but hadn't I thought something similar not too long ago?

She kissed him back, soft, sure, with all the fire of Nyx herself. For a heartbeat, he believed. For a heartbeat, he let hunger devour doubt. And in that moment, her hand slid his sword from its sheath, silent as a shadow. ***** Far from the fortress, cloaked in silence, the true Nyx cut through the night like a blade. Her boots pounded the earth, her cloak snapping behind her, her lungs burning with fire. Ahead, the horizon glowed with torchlight. The Black Keep loomed, its banners black and silver against the moon. Wolves gathered like waves before a storm, drawn to the hall where her father stood ready to seal his dominion.

Nyros staggered, finally bleeding from a deep cut across his chest, his smoke cloak fraying and falling away. He snarled, more beast than man, and summoned a final spear of pure void—black and deadly. He hurled it at her. Veyra raised the sword—and the spear shattered against it, pieces of darkness falling like ash. She saw it then—the flicker of doubt in Nyros's eyes. The realization that he could lose. That he would lose. With a roar that shook the battlefield to its core, Veyra leapt, bringing the blade down in an arc of pure light.

He hit John very hard on the back, pulling him away from his girl, who hugged him tightly, pulling at her with a trembling heart. Aaron, Jack, come quickly, talk to his beta and his brother Then he looked at the frightened Renee, "Come on, Black." He muttered, his eyes turning immediately to the color of his wolf "black." His face, neck, and even his hands were filled with fearsome veins, black veins Lucas began to read the spells in front of him quickly and nervously Zain sensed him who raised his hand He pointed at Lucas, muttering a few words, and then the book fell out of Lucas' hand

By the time it was ready to attack, Yusuf and Lukas were already aiming at it and its surprised companions. The sound of their rifles firing echoed throughout the alley. Mounds of sand fell to the ground and vaporized to thin air. The Black Entity was neutralized, now they could move on. They came across an intersection. The eastern street was lit up in sporadic explosions while the western street was illuminated by strobing gunfire. Both routes are dangerous, but the road ahead was under guard by a group of black furred Aswangs. Lukas never understood the meaning behind the colors of their fur but he made a mental note to ask the pathologists later about it, assuming that he survives this.

Lazily as if all those worried faces were not directed to him, Nicklaus removed his sword too. But unlike Noah’s deadly sword, Nicklaus sword was just the normal sword. It looked weak compared to Noah’s and just one blow and it will break into pieces. The two sword were world apart and this busted ego and hope in Nephus soldiers.

The pain was different, it hurts so deep. It was at that point I felt happy that I disobeyed my father. I raised my sword up and headed to cut off the heads of the enemies, I wanted all of them to the ground, dead. The Lunar Dominion Pack has been at War with the Crimson fang Empire and it has been a blood bath ever since the war started. It was gossipped that the curse of death was upon our pack and we will keep fighting until we are all dead. " Are you okay, Princess?" My father's soldier rushed to me.

Usually, I’m good at going from being myself to being the cold-hearted assassin everyone knows and fears, but this entire Grigoras mess has made me deviate from my normal routine in more ways than one and let’s be honest, Alec has definitely messed with my head and my vagina, though one I enjoyed more than the other. Right now I need to take the last few weeks and lock them away in the back of my mind and focus on being Blackheart. From the moment I step off this plane, I will be cold, emotionless, fearless, and capable of anything. Death is my bitch and she’s not coming for me this year.

"We have Alpha Neon of the Tiger clan with us, seeking justice for his father's death. According to Caroline's testimony and corroborating evidence, Alpha Kai of Blackmoon was proven innocent, and Gordon has been identified as the guilty party who killed Alpha Nesser." "Are we not still lacking the evidence necessary to convict Gordon?" Alpha Nathan of the West challenges Council Head Ather. "I recall Caroline mentioning that it was Alpha Francis who plotted to kill Alpha Nesser with his beta, but without any solid evidence to substantiate that claim." Ather nods in agreement.

Then, I turned around. I saw him standing with a deadpan and impassive expression on his face in the periphery, out of my cloak, and a few meters away. I had a glance-over with the beast, his face unreadable, fire cracks on his face were that of neon crimson fire, his eyes extraterrestrial grey. It looked like he was trying to dig a hole in my head with his gaze. I lost my focus for a second. This caused the ebbing of the strength of my cloak, and that was enough for Marcellus to use it to penetrate my protective field with necromancy. My lilac shield started to break and crack under the force of his black magic. The swirling dust of his necromancy mixed with neon blue electric zaps encircle