Black Angle Novels & Stories

The next moment, boom. The darkness completely crumbled and enveloped into itself to vanish totally. Whoosh A bloody red humanoid figure appeared. The Bloody Red Humanoid Figure was standing still, face-off, with the Black Being Of Darkness. "Uh? What is this? How come?" The black being had been so impressed by what happened to his dark-light —Which was a manifestation of his presence, that he didn't even notice, the presence of the Bloody Red Humanoid Figure. "Uh! So it's you! You're the one who expelled my black light." Taken aback, the Black Being, remarked.

Alpha Emerald Black "Alpha black, are we going to do nothing and watch bunch of asshole destroy our allies why we do nothing in return. “Ethan said in disappointment as he scratched the beard. He those that a lot when he feels irritated about something. I don't know why he was being so dramatic, he should be happy it wasn't our pack that is been destroyed, and harmed.

Eyes so illusory and mystical I find myself questioning if he is real or not. "Sorry," I mutter, retreating a few steps in a mixture of awe and fear. Shadowy wisps of dark hair scatter across his sun kissed forehead, almost covering those deceptive eyes. I am not sure if it is the lights, or my eyes, but his obsidian black hair seems to have a tint a similar violet colour to his eyes. But only a trace. I expect him to turn around again, bothered by my existence, especially since he was occupied with woman exceptionally more beautiful than me. Although, when I glanced around him, they had vanished.

" the doctor said, fidgety. "No, doctor.." she shook her head but her face said it all. It became dull and pale. "Are you sure? Let me ask Mr Black.." he said and dialled a number on his phone while she knitted her brows in confusion. Mr Black? Who is he and why the hell is he asking him to insert a blood bag into her? Is he with Van Dough? Thinking of this made Amelia seriously worried.. her ocean blue eyes were bulged out in fear.. as if she was in a trance.

The word 'them' was almost whispered conspiratorially as if he was afraid that someone would hear them. "Them?" Xavier echoed and it was then that Erica finally started seeing the familiar blackish-brown auras around the two Elders. She swallowed back her nervousness as she tried to remember what each aura or mixture of them meant. "A black aura, which is highly rare entails dark energy. You should know that a black aura is acquired when a person has lowered himself to such low levels of treachery and vicious deeds that there is no way back, no redemption. And brown follows black, denoting selfish motives and selfish nature of that person." Elias' words came back to her, loud and clear.

He said it in an extremely serious tone. "O-kay Dad!" I said but inside my mind, I already said a few cusses. I knew what Dad is going to say and I can no longer reason a way out of it. *** Black's POV "Black I'm so dead! I can't escape anymore!!!!!" Mich complained. She is here in my room this early morning just to complain. "What happened?" I asked confusedly because I haven't heard any explanation since she came in, she just rants and voices out how her life is doomed.

I answered. “Now, go to the parking behind the apartment nearest to the Han River. Get inside my car. I can automatically open it for you. Just inform me when you get there. Enter on the driver’s side. Then get the clothes under the backseat. Change there. Then call me again. Understand?” Black Dragon explained to me. Even though I hate being commanded, I have to obey him. I knew I already failed on this mission. “Got it.” I cautiously said. “Oh, and remember, keep your eyes open to men having a tattoo on their right back hand. Two swords forming an X.” he finished and I remembered the balloons’ design.

I linked my arm through his and pulled, well tried to pull, him further down the aisle away from my whistling boss. "Why are you running from him?" Angie asked as he followed along my tug at his arm. "I just don't want to talk to him, okay? He's a creep," I whispered. Angie looked back behind him at Mr. Kline. "Hmm... Yes." I stopped. "What? What did you just do?" I tried to peek around Angie's huge form to see if the manager was still standing. "I just read his aura. It's very black." "That could mean anything. He could just be unhappy about his job." I continued down the aisle away from Mr. Kline.

Such mentally sick people. Kristen was about talking when Daniel entered the training ground, and everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted him. Most of the female mobsters drooled at the sight of him. Wearing a sleeveless shirt and black leather pants, he was smoking hot. His exposed biceps weren't helping matters, as they added to his sexily fit body, making the females have wild thoughts. Kristen rolled her eyes. Daniel saw it but choose to ignore her. He had better things to do than calling the brat to order.

He took a good look at her, watching her heavy black hair move with the wind “What do you want?” “Your help.” He giggled “To hell with you.” “I know about Vivian” Brows raised, he smirked “Took you so long, I wonder why. So what is this, blackmail?” “No, just a trade. I think I've proved to you long enough that I can keep your secret, I just want something in return.” “You're a white wolf, you don't have a say at Blue Villa. You will only be setting yourself up.” She nodded “If that's what you think, I think you better kill me whenever you have another chance to.” She began walking away.