Black Mask Invincible Novels & Stories

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

It then next displayed when I bought my house and lived alone ever since. "It's not fair!" I whispered, tears squeezing out of my eyes. "It's the world, Becca. Black might be your brightest colour. Bullying might shield you from hurt, turns out hurt is your only lover." She whispered, too, nowhere to be seen. My mind flashed, invisible lights in the room flickering, dimming, the walls closing. What was happening? "Are you sure?" I heard her ask. "Sure of what? What's happening?" "Isn't there anyone who can turn your tables. Didn't you meet a certain him that made you feel different, alive? Loved?"

And I'm going to make you regret ever meeting me in the first place. This will be all for now. If you're wise, you'll tell that PI of yours to stop investigating. He won't find shit on me. I made sure of that. And before you even decide to talk to Russell, he doesn't know me and he hasn't even seen me before. (evil laughter) So tell Liam to back the fuck off or I'll do something you won't ever see coming. Take care, my darling Mr. Black. Our baby needs you to be healthy and capable. Okay? BTW, have fun at your brother's wedding. You'll need all the strength to go through his wedding without trying to rip your own hair out.

A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

But I lost him because I was too proud to respect that he didn’t want to be a ruthless killer. But I’m done. For once, I will protect my son instead of just protecting myself. I, Nicholas Black, Gamma of the Midnight pack, hereby challenge you, Alpha Richard Harvey of the Midnight pack, for the Alpha title.”

"The Titan Technique?" It was only then that he realized Black Bjorn was using the Titan Technique, where the user's body possessed a heightened resistance to blows and kicks, achieving a state of invulnerability to weapons and having the ability to break anything with their body as well. It was as if he had an external armor protecting him. "Die!" Black Bjorn roared, charging toward Fred. Fred hurriedly tried to dodge him and continued unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks on Black Bjorn. However, all of his efforts were futile because Black Bjorn was not affected at all. On the contrary, Fred's own limbs were beginning to turn numb and painful.

My daughter Aria was hospitalized due to nut allergy, but my Alpha mate’s Omega mistress Vivian gave Aria nut chocolate as a gift. I suppressed my anger and refused, but Marcus frowned and scolded me:"Serena, Vivian meant well. She didn't know about the allergy." My mate Marcus Blackthorne is the Alpha of Blackwater Pack. Border conflicts had erupted suddenly, forcing him to patrol our territory for several days. He returned just in time for our daughter's discharge from hospital, driving over to pick us up.

The surrounding was peaceful, she heard nothing but the rustling leaves from a pine tree outside her room. Suddenly, Anika's tummy started to ache that she can’t bare the pain she was feeling inside her body. Mr. Foster was awaken and saw the horrible scenario happening to her daughter. There were droplets of blood coming out from her nose, so her dad called the doctor and Mr. Sigmund Morgan run quickly to attend for his patient. He injected Tranexamic Acid to stop the bleeding but her blood continued dropping. Few seconds had passed, she started turning her head from left to right as fast as she could. There were black glitches appearing on her forehead so Dr. Morgan thought that it was the

“Hello Mr. Chenkov. You’re in hospital and there’s nothing to worry about. You’ve had an accident but you’re going to be fine. Can you hear me all right?” He found it easier to nod than to speak. He seemed totally devoid of energy. “Oh good,” Dark Blue replied in the kind of voice people use for children, “We’re pleased to have you back. Just get some sleep, don’t worry about a thing. We’ll be in to see you again in a little while.” Then like a fade-to-black in a film, they were gone.

With that, Evan placed a black, gold-embossed invitation in front of Ivanka and Michael. Ivanka frowned as she looked at the black invitation. Most invitations were traditionally white, but Kingzillion Casino had to be different. They chose black to stand out. “Are you planning to attend?” Ivanka pulled her drafting mind back and looked at Michael, who was in the tub with his eyes closed and drenched in sweat. Although the three medicinal baths had helped flush out most of the toxins from his body, traces still lingered. He still needed medication, not to mention that after pushing himself through all of this, his pulse was dangerously weak.