Black Mercy Novels & Stories

Ethan turned toward the sealed entrance. “It’s reacting to her!” Daniel stepped forward. “We have to stop it!” But Mercer raised a hand. “No,” he said quietly. Everyone turned to him. For the first time— He looked genuinely afraid. “She’s not triggering it,” he said. “She’s being recognized.” Rachel whispered: “Recognized by what?” Mercer’s voice dropped. “The thing we tried to bury.” --- Below Emma forced herself to look at the ORIGIN presence again. It was clearer now. Not a creature.

A Puissant Power Bomb appeared in his palm. It was an extremely terrifying self-ignition bomb. The Black-blood Dragon Mercenary Troop found tens of such bombs with painstaking efforts when the mercenaries searched the ruins of an ancient sect's base in the Land of Divine Grace. These bombs could threaten the safety and life of God Realm Masters. Even a God Realm Master would be injured if one of these bombs exploded in the vicinity.

Detroit~ "Breaking news: The Mercer family empire has collapsed. Following a multi-national investigation, authorities have uncovered an illegal underground city where the Mercer family orchestrated numerous heinous activities, including production of illegal bio-weapons, trafficking of human lives and body parts, operation of death rings, arming of criminal factions, and other severe criminal enterprises. The evidence is overwhelming, leaving no room for doubt." Cornell’s fingers twitched, mouth opening and closing like a gold fish out of water.

Shocking and stunning every single person in the Are, Especially all the Mercenaries. “Which part of…”don’t move’ and ‘Deadly Force’ that you lot don’t understand?……HMPH!….a bunch of uneducated mercenaries…nothing but a scums…..Hmm~…the round dark badges….a Darkness Guild members…even more unsettling….alright now…you Mohawk, stupid face….who is you employee and who is your boss?…”. (Major Serena)

“After that, Mercy refused to pay me. She abandoned me like I was trash. Then she hired someone else. Someone worse. Someone I hope you never meet.” I looked back at him. “They call him Ghost. He’s deadly. Cold. And not just in action. He’s the kind of man who drinks blood before a job. A real monster. He never leaves a witness behind.” His jaw tightened. I could tell he was trying to control his anger. “I know this is hard to believe,” I added. “But if you want proof… I’ll take you to her. To Diana. She’s safe. I made sure of that.”

a voice drawled from the darkness. Emergency red lights kicked in, casting long, bloody shadows across the floor. My father—Don Malrec—stood on the observation deck, his face twisted into a mask of smug cruelty. Beside him was Garron Blackmere, his broken wrist wrapped in a dirty bandage, eyes wide with a coward’s hunger. Malrec held a small, black detonator. His thumb hovered over the red button.

David could not see the other person’s face because she was lying on the table. Just as David was about to speak and call the other party to get up, a deep and resounding voice came from downstairs. “The Black Water Mercenaries are on duty, please cooperate. Don't run around, otherwise don't blame us for being rude. We're just here to arrest someone.” The originally noisy bar suddenly became quiet. Black Water Mercenaries was a large-scale mercenary group located nearby. They had thousands of members and were very powerful. Ordinary people would not be able to afford to provoke them.

Laty glared at him, “Take a step towards me, and you will regret this.” Kil only smirked at the words, "It is unclear to me why you are this way, but I hope to change that.” His million-dollar smile as he said those words was enough to make an ordinary man swoon. However, Laty isn't an ordinary man. He's out to get revenge on those who killed his parents. With a battle cry, he charged toward Kil. “Dark.” Kil facepalmed as he watched his mate approach. “Whoever said having half-souls makes things easier for you was lying.”

The taste of blood filled her mouth. “Now, bitch, you’re going to do what I told you to do, got it? I’m going to take you over to that asshole’s house, and you’re going to do it this time, and if you don’t… I’m going to knock your teeth down your throat and throw you back in the box for another month, got it? Don’t you dare try to hurt me or get away from me either or else you’ll pay with your life, and you know it. All I have to do is push this button in my pocket, and you’re dead, bitch. You’re dead.” The tears were streaming down Mercy’s face as he picked her up and moved her to the door. She didn’t want to go, but she didn’t want to stay.

“This also means that the lands are now open to anyone and anything.” "It's been a while since I've set foot on solid ground," he says, introducing himself as Mercy, from the depths of hell. A sly grin spreads across his face as I try to hide my shock - after all, his reputation precedes him. "Ah, it seems my reputation precedes me," Mercy remarks with a chuckle, his eyes ablaze with intensity. “I propose gathering all the people who share your dislike for Skyler and finding a suitable location to strategize. The longer we delay, the stronger she will grow, so we need to act swiftly,” Mercy suggests, gesturing with his hands.