Black Flash Novels & Stories

A great sacrifice must be paid for favor so great. With that thought in mind, I fought over the pounding in my head, succeeding to open my eyes. The first thing to come in sight was the mop of blond hair, lying beside me, her bare back exposed to me, half covered by the light sheet. I stared at the deep red lines that run down her fair skin, images of last night flashing in my mind. Anger, pain…that was all I could see.

Indeed, the Black Being of Darkness had never foreseen, such a shocker. He almost appeared delirious, as he laughed carelessly. However, in his state of reverie, and one-too-many-excite, he let his guard down. And the Bloody Red Humanoid Figure—'red man', wasn't willing to let him go unpunished. Whoosh Without uttering a single word, the Bloody Red Humanoid Figure flashed forwards. PRA–––AAH! The sound crashed, as the thunder clattered in complicity. In a period, more than a hundred times faster than the blink of an eye, the Bloody Red Humanoid Figure, started his attempt to hack at the head of the Black Being.

[Apple] A flash of blue, blinding light enters the room, making everything disappear as my stunned eyes lose the ability to see. And for one, terrifying moment, time seems to stand still until it stops, only to rush forward as if making up for the missing moments in a rush of movement and terror.

It's Eliza's corpse. Everything around me goes black, a suffocating darkness that obscures even the lifeless body I'm holding. The darkness is soon pierced by flashes of white, only to fade back to black almost immediately. The cycle repeats—flashing again three seconds later, then again. I spot someone in the distance. With every flash, the figure grows closer.

Although the person's face was blurry, his physique was evident. “Did you dump me?” She asked her voice above whispers. Arthur was now confused. “What?” “I just had a memory flash and I saw myself crying and it seemed as if I was dumped, rejected or betrayed,” she explained. “A memory flash? What does that mean?” Arthur asked. “It means when I remember something from the past. Sometimes it comes with a sharp pain while sometimes it doesn't,” she explained and he nodded. He got up and walked to his closet, picking out something and got back to his seat. Khloe watched him curiously.

She obediently took out her phone and added Alexander's number to the blacklist. After being blacklisted, Isabella showed her phone to Quinn. "Look, I've been blacklisted. I won't see him again." "Hmm." Quinn looked at Isabella, a subtle glint flashing in his eyes beneath the golden frames. "I forgot something just now and I want to make up for it. Is that okay?" "What's the matter? Do you need my help?" Isabella asked, cluelessly, not knowing what Quinn was referring to. "I particularly need your help," Quinn moved closer to Isabella, a smile playing on his lips as he cradled her head in his hand.

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

Cassian's pov **Flashback** The sounds echo, each one of them louder than the last. My hands tremble as I stare at the door wondering what I should do. I should go help them, I'm a White and a member of B-T-13. We are not afraid of anything, we never back down from a fight. I throw the covers off my body peeking through the peephole. My vision on my left eye is blurring and the pain keeps intensifying each day but I can't say a thing.

Chris started excitedly but paused midway as though he said something he wasn't supposed to say. "What is it?" Zephyr asked with a frown as he sensed Chris's hesitance. "Well, there is a way to make the scars fade" Chris paused again and Zephyr gave him the look that urged him to continue. "You can use your blood" He completed his words and bit his lips nervously while waiting for Zephyr's reaction.

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.