Black Lightning Anissa Novels & Stories

With a swift motion, Wilbur summoned the Magic Dragon Blade into his hand and set his eyes on the dark divine energy linking Aisha to the heavens. Aisha, controlling the black serpent, relentlessly attacked Wilbur. He evaded her strikes while gathering his strength. After just a few seconds, Wilbur swung the Magic Dragon Blade, aiming at the dark divine energy. "No!" Aisha screamed in agony as she saw Wilbur's blade cut through the dark aura. But her cries were in vain. The blade's strike sent a shockwave through space and time, severing the tendril of dark energy. It then dissolved into a black mist and vanished.

Whereas Aztec, sitting on the chair next to her, was staring at her and giving her a, ‘I told you, now take it,’ look. “I didn't think they would attack today and too at Black Panther.” Ashina started defending herself though she didn't really think that they could strike the club today when she took Allison there for the first time. “And I hadn't any idea about the Siren twins…..” Lyceon banged on the table hard before pushing back the chair.

Kicking the wall, I follow after Malcolm. “Remember my queen, every time you disobey me, I will kill another innocent pack member and I know how much you hate that.:” Angrily I hit Malcolm with my fist, and he punches me back breaking my nose. My wolf howls inside of me sad that she cannot protect me from this psychopath. Ashina – While crawling through the vents, playing the conversation my mother and I had earlier. “Ashina, you are marked with a double crown. You are mated? Where is your mate?”

Matthias is all that and more to the Pack and to the Alpha. My father nods and places his finger on the intercom. "Thank you. Please escort her in." A few moments pass in tense silence until Matthias opens the door to the office, Layla trailing behind him with her hands clasped in front of her. He places his hand on her back and guides her in. "Sit." He growls at her and for a split second of weakness, I almost feel kind of bad for the she-wolf. You won't be able to find a single wolf in Blackwater who isn't more than fond of Willie. She is fated to be our next Luna after all, even though she isn't yet aware.

As she did, their auras met:her blinding ancient gold and his freezing icy-blue, blending together into a terrifying beautiful storm of absolute supremacy that dominated every square inch of the volcano. "The Blackwood Legion claims the South," Anna declared, her golden eyes locking onto Vance. "Do anyone among you object?" Silence answered her. Not a single wolf dared to breathe.

Lila's P.O.V The darkness in the crypt was absolute, a suffocating blanket that pressed against my skin like the weight of all the Blackwood secrets buried here. My flashlight beam sliced through it, casting erratic shadows on the stone walls etched with names of ancestors long gone—generations who had fought their own battles against curses and betrayals. Serena's face emerged in the dim light, pale and drawn, her eyes wide with a fear that mirrored my own. The crash from above still echoed in my ears, the tumbling stones sealing the heavy door shut with a finality that made my heart race.

I want to jump up again and reach for it, but instead, Cassian’s comforting touch has me just standing by him, watching the Amulet of Light float up into the sky. It blends in with the mist, enveloping it so it disappears into the beautiful streaks of white and silver. “Look.” Cassian whispers the word in my ear, and I follow his gaze to a dark object floating up in the sky. “Is that—” “Yes,” he says. “It’s Assanan’s Amulet of Darkness.” My breath catches in my throat, and I swallow hard. The source of Assanan’s power drifts up into the vortex, shimmering with a glint of black before disappearing into the swirling clouds.

Anas gave a weak smile to her twin and completely passed out. “You are pathetic!” A beast shouted from behind Ana. “Wh-who and where are you?!” She shouted back. She knew the voice, but she felt anger more than fear. She knew the voice was the beast she desperately held back. “Talking back, huh?” The deep female-like voice echoed in her head as she was surrounded by darkness. “Anastacia,” the voice whispered closer to her ear, and in the pitch black place, Anas swore she could see an even darker form pass right in front of her in the shape of a gigantic wolf.

I could tell it was the energy from the forest… probably followed Anita back here. On the couch, I saw Anita collapsed on it while a woman sat beside her. Her hazel eyes were attractive, but haunting. I needed no soothsayer to tell me she was the Obsidian Claw woman, but then… I did not care about her. At least not yet, not now. “Anita,” I called. She forcefully pushed herself off the chair, a weak smile spreading across her pale face. “Seraphina.” “Put me down.” I slid off Lysander's arms. I took a step.

“Struggling only makes it tighter.” Alina blinked at the silhouette approaching—womanly, graceful, almost ethereal in the dim light. Long hair cascaded over her shoulders like spilled moonlight, and her eyes glowed silver with an unsettling calm. Livia Blackwood. Rhett’s sister. The name hit her like a slap. “You—” Alina choked. “You’re supposed to be dead.” Livia smiled, serene and sharp as a blade. “Most things you hear about me are only half true. Consider this an upgrade.”