Black Barty Novels & Stories

My telephone rang and I quickly brought it up to my ear. "Secretary Carter of Black's corporation here, what can I do for you?" I asked in my professional voice. "Hi secretary Carter, is Dylan still in his office? He wasn't answering his phone calls." The voice said. I stood up immediately when I recognized whom the voice belongs to. "I'm sorry Mrs Black, forgive my manners." I said instantly. "Mr. Black is still inside his office." From what I knew, Dylan is Mrs Black's most prized treasure in this world. Mr Black died almost immediately after he was born and he was the only son. The only treasure the BLACKS had.

Third Person's POV It is another day and just like yesterday, all of them are waiting for the police to call. But not like what they did last time, they are now doing several things instead just sitting on the couch and staring at the to and wait for it to ring. They made themselves busy but their ears are all lending on the telephone. "Miss Fatima, what's this?" Sarah asked while showing the black box that she found inside the cabinet. "Oh," Miss Fatima reacted and then walks towards Sarah. She takes a closer look to the black box that Sarah is holding. She smiles widely.

But he can't think of something! 'Maybe something? Like fighting just like in the games?' He thought. Just like in the data shown. A full-grown Macrobat! "Haha! You're flattering me." Butt is happy when he "the idiot" was this amazed! "Since your this kind and thoughtful. I wouldn't mind showing off to you." The bat flapped his wing! 'So wide!' 'Browny black red and this wide!' Of course, this time Luis Park felt unhappy! He badly wanted to escape this cave so far!

“Cars are ready. The meeting’s still on for eleven.” “Good.” Barry cut the call. He wasn’t the type to waste words. Outside, his black SUV was already waiting. Two of his men stood by it, alert and silent, dressed like shadows. Barry slid into the back seat and leaned back, eyes narrowed slightly as they drove through the gates.

Barbie didn't know why but her mind immediately went to Kingsley and Leviathan. "A basketball game is happening between the black squad and the blue eagles , I heard from some students that the black squad are really good at gaming while the blue eagles aren't that great but people are expecting them to do better since they have a new leader they said his name is Kingsley he is a new student like us " Celine explained and Barbie quick started staring at Basketball pitch. A whistle was blown and the two team stepped out Mark was part of the black squad he was there leader so he was at the front.

Priceless masterpieces Bart had sourced from around the world lined the walls along the corridor. At the end of the corridor, two bodyguards stood guard outside a bulletproof door. Sean was only allowed to enter alone after being searched. Bart was only in his 30s or 40s but was already infamous in Southeast Aciana. He had a vendetta against Wayne—Bart's father used to be the kingpin of Southeast Aciana, but Wayne had killed him and destroyed everything.

"You’re a long way from the champagne." "Took a detour," Bailey wheezed, a red bubble popping on his lips. "Jane... she doesn't like competition. Got me in the ribs. I gave her one back, though." "Where is it?" Lina crouched, her feet numb against the freezing tar. "The ledger. Tell me I didn't climb sixty floors for a corpse." Bailey let out a wet, rattling laugh. "Always the romantic. Here." He dragged a shock-proof drive from under the duct and slid it through the puddles. It stopped at her feet. "The whole city. On a plastic brick."

Bart sat alone in the classy bar, completely speechless and frozen like he had been asked to make a choice between life and death. After thinking for an awfully long time,Bart took out his phone and called Katelyn. "Hey" *Hi Barry* "I told you i didn't like being called Barry" He let out a brief laugh filled with bitterness. *Ok ok I'll stop. What's up?, you aren't the type to call late at night* ".... Katelyn" *Yeah, what's up?* He took in a deep breath before he spoke. "Let's stop hanging out."

“But now… the laws of the supernatural world are unraveling. The treaties between species are cracking. And the humans—they are no longer afraid to strike first.” I swallowed, biscuit crumbs stuck to my fingers. “Well, that explains a lot. Like why Black Fang’s been so desperate lately. They’re not just cultists—they’re middlemen.” Barbie tilted her head. “Middlemen?” “Yeah,” I said. “They catch, they sell, they smuggle. Someone like you would be a goldmine.” Her wings drooped faintly, and for the first time she didn’t look like a glitter bomb. She looked… tired. Ancient.

Did I forget to mention that Jake is a giant? Okay that's a bit of an exaggeration but he is at least six four. I'm sure the leather jacket over the tank with the tattoos on his neck and some of the ones on his chest peeping through added to the visage of a badass. People just automatically got out of the way and pretty soon we were in the cool night air. His grip on my hand was tight and sure and gave me strength. I don't know what was coming next but I knew this time I was going to fight. "Let's go baby we'll take my bike and come back for your car later." He pulled me over to this monstrosity of black and chrome. I'm not an expert but I do believe it's what people in the know might call a