Black Cat Energy Woman Novels & Stories

" Her eyes turned dark and red as the whole evil rogues fell to the ground. She removed all the dark energy from their body and sucked it into herself. It was a tiring and stressful process since she hasn't mastered how to use her powers. "All hail the alpha. “they all shouted with a loud howl. "All hail the alpha. “the roared louder Everybody hail the new Alpha female, and silently mourned the death of their beloved Alpha and mate. "Young Alpha what should we call you." "Call me, Alpha Black."

The black-haired geezer laughed. "Drea Garad might be right that our signature technique isn't all that strong. But even if we can't win against you, that doesn't mean you're some unstoppable elite… Hell, you're a small fry compared to her!" "Is that so?" Frank chuckled, watching as the woman approached. She noticed Frank too, but instead of attacking, she tilted her head and studied him. "I guess we're kindred!" Frank could see that the woman's energy signature resembled that of the spiritron vein and most definitely came from another meteorite.

A dark, swirling energy began to gather in her palms, its sinister glow lighting up her tear-streaked face. I tried to shield my child by putting my arms on my stomach in a protective stance but Daimon’s monsters pinned my arms down, their grip like iron shackles. I glared at the terrified woman, trying to plead with her through my eyes, but it was no use. The woman’s trembling hands glowed with a swirling black energy, her voice rising in a haunting chant that sent chills through the chamber. The black light surged from the woman’s hands toward my stomach. A searing pain shot through my body as the dark energy made contact, and I groaned, my head falling back in anguish. Every fiber of me w

“Don’t speak ill of the goddess, Valeria. Do you want to be stricken with madness?” “I agree with her.” My eyes narrowed as I peered at the figure in front of me through the darkness. She had blonde hair was clad in a black attire. I couldn’t make out the color of her eyes, but I could bet they were black. Sniffing the air quietly, I realized she wasn’t a werewolf. This woman was a griffin—a werewolf’s greatest enemy. “Get out of my path, thief.” I growled at her, hoping my aura would frighten her, but she remained calm. Weird.

“We may have a problem.” I narrow my eyes. “Care to elaborate?” My instincts scream that this problem somehow involves Sapphire. Lucifer hesitates, his gaze locking on Katia and Selene. A silent exchange passes between them before the sisters’ breaths hitch in unison. Finally, Lucifer speaks. “The two wolves Bob brought in yesterday… they’re more than wolves. And the woman with the babies? She’s a chaotic mess of hidden supernatural energy—accidentally turned into a Lycan. Her babies, too.”

I turned back to the woman stalking me, looking for a weakness. Use your powers to manipulate her, fight without contact, Ria hammered in my head. She twirled a black dagger in her hand, licking the blade with her black tongue before hurling it at me. I snatched it mid-air and flung it back. She dodged exactly as expected and in that opening, I released a burst of energy. It struck her, forcing her back a few steps. But she didn’t even stagger. Her eyes lifted to mine again as she advanced.

enunciated each words with a gritted teeth, increasing her energy all the more. In the three women, Katrina, Bloom, Emily. Katrina is heartless. Bloom is very dangerous. Emily is the meanest. These dark side of theirs are triggered when you harm their love ones, that is when you can experience their full fury of anger... When Katrina finished with them, she went back to the bodies at the entrance of the basement, using her energy once more they turned to black Ash. The next instant Katrina flew midair away from scene, into the sky as she directed herself back to country B.

But it was her face that made Amora’s blood turn to solid ice. The woman’s eyes were completely black. There were no whites, no irises, and no pupils. They were just two hollow, bottomless pools of living, swirling ink. Black, smoky tendrils drifted from her fingernails, twisting around her wrists like tiny, living serpents. She was no longer a human. She was no longer a wolf. Duncan looked up from the floor, his voice a broken, horrified whisper that echoed through the silent ballroom. "Katherine..."

No matter what I did, it would vanish from my hands; the energy only lasted for about fifteen seconds. "That's alright. Overall, you're showing promise. Now that you know how to activate it, it’s more likely you'll be able to use it properly." She smiled, admitting her admiration. "You know, you’re truly impressive. This is the first time I've seen a werewolf who can manifest energy without using their 'wolf form'." She picked up a rock from the ground and showed it to me. A moment later, her eyes began to change, and black energy radiated from her body.

Her hair was black like a moonless night, falling in waves down her back. Her eyes were darker still, empty and void-like, as though looking into them meant staring into an abyss that stared back with hungry interest. Everything about her screamed wrong. Forbidden. Utterly dreadful in a way that made Eva's instincts scream warnings. Dark energy swirled around the woman in visible tendrils, shadows that seemed to have consciousness and malice. The air around her warped and decayed. Even the flames nearby flickered and dimmed in her presence, as though afraid to burn too brightly near such darkness.