Black Lightning Anissa Novels & Stories

Something in her had snapped thanks to her injury, and I feared that whatever was happening to her would happen to Fallon as well. "Oh, it looks like you’ve gotten a second wind," Mateo laughs, watching Anika with an amused expression. "But do you really think just because you finally let your darkness out, I will be afraid?" "You should," Anika giggles, raising her hands so that swirling black orbs can begin to form on them. Cursing, I move forward as my need to stop Anika’s darkness from fully taking over begins to grow, but before I can get to her, a wave of power explodes around me, sending me crashing backwards until I find myself standing in the real world once more.

I don't want to use too much energy, anything to stay under the radar. 'I'm with you baby' I whisper to Armina, 'You are not alone baby, I promise you' almost growling out loud when Grace lifts her night gown. How dare this woman touch her after doing this to us. "She's crowning Cassandra; I can see the head" Cassandra looks up from where she is standing; her eyes glazing over as they turn red. "SPIRITUS" she yells; Leon and Serena both drop the ground, both of them screaming in pain as a blinding light comes from the ground, blue and red mixing together in violent sparks of power.

Ashen whispered, “the others will become real too. All of us. We’ll walk freely. We’ll make choices. We’ll change things.” Liora gasped. “The realm isn’t ready.” Ashen raised the page, The blank began to bleed words. Names. Powers. Fates. “It doesn’t matter,” she said. “We’ve waited long enough.” The eyeless man stepped forward. “The old rules are dead.” The assassin twins drew their mirrored daggers. “Now we write ourselves.” Ashen held out the page again. “Name me, Liora.” The ink swirled, words rising into the air like smoke, Light-Breaker, Silence-Thief, Queen-Before-Her-Time, End-Daughter. “No,” Liora whispered. “No, no ”

"What did you mean when you said you couldn't go through what happened again? What did you do?" "I almost killed my sister", Anastasia said suddenly. Serena gasped and moved back a few steps. "What?",she whispered. "Yes! In my rage, angered and heartbroken over the death of Kaleb, I couldn't control myself. I struck her heart with lightening. Dark lightening". "What's that?",Serena asked. "It is something that comes from the darkness",Anastasia explained. "It kills whatever it touches. You see, the darkness uses you for its own benefit. Like it has a mind of its own. And after using you, it consumes you".

I sighed again. “WHAT?!” Ayla nervously asked me. “Exactly what my reaction too. JD is explaining to them everything about Dark Knight. Be ready to have cousins on our agents.” I seriously told Ayla. “Oh no…” she muttered and shook her head. I hug her again. Things just got complicated. I knew that something bad may happen. And it did. I sighed again. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 3RD PERSON Cupid is munching chips as he tries to hack the electric fence of Black Dragon’s place. Atlas is just lying down beside him.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“Kitten, where were you this night?” Ilyria could not think of a convincing enough lie so she settled for the truth. “I met the Lightning Bird,” she said, “His name is Astrapi.” She found herself grinning as she recalled the flight, Astrapi’s arms, the tent of his wings. But when she emerged from the memory, Thassa and Madame Skia both were staring at her in horror. “You cannot have doings with a Lightning Bird, Kitten,” she said, “Do you know what terrible deeds he must have done to have been condemned so.”

Her fair body, satiny skin, glowing blue eyes, long shiny blonde hair and full breasts sent shivers to my core. How could I be so stupid as to ditch her? Moreover, she was not only beautiful, but kind hearted. I had always felt some peace being in her company. She had been so kind to me and I had lost her love. I shouldn’t have let her go. I could have never imagined that Ashina would be gifted with such a powerful wolf. Unlike the other females, her wolf was black and silver, showing her strength as well as its purity. Esther would stand no chance in front of Ashina if there was a confrontation.

I laced it with pink light, tying to stich the tissue you back together. I turned to Isabell. She shrieked with rage as she soared at me. Her darkness melted into a sword. The dark blade grew huge. It seemed to suck in the light as I stared at it. It looked familiar. Memories flooded my brain. This was the sword Kira had liberated. This was the Night Sword. And now Isabell had it.

Yesterday, after everything happened—after I watched my closest friend choke and convulse right before my eyes. Our pack healer mentioned something about eyes as dark as Anita’s. This happens when a wolf receives blessings from the moon, like healing or enhanced vision, and then abuses those gifts for evil. To harm instead of heal. Daisy, our skilled healer, told me that Anita had abused her powers so much that it changed her. Her eyes grew darker, reflecting the depths of her soul. When she died, the moon would not hold any special significance for her.