Black Flash Novels & Stories

Flash Step happened to be the movement technique favored and trained to perfection by the Tenth Elder of Ye Sect, the youngest Nascent Divinity Realm cultivator, who was known for his swift footwork and lightning-quick attacks, thus the reason for his nickname of ‘Sword Flash’. Of course, as his nephew, Ye Hua had also heavily trained in this movement technique. However, although he appeared to be more sociable than his uncle, he was no sword maniac. He was no upright man as well. For as long as he could remember, he had done many things that he knew his young uncle would frown upon. Adding his own understanding of the Dao, it was more appropriate to call Ye Hua’s version of the Flash Step t

Fluid was rapidly pooling beneath Belle's feet and running down her legs. For one long, stunned moment—Neither Ethan nor Park moved. Both men simply stared. Completely frozen. ****😳😳****

MARCO The flashbang was still working its magic as I stumbled forward, my vision blurry and my ears ringing like an alarm clock from hell. But there was no time to wait for things to settle. The moment the light hit, I felt the chaos erupt behind me—grunts, shouts, the clatter of boots on the floor.

And that was all I needed. I grabbed her chin, gently, but firmly. Forcing her to look at me. And when our eyes locked, I saw it again. That flicker. That soft, haunted thing that had no business being in her eyes now. That used to be just for me. I shouldn’t have touched her. I Shouldn’t have even wanted her right now. But I do want her. So I let my thumb drag across her bottom lip causing her to gasp. And just like that, I was hard.

Without any preamble, he asked me, "I've agreed to help you get your revenge on him." His words took me by surprise, and my mouth hung open in shock. What was he even talking about? I had come to him because I was out of money and my name had been dragged through the mud by Yvonne. Finding a job to support myself was going to be tough, so I took a chance on him, figuring he would not hurt me since he did not like Eric either. Had I ever said I wanted to get back at Eric? No way. He saw my puzzled face and chuckled. "Don't worry about it," he said with a smile, "Think of me as a volunteer."

My lashes flutter, vision unfocused, but I tilt my head up just slightly. Blue eyes. Frantic. Angry.. Grayson. My lips part to say something, anything—but the world tips sideways. Then fades to black.

But as I tear them away to see what the new threat could be, the ice-blue lightning vanishes to leave orange afterimages dancing over my retinas. As the images die, I look up to the source of the lightning. Click! The camera light flickers. It flickers again, then winks out. And the darkness is complete. Darkness falls.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the newcomer was just a large black dog. "A black dog?" Noah sneered and raised his fist. However, the Watts were taken aback when they saw the black dog. Zak was the first one to come around to his senses as he shouted, "Noah, stop!" He tried to grab Noah, but he was too late. Noah hit the black dog hard, but it just stood there and looked down at him with disdain. All of a sudden, his attack disappeared, and he froze in mid-air, looking confused. Before he could do anything, a blue light flashed again on the white spot on the black dog's forehead, and Noah's body was sent flying away.

In the blink of an eye, the black flash snatched away the fireworks that were nearly lit by Bai An's last remaining energy. 'I won't let you send this distress signal!'

This night would be no different. He had been vigilant since stepping into the shack, his focus razor-sharp, ready for any hint of danger. However, as he moved to leave, nothing had seemed amiss—until that final moment. In a heartbeat, Quinby felt a shiver of premonition. Without a second's hesitation, he exploded into action, his fist launching with the force of a wildfire, targeting an unseen threat at his back. The Old Mystic Flash was a fundamental move of his martial art, swift and devastating. It was a strike that could shatter steel, aimed at the lower defenses of an adversary.