Black Female Sci Fi Author Novels & Stories

“WE HAVE TO LEAVE!” The ground cracked. Black liquid poured through the fractures. Subject One stared at it. “That doesn't look good.” The liquid climbed upward. Against gravity. It formed a figure. Female. Tall. Featureless. The barefoot girl fell to her knees. “No…” The black figure turned toward her. Then toward Architect Zero. Then Mother Zero appeared spontaneously beside them. Her body flickered. She looked at the black figure. “UNKNOWN ENTITY.” Architect Zero shook his head. “No, Mother.”

"We deal with one crisis at a time. Right now, we need to understand what my mother left us." We returned to the war room and spread Elara's journals across the table. The handwriting was elegant, precise, each word chosen with care. I opened the first journal and began to read aloud. "I am Elara Blackwood, formerly of the Northern Reaches Pack, now Queen of the Lycan territories. I write this in secret because the truth I carry could destroy my family or save the world. I do not yet know which." Asher leaned over my shoulder, his breath warm against my neck. The bond hummed between us as we read his mother's words together.

” I said in a nonchalant attitude. "You mean the alpha's meeting. No offense but what will you be doing there. “he said and I could read the curiosity in his eyes. "I am an alpha so I will be part of the meeting, this is my first time attending the meeting.” I said the truth. "Wow, you are a female alpha that's so cool. Wait a minute are you Alpha Black the only female Alpha ever known , the one who killed thousands of rogues using magic at the age of twelve."

“She has the gift of sight.” At this, the beautiful woman, Lilandra lifts her eye patch for all to see and I have to bite my lip from gasping aloud. Her entire eyeball is black, like the abyss. As much as I try to look away, I cannot help but stare. Her black eye has the pull of a black hole, the grip of the primordial seed that gave birth to the universe and power emanates from it. It is terrifying as it is beautiful. From far away, I hear Hunter speak and I quickly tear my gaze away. This woman, this Lilandra is no ordinary Gamma. She is a witch.

Their deadly looks are only outdone by the deadly Neron weapons they point at the two of us. But there in the middle is a woman. Her eyes are full of wonder and fear, but she’s trying very hard to mask both right now. She’s petite, average height. She has soft, curly brown hair, and warm brown eyes. Her cheekbones are sharp and her hands small and delicate. But I know the power behind her voice. “Valen Nero, Nova Ainsley,” she says, stepping forward. “I’m Arden Black.”

“It’s never over.” She turned toward the shattered archway where dawn spilled into the snow. “But it’s our turn to write what comes next.” Zevran fell into step beside her, their hands brushing once—no claim, no confession, just alignment. Behind them, the Court whispered. Ahead of them, the mountains waited. And beneath them, far below, the heart of the world dreamed of a Black Moon rising—and the woman who might finally teach it mercy.

Bryan, who is handling the gears from the driver's seat, studies the alpha's reflection through the rearview mirror, his mind burning with an intense curiosity about our connection. What kind of female was that? She actually possessed the strange power to make the freezing Alpha Blackthorne laugh like a completely love-struck fool in the middle of a parking lot. Oh Goddess, it is rare, incredibly rare for his beast to show that face. “Alpha Blackthorne, is that specific style of female your inner wolf's preferred target?” Bryan asks, unable to choke back his curiosity any longer. It was completely true that the female designer possessed a face more beautiful than any flower in the valley, bu

I choose Better. Melissa S. Vice is an American author of erotica, fantasy and paranormal romance novels. Vice was born in Duluth, GA a proud Libra in the fall of October. She is the author of Oblivion, the fantasy romance novel and book one of her Tales of Incipion series, and the highly anticipated werewolf novel, Beneath the Blood Moon. An avid reader, she was introduced to her first taste of whimsical love, Wishes by Jude Deveraux, and has expanded her shelves since those tender years of youth and blissful ignorance. Her enjoyment for video games and books inspire unlimited worlds of adventure and everlasting love to rival those that had come before.

Chapter Thirty-Eight – What scout? Rihanna’s POV That was close. We had just been ambushed by more Red Moon warriors when I felt the energy of four powerful wolfs. I wanted to shift and get ready to handle it but two of the four's energy felt very familiar. Jonah’s and the Beta’s. It was at that point I remembered Camilla told me the Alpha of Black Rose was paying Your Silver a visit. It was expedient I dodge and make Dara tell a horrendous lie.