Black Bulls Novels & Stories

They were turning the pages as quickly as possible to find any reference to this creature until they found a page titled ‘Black Dogs’ It had drawings to the creatures in it and when shown to Rory he would yelp in disbelief, the look on the page was so detailed. The book read: Black Dogs are a sign of great problems to come, they only act at the behest of hell and the one that summoned them. Black Dogs are giant hounds bred on the lower levels of Hades, they reach 46” in height, and with big and athletic builds, their teeth are large and sharp and always in display, and their tails are long and thick as workers' rope. Their eyes are red and orange like a flame as if their spirits were flamed

said a black skeleton. "Do you think your time is more important than mine? I'm not sitting idle at home, waiting to hold a meeting for fun! Of course, this matter is of great urgency. In fact, I would say that we need to inform the Monster Emperors about it, as well. I can only do that if all ten of us consider this matter important!" Said the Bull king, referred to as old Tiger. He had the head of a black tiger and a humanoid body just like the bull king. His body was covered in black fur.

The other was for the physicians to use when a contestant was brutally injured, if not dead. And the third was where the wild bull came out from. I shifted a bit, my eyes wide. The bull was huffing and puffing, its steps slow, but its paws were as large as its massive outline. As large as it was dangerous too. His horns were curled once in a circle before they peeked out, and he seemed to move with his head lowered. No doubt that the horns would be used to gnaw the careless. I didn't even realise that beads of sweat had appeared on my forehead, nor did I realise that I suddenly felt too exhausted to join these rounds.

Chapter 4 Cole pov “Marlowe happened.” I already knew that. News spread through Blackthorn faster than wildfire, especially when humiliation was involved. I had been at the hockey field when a few guys suddenly stopped practice just to stare at their phones, laughing under their breaths like they had discovered free entertainment. The video had already reached the academy group chat before I even stepped into the building. Marlowe dragging the new scholarship girl by the hair. Students recording instead of helping.

The bastard fights for fun and gets paid to do it, which probably says more about him than anything else could. I climb through the ropes and tighten my gloves while he takes his time opposite me. King and Hunter stay outside the ring, both deciding they want front-row seats to whatever terrible decision comes next. Saint rolls his shoulders, tests his gloves and looks at me with the expression of someone about to deliberately make himself punchable. The bastard isn't trying to beat me. Not really. He's trying to piss me off enough that anger becomes easier to deal with than everything underneath it. If there's one thing the psychopathic son of a bitch excels at besides lying through that pr

Mama has short red hair, which is why I think my hair has more of a red tint to it then mom's. I have two moms, who love me with all their heart. Mama helps the alpha a lot, and mom works in the daycare. Alpha is actually really cool, unlike his brother and nephew. Our Alpha is working on making it safer for our LGBTQ members of the pack. It's hard when hundreds disobey, and attack us personally or physically. Alpha has started an LGBTQ club, which I actually go to. It's for all ages, so the mated wolves, and my moms go, and it's actually really nice.

“I thought you didn’t believe in love is blind.” “I don’t know. Your best friend is dating an ex-mafia member. Well, he’s still a mafia with the blood of the most dangerous Italian mafia in history.” I swallowed, staring at him. “But he will take care of Piper, or I will cut his balls off and feed them to the Piranha.” “Piranhas don’t eat humans. They eat dead animals.” “They eat human parts. They’re carnivores,” I bantered. “Yes. They’re carnivores.”

it is said to be that the bulls are colour blind so they ran after the red colour. The black angry bull with two large horns was so angry and aggressive that it came right after the cloth. Christian showed him the red cloth and then hid it, showed it again and then hid it. Amelia was now calm as she saw him treating the bull well. She was cheering for him as she showed her handkerchief to him. "Christian!" she said in a thrilling voice. "Baby, how do you like the surprise?" he shouted from the bullring while doing his work and she replied, "Focus there."

Even his feet seemed like someone cut them apart. Her eyes were no longer asking to see anything. The scenes horrified her soul. Anna started panicking when she heard a noise coming from behind the door. A black cat came out from there, and under the soles of those fellows, he made a cross sign using their own blood. She couldn't even utter a word, as if someone stole her voice away. Tears were flowing from her eyes like heavy rainfall. She silently watched everything, how the cat used his sharp claws to peel their skin off, and they had no power to scream.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.