Black Kryptonite Novels & Stories

It might have been polished obsidian except for the way it seemed to eat the torchlight, creating a perfect sphere of absolute darkness. "Beautiful, isn't it?" Serena's voice held reverence. "Older than the Light itself. A fragment of the primordial void, given form and purpose." Kaelen approached slowly. With each step, the temperature dropped further. His breath came out in clouds. His joints stiffened. The stone pulled at him; not physically but in ways that made his remaining soul ache. "What do I do?" "Take it. Hold it. Survive it." Serena had stopped at the cavern's edge, unwilling or unable to come closer. "Let it judge your worth. Feed it your pain, your hatred, your absolute commitm

As Dominick stood over the broken remains of the Obsidian Stone, anxiousness filled the meadow. The black energy surging with an unrestrained intensity has caused the once-powerful relic to rip apart. The earth shook under him, and the earth itself appeared to vibrate with a profound, unearthly pulsation. Now that it was free, the artifact started to emit energy waves that caused everything around to become unstable. A black storm of magic threatened to devour all in its path as it crackled in the air.

The black ring around the moon shattered, scattering like stardust across the sky. The New Equilibrium I fell backward onto the frozen grass, my breath coming in ragged gasps. My hair, once white, now had streaks of absolute, light-absorbing black. The diamonds at my throat had turned to clear, ordinary glass. Kaelen was there in an instant, pulling me into his arms. He was weeping—the Butcher of the Blackwood, crying over the woman who had dared to negotiate with the end of the world. "You're alive," he choked out. "You're still here."

It swirled faster, then shot a beam of black lightning directly into Jack's chest. Jack flew backward, landing hard on the stone bridge. Smoke rose from his chest. Grog ran forward and picked him up. "Alpha! You okay?" Jack opened his eyes. They were no longer just glowing violet. They were black, with tiny stars swirling in them. He sat up. He looked at his hand. The black veins were gone. Instead, his entire left arm was now solid, smooth obsidian, pulsing with purple light. "I'm not just okay," Jack said, his voice echoing with a strange, metallic reverb. "I'm the detonator."

To betrayal masked as loyalty. “How can it be stopped?” I asked. Krager hesitated. “Tell me,” I insisted. “It can only be weakened by Black Powder,” he said finally. “This can only be formed by Wolf and DarkBreed. Moon and shadow. The very thing your world refuses to allow.” A bitter laugh escaped me. “You’re asking for the impossible.” “I am stating the inevitable,” he replied. I turned away, pressing a hand to my chest as though I could still the ache there. “Even if I believed you, no pack would follow me. I am already walking a knife’s edge.”

The corrupted relic began to screech, a high pitched, horrible noise that sounded like metal grinding against glass. The dark purple veins on the rock tried to fight back, but my white light was too pure, too strong, and entirely unstoppable. With a deafening boom, the white light slammed right into the center of the relic. The black stone shattered completely. It did not just break into pieces. It exploded into a million tiny grains of harmless black dust, dissolving into the freezing air like soot. The greasy, heavy pressure that had been choking the stadium vanished in a single heartbeat. The air became clean, crisp, and fresh again.

"Kenji, give us proof. Something only Voss would know. A detail." He thought fast. "She carries a black crystal pendant. Stolen from my family's vault. Uses it to suppress shifts in prisoners. My father can't transform while he wears the chain she locked on him. That's why I need muscle like you two. Brute force won't cut it alone." Avery whistled low. "Black crystal. Heard rumors. Okay, that's new. Damien, thoughts?" "Risky as hell," I replied. "But if Voss is gunning for you anyway, better we hit first. Prince, how many men does she have? Timelines?"

The base of the entire necklace was made from solid white gold that had been treated to turn completely pitch black, like charcoal or burnt wood. This dark metal represented the past, the pain, and the destruction that the syndicate had faced. But climbing right up out of the black metal were dozens of tiny, hand-carved silver vines that held the most incredible gemstones. The main stones were giant, flawless emeralds that were a bright, electric green. They looked like fresh, radioactive leaves growing out of the dark soil after a terrible forest fire. The way the bright green emeralds sparkled against the matte black metal was incredibly powerful and fast-paced. It told a story of a queen

Jeez. We stopped at a bay near the mall, the cool breeze blowing, so I hugged myself. He put his jacket on my shoulders, and I muttered my thanks, to which he responded with a smile. “I bought you this, that’s why,” he said, and I looked at him, seeing him take out a small box from his pocket. I couldn’t help but smile. It was a gold bracelet with different kinds of flowers, but what caught my attention was the green centerpiece. “This is kryptonite, Superman hates it. It makes him weak, he couldn’t do anything.” I didn’t understand why he was telling me this; I already knew.

I explained and turned to them with eyes filled with anger. “Wh-What other power does the Black Stone possess, Alpha?” Gemini asked with a clenched fist. I looked at them all, then spat out, “The power of the Moon! As long as he absorbs the power in the Stone, he can become a Lycan!” “A Lycan?!” They echoed with shock written clearly on their faces. “The-Then Alpha, what do you want the Black stone for? Is it still for that purpose or…?” Killy asked with gritted teeth and red eyes as he fixed his eyes on me.