Black Haze Manga Novels & Stories

“I saw the lights of your motorcycle on the road, but then... the sound of the engine faded and I heard a howl. It wasn’t a common wolf howl. It was a scream.” Dante closed his eyes for a second, and Helena noticed that the skin on his neck was marked by reddish scratches that climbed toward his jaw. The heat radiating from him was oppressive, even in that damp, cold environment. When he opened his eyes, the amber was there, pulsing discreetly beneath the brown, like lightning before a storm. “There are battles being fought in this territory that you shouldn’t understand,” he stated, his voice trembling slightly with contained tension. “If you want to survive in Blackwater, you need to stop

I pulled at his black aura. I sucked all his magic from him. I took every last ounce. His face went slack with pleasure. I didn't look down. I didn't want to see what it did to him. But I was merciless. I took it all. I took every last ounce of the black aura, but I didn't stop. I didn't want to. I wanted all of it. I wanted to make sure he never hurt another person again. He couldn't have any power left. Never again.

“Ssss!” “You have guts I give you that but I think that you should just settle down if you want to save your pretty hands from burning. No man would want to marry a commoner with burnt hands.” Listening to this I got so angry that I picked him up a claw made out of mana and pressed him hard against the tree but this time I didn’t let him go and closer to him. “Are your hands not burning? It must be hurting you quite a lot” said the boy but got quiet suddenly after taking a look at Mizuki. Her eyes were bright red as if she was hungry for blood. Kanzaki saw his own death reflecting in her eyes.

I knew Jarith well enough to know he didn't like to share, and I was quite certain he would rather keep all the dark power to himself… Haizea raised her hands, the Moon Tear shining beneath her curled fingers. She chanted something under her breath, and chills rushed down my spine. An odd power entered the room, making it hard to breathe. Something resembling a dark smoke coiled around Haizea's hands. Her chants became louder…

he replied calmly, “you’re not allowed to be my martyr.” Fucking man! – I could have said. Maybe it even did leave my mouth, but I was exhausted. Right before my vision went black, I saw something. A mist. Thin and oily and dark, curling like smoke out of Muzan’s body. I didn’t know what it meant, but I’d never seen anything like it before. The last thing I heard was Edric screaming my name. I had no idea how long I was out, but when I opened my eyes, my lids felt like they were stuck together, even if it was for a split second.

‎(ﾉಥ益ಥ)ﾉ ┻━┻ “Blackie, what’s happening?!” Hiding behind a table, smothered in Levi’s chest, Noah couldn’t see the situation at all. The glimpses he’d managed to steal provided him with no useful information; the steam and smoke spreading through the air made it difficult to distinguish anything.

Green and black swirl together like living smoke. He looks almost otherworldly and unrecognizable. Well, I didn’t see him for many years so that counts. Ezra. His expression remains calm despite the chaos surrounding him. He slowly raises one hand. "Enough." Bronze lets out another agonized howl. Ezra's glowing eyes brighten. Black mist pours from them. Bronze's body begins shaking violently. Green smoke pours out of his body until he collapses. The remaining shadow wolves scatter into the trees as though terrified. Ezra lowers his hand. The strange glow fades from his eyes until they're completely black once more.

Hirayaksa felt very upset. He got up and stood back up. With such rapid self-regeneration, he recovered his body torn apart by Arya Santanu's sword slash very quickly. Hirayaksa instantly turned her gray skin into as hard as black metal. At this moment, her entire body was pitch black. The black metal sword she held in her left hand emitted a puff of black smoke right at the tip of the sword. Both of Hirayaksa's eyes also turned dark red. All over her body, puffs of black smoke could be seen billowing thinly from between her skin.

D Fox The story Nathan talks about when he explains his tattoos is Sakura Gari (The Hunt for Cherry Blossoms) by the brilliant Yuu Watase. He was the character I was most hesitant about when writing, just because Nathan is the ‘misunderstood’ one; the one even I couldn’t always understand.

“Go without me. The next volume of the Purple Dawn manga finally came out and it even has a handwritten signature from Hoshino Nozomi herself. I have to read it.” “I can’t believe that you’re my brother.” Ryosuke said and sighs. “Fine but you better be done by the time I come back.” Ryosuke then left while Cai Kang went inside to read. He is a complete nerd when it comes to this kind of stuff. Purple Dawn is his favorite because it has an interesting plot, romance and development. It’s not popular but it is quite an amusing read. Due to his short attention span, he finds the pictures satisfying enough to understand the story. He was taught to not like things considered feminine or unnecessar