Black Lion Novels & Stories

"Ladies and gentlemen, today we present an unprecedented event – a condemned gladiator facing not one but two Naemean lions!" Gasps and whispers reverberated through the spectators. The Naemean lions, renowned for their indomitable strength and impenetrable hides, were a fearsome sight to behold. Their eyes glowed with an ominous intensity as they prowled within the confines of their enclosure, awaiting release.

*Boom* The flesh and blood of the snake rained down from the sky as the Nether Lion roared lazily and resumed its slumber. “You sure are lazy,” a voice was suddenly heard. The lion opened one of its eyes sleepily, and looked at the figure that appeared. But once it saw the person, its eyes snapped open as it roared in excitement. Right in front of the Nether Lion were two people. These people were covered fully in black cloaks that made it difficult for one to see them properly in the dark. Yet the Nether Lion’s impressive night vision allowed it to easily make out their figures. And it seemed to recognize them. It run towards the figure on the left. This person was hunched over and holding

"Ready?" Aurelia nodded and prepared to draw Lion's Fang. She took several deep breaths to relax her jangled nerves. Her eyes never left Zinjo's tail. It wriggled back and forth. His tail raised like a flag, and Zinjo propelled himself forward with the speed of a viper. He roared. Aurelia followed suit and slashed the air after she rolled to her feet. The Bandits froze in fear at the sight of the lions. The armored leader pointed at them, "G-g-guardian lions, Lord Nian does not have them in front of his home."

His wolf was gorgeous once he completely shifted. His pelt was a purist silk black colour just like his father's and he had a beautiful white spot on the top of his head, exactly like Lorenzo did. Apparently, it had something to do with the royal bloodline. Lorenzo howled and our son looked at him. I could swear he was smiling as he howled in answer to his father. Lorenzo took off and Liam followed him. I was right behind them with the rest of the siblings behind me and the pack behind them.

Then he would face the embodiment of terror. With supernatural speed, I darted across the street and dove into the alley between the two buildings. Bastard didn’t know he was dealing with an enforcer from the Volkovs, the notorious werewolf mafia, and my adopted family. Few outside of our pack knew we were actual werewolves and we liked it that way. My claws extended and I raked them down the side of the dumpster. I heard his heart rate speed up, and I smiled. “You stole from the wrong person,” I said, adding a growl at the end.

Lennox stood up and pranced over to his parents, “I’m Leonidas, it means lion strength. He licked his moms and he rubbed his head on both his fathers’ chest. “You are very handsome”, Selene said giggling, she knew Leonidas was going to be a spunky one. He walked over to Lyla and nuzzled her, “Nice to meet you Leo”, Lyla said sweetly, happy to finally meet her brother. Adonis and Ares shifted at the same time, two stunning pure black Lycan’s, streaks of purple on their fur. Their eyes matching their human ones, one purple and one grey. They opened their mind link.

Shyfter ordered. "I may be smaller than you, but I hear everything! Do you remember what happened the last time you challenged me?" Moon smiled wickedly. "I like you, Moon, your my kind of wolf! Big balls, big brain, a ticking time bomb. Ask my brothers here about my temper." Kit clapped Moon on the shoulder. "What my younger ‘brothers’ here don't understand about me, is I am a Son of the Moon. I am one of the oldest wolves in Creation. You, Rex, and Tristan are not much younger than I am." Moon smiled.

After all, the silver light from the silver burst was even more prominent over his wings than his talons. 'According to the tome of bloodlines, the Three-eyed Golden Lion resembles the lineage of Golden Dragon. But it is merely a resemblance. A Three-eyed Golden Lion is a top-class beast on its own. Meanwhile, the variation of this beast, the Three-eyed Silver Lion is fashioned after phoenix, specifically, Seven-Light Phoenix. The wings on my back, despite gaining from Bright Goddess Butterfly, have feathers. Not only that, the quality of the wings increases drastically if used alongside Silver Burst.'

She was so small and delicate, he could break her in two with the flick of a finger. Whenever he held her or touched her, he had to remind himself to be gentle because his firm hold would be brutal for her. He was just so powerful like a tornado and she was like a fresh blooming flower. "Come on, attack me." He mused looking at her as she blinked at him. Fiona gulped, staring at him. She has not a single chance against him. She was unable to land a blow at Kolton all these days but this man was a Lycan. Does he think she was stupid?

His paws, massive and powerful, left deep impressions in the sand, yet he didn’t sink a single inch, as though the desert had no power over him. His thick, fiery tail swished through the air, leaving trails of scorched sand in its wake. I shivered at the sheer size of the beast. “It’s a black lion… covered in flames?” Pelin said, stunned this time. “Yes. It seems so,” I replied, unable to look away from the beast. “Any last words?” she asked jokingly, giving me a gentle shove in the side. “I’d rather not,” I admitted with a smirk. Her laughter was brief, then she whispered, “We can’t fight them both. What if that scorpion stings when we are not looking?”