Black House Novels & Stories

They pulled into the Blackwood mansion, and as Ama stepped out of the car, she noticed Liam waiting for her by the door. He offered a reassuring smile as he escorted her inside, while Chadwick quietly made his way in a different direction. As Ama stepped inside, she felt a wave of unfamiliarity wash over her. The grand decorations from the previous night had disappeared, replaced by a stark, empty hall. The tables, chairs, and stage were all gone, leaving just a vast and plain space that felt overwhelmingly bare.

I grabbed the handle and tried to open it, but it seemed locked. The sound reverberated in our ears for a long time. A musty, dank order sneaked into my nose. Weeds of dark leafy were clinging on the roof, due to which any person would faint. The house's walls showed black decay with various names written on them with red ink or blood. Stains of original paint indicated the house's prior affluence. The fresh blood of humans covered the corners of the doors with tiny black spiders thread towards their loot. It reflected a royal yet haunted image as if Kings and queens lived here for centuries.

Just like a Presidential Convoy on earth but on a smaller scale. Black House has a similar look to a White House, but with a fantasy twist to it, it was a modern Castle. Instead of a light pole, we got a hovering Magic lamp all over the place, though it's not as high and large as Royal Palace, it was as Grand and Magnificent than any royal palace in Fantasma.

Seeing Jaxon and Mia looking like they glue each other, Rey glared at Gavin who looked innocently at everyone. “Blacky is not wrong, he just wants to play. You know already, he likes women,” said Gavin which made all the men there snort in disapproval. “I told you to keep the snake in his cage, Gavin,” Gideon hissed. “Imagine if it was Kalista, she might give birth prematurely.” All the men there shuddered at the thought of Kalista with her big belly climbing a chair and running around the room being chased by Blacky. “Usually Blacky is very sweet,” Gavin defended against his snake which looked at the men around with its round eyes as its body squirmed about to come to its master.

After I returned home from traveling abroad, I found that our housekeeper had sued my husband and me. In court, she cradled her protruding belly and said with heart-wrenching anguish, "Gary and his wife are absolute scum! Under the guise of hiring a housekeeper, they lured me into their home, tied me to a bed, and abused me. "The child I'm carrying is Gary's!" Her mother, meanwhile, was sobbing uncontrollably. "Those two monsters have ruined my daughter's life. They deserve the death penalty!" No sooner had she spoken than a chorus of curses against my husband and me erupted from the gallery. "That scum is utterly brazen. He didn't even show up for the hearing! He must be punished sever

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

Black said in a way to casual way " Don't be scared that guy had it coming to him he stole some merchandise from my son and he just took care of it. Come along I'll introduce you two then you can settle in before dinner." I reluctantly followed Mr. Black inside the house because one I din't want to stay outside as it began pouring rain and the men with the guns scared the shit out of me. So I walked inside and a gasp left me. The house was huge inside the front door opened up in a big living room with a L-shape couch and some arm chairs around the room a huge tv against the white walls. On one side was glass doors that led outside onto a deck.

If it were Baxter, he would be alone, and the longer I look the longer I am convinced that it is two figures and not one alone. There is one part of the land not drenched in silver moonlight. One black scar, scoured into rock. It lies almost central within Blackmarsh lands, to the north-west of the house. All the family have been there at some point, although some only once in their lives. As I watch, the two figures approach that shadowed place, pause, and are then swallowed up by the darkness.

~Samantha~ Black Moon's old residence looked like death had set up a vacation home and decided to stay permanently. Three stories of rotting wood and crumbling stone, windows like empty eye sockets staring at nothing, the whole structure tilted sideways like gravity had given up halfway through. Vines crawled over everything, black, twisted things that didn't look like any plant I'd ever seen. And the smell. God, the smell was like copper mixed with decay. "So this is where they lived." I kept my distance from the entrance. "Cheerful place."

I made sure Laura and Kevin arrived home safely, Aria decided to stay over to provide emotional support, and with the hawk’s eye security around the property: Bullet proof drones that attack as a hive, navy seals, martial artists, even hired brutal ex-convicts— the house was an impregnable fortress, even an ant wouldn't go undetected. After the hacking attempt at the hospital, my instinct flared to code red ever since, because the Blackwoods were unpredictable. Striking when you least expected it, I couldn't take chances. Tommy wanted to follow me down here, but I declined. He knew enough already, and I refused to be an open book, all because I was being a coward and afraid of meeting the Bl