Black Belly Novels & Stories

Black as midnight. A phantom.

He noticed that, even though Black Water Town was not a big town, there were countless shops along the way, and the streets were packed with people. Once they reached the most bustling street, Lillian ordered the others to return to their hostel for some rest while she headed to the black market to sell the inner cores and skin they had harvested from the Black Sand Pythons which they had kept with care during their hunt. The Black Sand Pythons' skin is a one-of-a-kind item that could be turned into luxurious leather goods that would be extremely valuable in the market. Darryl's interest immediately peeked at the mention of a black market. "I want to go too," he said with a smile.

Dimas deftly pulled Shella and me behind the root of the most enormous tree nearby. Then bent down and tried to stay still. Moments later, the beast horde literally flew past us. As the name implies, this Black Vampire Bat was completely black in color, from its feather, wings, eyes, to the nail. In this darkness, we could only see the vague figure and sounds of the fluttering wings.

Their master had clearly started feeling threatened—and honestly, who wouldn’t be when it came to Belle? On the other hand, Belle hurried toward the large mirror in her room to inspect herself—and immediately groaned in horror. Several faint but unmistakable hickies decorated her neck and collarbone, made even more obvious by the v-neck baby tee she was wearing. “Ethan DelValle…” she grumbled irritably while pulling her hair aside to inspect the marks more closely. She quickly rummaged through her drawer for the concealer she had used the last time Ethan got overly affectionate.

"My hands are itching to mark him. I need to bleed someone before I lose my head." Gideon caught his arm, a firm, grounding grip. "You think he’s the third? For real?" "I don't think. I know." Kan’s eyes flashed a toxic, glowing green. "We’ll bring him home. And when we do, we won't be gentle. He’s built for it. He’s a Blackwell ghost, a shadow of the Nash Rebellion. He can take everything we give." Kan walked out the door, the hunt already singing in his veins.

I knew what she was getting at, but I was still unsure if I was willing to do more than just watch. The nerves were still there, in the form of him. Three more lingerie sets were waiting for me to try on. All of them spread out on top of the marble island, there was a red one, a black one, and a blue one. Normally, I would gravitate to the red one as the striking color spoke for me in ways I couldn't, but I found myself skipping right over it, onto the black one. Sighing, I didn't like this one either. Although a lingerie set in black is always a staple, it was also

The Belly of the Beast ​POV: General Vesh (Elara Vance) ​Stepping into the Black Cathedral was like walking directly down the throat of a massive, dead beast. ​There were no torches, no windows, and no light of any kind, but the darkness wasn't blind. The jagged obsidian walls pulsed with a sickly, faint crimson luminescence, like blood pumping through diseased veins. The architecture defied physics—massive, curved arches resembling the ribs of a leviathan stretched high above our heads, dripping with a thick, black condensation that smelled like rusted iron and rotting meat.

“You think this is over? You’ve only broken the lock. The thing beneath the Black Moon stirs, child. And it remembers your name.” Kaelira’s blood ran cold. “No,” she whispered. “The Echo was the last of it. I destroyed it.” “You destroyed its shell,” Varyn said. “But its heart — the true Black Moon — was never in this world to begin with. It’s waiting. And it’s calling you home.” Zevran stepped forward. “Then we’ll burn your god a second time.” Varyn’s expression softened, almost pitying. “You can’t fight the storm, boy. You can only drown in it.”

All of it was visible to me, and it was just as real as me. Its black slit pupils enclosed by striking gold irises were looking directly into my eyes. I moved my gaze up and down its body, trying to make sense of what was before me. Its appearance differed from the ones trapped in the mirror. Attached to its bald head were two distinct goat-like horns. And a long tail hung from its bottom. The shape of his body was in between a human and an otherworldly being, leaning more towards the former. Its skin was vantablack: the darkest shade of black.

the Black Being smiled bitterly to himself. "But you'll have to kill me first before you can be so sure!" he raged suddenly. The next moment he bit into his flesh and spat out blood that became a bubble that enclosed the Bloody Red Humanoid figure. then he stepped backward attempting to flee. "No–no–no–no! What is this? Am I so weak that I can't teleport!" The black being grumbled. However, In the next moment, the blood bubble weakened enough to reveal it was been continuously swallowed by an open mouth inside the bubble. A moment later the bubble was gone. It had been absorbed by the Bloody Red Humanoid figure.