Azari Black Panther Mga Nobela at Kwento

She rolled her eyes. “You are being dramatic. Besides, she'd always have her twin brother to protect her from Icky boys. Right, Asher?" She murmured then turned to Zane with wide eyes and he mirrored her expression. “Asher?" He questioned softly. “He's a fortune and blessing to us so yes, Asher… Asher Black" “Asher Daniel Black. That has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" She nodded as she caressed the little baby's head. “And his wolf's name can be Levi. What about her?" Kiara questioned as she turned to the sleeping baby in Zane's arms.

Someone who sees in the darkest hours, surpassing human speed and possessing abilities far beyond our understanding. As I make my way down the dimly lit basement, the sound of Kai's footsteps echoes behind me. Each step seems to resonate through the corridor as I flick on every light, illuminating the path before me. Approaching the end of the hallway, a faint growl reaches my ears, causing a knowing smile to dance across my lips. I switch on the final light, casting its rays directly onto my panther. The room is engulfed in an intense aura as the dim glow reveals the majestic black panther before me. Its coat shimmers like polished obsidian, exuding power and grace. The panther's eyes gleam

Todd asks. I look and Kyra isn’t even paying attention to them. Figures she has probably been around them for years. Kade looks very unimpressed when the huge black panther plops down in his lap. “Nightshade get off me you are too fucking heavy,” Kade tells the beast.

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

I don’t know if it’s the mission itself or knowing Zane is here, but my heart is already racing, my blood heating in my veins. I see the guy who’s supposed to pick me up standing at the edge of the tarmac. Tall, broad, dressed in black, and wearing sunglasses that don’t hide the fact that he’s one of Arkyn’s men. He gives me a short nod before walking over, tossing a black bag my way. “Sorry, Alpha’s orders,” he mutters. “Blindfold goes on. It’s the only way to the Vega pack.”

“Of course I am here… Right when you need me the most. It seems like you are ready…” Azazel was truly a sight to behold, with his chiseled features and striking appearance that seemed to radiate power and danger. His jet-black hair was styled in a messy yet elegant way, falling over his forehead and framing his sharp cheekbones. His tall, muscular frame was clad in a black satin robe ornamented with red and gold accents, which only emphasized his rugged, devilishly handsome appearance.

She ran, she ran faster and harder that she even thought possible, her paws pounded into the dirt with such ferocity that she feared it would register as seismic activity, guided by her preternatural vision and animalistic speed she darted through the great woods, north towards the Elana River, hoping, praying that the text message she sent before leaving the compound had been received, if it hadn't then she would surely be dead by sunrise. Her hind legs began to ache, miles of forest behind her but still miles to go, driven by the need to survive the black panther forced on, she could not hear anyone following but that didn't mean they weren't coming, her father would send the elite Enforce

She hates the nickname, and yet this time, she only whimpers. In the middle of this, I am brought back to reality when I hear a twig snap. My head turns to the source. Another wolf, a huge black wolf but… It doesn’t seem to be very accustomed to walking. It looks funny, strange… weird and then… “Aysel…” ~~~~ [Present] The raspy note makes me yelp. We stand up and back away. I know for a fact that this alpha is Azriel because of the golden rings around his black pupils. I look at him warily nonetheless.

Master Zeke named her Tasha. Finally, there was Serena. She was twenty-seven and the only female Werepanther in the complex. Master Zeke kept her collared at all times and during her heat, he moved her to another complex. He would eventually breed her, but for now, he was making a large sum of money off of her ability to heal fast. She, like the rest of us shifters, was used by the more abusive clients regularly. His pet name for her was Jade since she had the deepest green eyes which conflicted with her black fur and deep brown rosettes.