Black Angle Novels & Stories

I was so happy that even though he was trying to choke me I passed him a genuine smile His anger aggravated on seeing my smile and he increased the pressure on my neck making it diificult for me to breathe While doing this my head fell back and the hood covering my eyes came down. He looked into my eyes and suddenly his grip on my neck loosened I knew he would recognise my eyes My eyes were the rarest Not because they were puple or green or grey But because they were pure black They were so black that you couldn't distinguish between my orbs and iris As black as the night with dark moon lunar phase

Meanwhile somewhere far away from the traffic jam, There's a lady standing on the roof top of a 9 storey building, checking on Badmus with binoculars and a 200M military grade sniper with a long range laser optic scopes on it. The lady's name is Elizabeth who goes by the code name of {Black Ace ♠️} , She's also a member of the Prime X force and just like Diamond and the others, she was tasked with the order to take out Badmus. But unlike her team mates, Black ace was different in every way.

"once you pour even a little vervain on her she'll react. She'll wince and her blood will start to boil then her eyes will turn either pure black or blood red." "So you don't even know what color a vampire's eyes are?" "No, we know. When a vampire's eyes are pitch black it means they don't feed off of humans, they feed off of animals and they're not that strong. When a vampire's eyes are red that means they're a big threat."

She kissed Ashton on his beautifully carved jawline and Chelsea couldn't help but be pleased with the fact that these two gorgeous people were her best friend and cousin. Ash had fluffy black hair and deep blue eyes that carried on to his form as a werewolf, a smile that could kill off the school's female population and a personality that could make anyone fall in love with him. Olive on the other hand, had straight blonde hair, a heart shaped face, hazel eyes, a smile that lit up any room she walked into and a personality that was sweet, so sweet that Chelsea sometimes wondered in her head if Olive really was that sweet or she was just manipulating everyone around her. Chelsea snapped out o

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... ***

Dimitri repeated. My eyes snapped to his figure. He looked refreshed after I saw him earlier this evening. His hair was styled back, and his slight stubble was gone. He wore a three-piece set suit in a dark grey color with a black dress shirt under it with a matching black tie. It was clear to me that there was a preference for dark colors in this household. Now in front of me and better clothed his beauty became only more prominent. I couldn’t stop staring as I never had seen such a handsome man.

she swore and gestured towards the window which was directly facing the gate from afar. She shifted the curtains away from the window and peeped through the window frame. To her greatest surprise, she saw alpha Ryder convey. Three cars stopped at the gate. However, all three cars were painted black to identify the pack where the cars came from. Since Alpha Ryder's pack name was Black Soul Pack, all their cars were painted dark black. There was no mixture of any color.

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.”

<★★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★★> Damon stood in the dimly lit room, his eyes scanning the remnants of his brother’s life that had been left untouched since the day of his death. The air was heavy with the scent of old wood and dust, a somber reminder of the time that had passed. This room, once vibrant with the energy of his brother, was now a mausoleum, filled with memories too painful to revisit. Damon had avoided this place for so long, unable to face the reality of his brother's absence. But today, something had drawn him in, a need to connect with the person he had lost so tragically.

This was a place of power, of fear, a den where mercy was a forgotten word. Alpha Zane Blackthorn sat on his throne, his lean frame coiled with menace, his amber eyes glinting like a predator’s in the dim light. His shaved head gleamed under the torchlight, the claw-mark tattoos snaking up his arms a stark contrast to his pale skin. He wore a sleeveless black tunic, the fabric stained with blood—some old, some fresh—and his fingers drummed a slow rhythm on the armrest, each tap echoing like a heartbeat in the cavern’s stillness. Around him, his pack lingered, their eyes averted, their postures tense. They knew better than to speak unless spoken to. Zane’s sister, Rhea, stood at his side, her