Author Black Novels & Stories

Holding a baby with a black birthmark on his forehead at the edge of the cliff. "I saw it..." Black tears were flowing through her angelic face. "I saw.. it...this child." She pointed a black dagger made up of her blood to her son's face. "Rean! put my son down!!" A sudden thunder has struck the woman, lighting up the whole place. Kepler grins. His son was growing way too far from his grip. The other team has lightened up the torch with the red smoke, Alkhun lighted up the torch with black smoke...

And there he stood. A tall, broad-shouldered man with long, jet-black hair that fell down his back like ink, his eyes a brilliant stormy gray that crackled with untamed power. He wore a floor-length black robe made of something that shimmered like woven smoke, a garment that felt alive. There was a presence about him—something ancient, something unearthly. “Finally,” he said, his voice low and smooth, like a melody soaked in danger. “We meet, Serena.” Serena shot up from her seat, her eyes narrowing. “Who the hell are you?”

Not that he wanted to see his face or was excited for the class but simply cause he wanted to get out of class already and the only way he could was after taking the class for the morning. More students walked in through the door, Alex’s eyes following every single one of them and for each one that walked in and turned out to not be the professor, he let out a groan. After a couple more students walked in, the professor finally stepped in and Alex finally let out a sound of relief. The feeling of relief barely lasted a minute though as right behind the professor as he walked in was a student. A student that wasn’t supposed to be there or anywhere nearby. He was in a black leather jacket, unz

Like she had never seen anything like that before. Well, that makes two of us cause I've never seen a vampire or heard that they exist until recently. If my parents come to tell me it's all a joke I won't be mad, I'll be relieved. But I highly doubt that they're joking. They're dead ass serious. "Hey." I'm back on planet earth. I look to my left and a guy with black hair who's wearing all black is standing close to me. I saw him talking to Chloe. "Hi," I say simply.

He showed her no compassion and that's when the young woman felt that her cause was truly lost. For a moment, the young woman could hardly breathe. No! Not now... she said to herself. Not now... She began to make the hundred steps under the vigilant eye of the man. She was choking... She had more and more difficulty to breathe and in a last look of pity towards the man, she felt herself losing her balance... She closed her eyes and fainted. Before closing her eyes, she had time to see the face of the stranger who had caught her in time... Black hole... ***

It's not black, but a cream white that boosts his complexion. I am so fucked.

Gritting her teeth, Layla refused. "You stubborn girl, why are you so obstinate!" Cheryl jabbed Layla's forehead forcefully, frustration evident in her voice. She continued to persuade Layla, "Do you know that Anthony was good friends with Mr. Black when he was abroad? You know who Mr. Black is, don't you? He's the world's richest person! "It seems like Mr. Black is currently in Skye City too. Anthony told me he's back in the country because he's starting a close collaboration with Mr. Black!"

Kristen said, grabbing her hair. "Wait a sec, don't tell me it's Daniel, because he's the only one who could do that and go free" Nancy said. "Who else if not that bastard?" Kristen semi yelled angrily. "Ugh, that guy is crossing his boundaries" Abigail said tapping her feet on the ground. Paula could only look at the people she called friends. Such mentally sick people.

“Hi readers! Since this story has a large cast, I’m sharing the character sketch to make sure you enjoy the journey without any confusion.” Soren Rafael Blackthorn or Rafael Blackthorn Age 25, a hybrid king. King of the entire supernatural world and possesses the power of the earth. Rafael also knows how to read others’ minds. He can show memories to others and even erase people’s memories. Teleporting and making people sleep are his other specialties. He is the head of the THREE ASSASSIN BLACKTHORNS. Rafael is the mate of Saraya.

he asks. “Yup.” “Then forget it.” “No?” He stares at me like I just reprogrammed his brain with HTML code. “Why didn’t that work?” he mutters. I shrug. “Maybe I’m stubborn.” “That wasn’t stubborn.” His voice returns to normal. “Humans can’t resist alpha command.” “Well,” I say, “Congratulations, I just did.” For a moment he looks almost thrown. Damon Black…yes, the Damon Black, leader of the most feared biker gang, everyone is scared of, actually looks confused.