Black Nightwing Novels & Stories

Dead. Still. I lay there unconscious, bleeding softly, my silver hair tangled and dust covered. The black curse streaks retreating slowly back to my roots. Turning full silver. No black. All silver. The desert held its breath. And I did not move. —————— Arthur thundered through the dense forest, his massive midnight black form blurring between trees. Branches snapped beneath his paws, the ground trembling with every stride. The others, Ronan, Kyle, the elite warriors, including Ace, Tomas and Kim struggled to match his brutal speed.

By the time I was 16, I had already hacked, stolen, killed, and destroyed a few people’s lives. “This is why he nicknamed me ‘Black Widow’. I could get in, infect, and disappear without anyone knowing until it was too late.” I whisper, avoiding looking at Lia. “Granted, it wasn’t something I was entirely comfortable with, except for a few like Angelo’s father. They deserved it, but ultimately it was all just to so-called ’help’ my uncle, the boss, cover his ass due to his gambling and whatever other bullshit he was doing.” She runs her hands through her head, careful not to mess it up too much or her perfectly made-up face, heaving a heavy sigh.

Luna was waiting in the common room, her laptop open on the table. "Well?" I asked. She turned the screen around. On it was a profile photo of a massive wolf, easily twice the size of a normal alpha. Scars covered his body. His eyes were cold and empty. "That's Thorne Blackwater," Luna said. "Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack. Former Council enforcer. Undefeated in fifty-seven challenges. He's killed thirty-two wolves in sanctioned combat." My blood went cold. "He's their champion." "Yeah." Luna pulled up another photo. This one showed Thorne in human form. Seven feet tall, built like a tank, covered in tattoos and scars. "And it gets worse. Remember how Gio was trying to trade Jolie to Bloodmoon

Their eyes turned pitch black, and claws began tearing through their hands like those of the Umbreal. Chaos erupted. Alpha Blackthorn immediately sprang into action, protecting anyone he could but this disaster felt planned. “How could Umbreal enter the city of Luris?! There must be a traitor!” Alpha Blackthorn roared as he shifted into a massive jet-black wolf. He stood bravely in front of Lucien, who had yet to gain his full power since the full moon had not risen. From within the swirling black smoke, a familiar figure emerged. Gargan Noctyrr Noar.

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.”

John by the Moon Goddess herself—a gift that set them apart in both strength and reputation. Their distinguishing feature lay in their wolf claws, a striking midnight blue hue that held a formidable power. Any wolf wounded by the claws of a Nightclaw could not rely on their innate wolf healing to quicken the recovery process. This ability struck fear into the hearts of both rival packs and rogue wolves alike, cementing Nightclaw’s status as one of the most powerful packs in the region.

Jayden notices how nervous I am and chuckles, “Don't worry. You won't have to talk to him, Keira. You’ve got us.” I stay silent. The image of his dark eyes is still in my mind. He looks elegant, quiet and mysterious. “What's his name?” I ask. “No one knows his name,” answers Jayden. “He is only known as the Black Tiger.” My first day at the agency was better than I expected. Jayden and Vicky didn’t leave me for a second because apparently it was difficult for newbies to adapt to this new life, especially after committing a murder. They know that I think about Jacob and Julia all the time when I get the chance to be alone. So, they are making sure to always talk to me and make me forget about

She had once been the feared Queen of Witches, until the werewolves destroyed everything she had built and left her to die. When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer a queen but a powerless werewolf. Stripped of her magic, her position, and the life she had once known, she was forced to survive among the very people responsible for her downfall. Then there was the man who had led the massacre. He claimed she was his mate and wanted her as his Luna. She would gladly accept it.

Stone greeted and the girl who sat on Stone's lap got up and swung her ass towards Jason. "So you are the famous Black Moon. I've heard a lot about you, but despite that, I want to hear from you" she sucked her lower lip and brought it out gently all wet, the girl had a small black butterfly mask, her eyes were painted black and her lips too. She wore black leather gloves which stopped right at her elbow, and her bra and panties made of net were all black. Everything she had on was black, including her heeled boots. "Stone, get to the deal " his voice echoed in the room. From Stone, Jason averted his gaze to the flirty lady

None of the monsters moved toward them as the two Picts toured the cave. “Enemies?” Gonar hissed to his master as they walked amongst the beasts. Every one of them yawned and appeared sleepy to Gonar. Every one of them sported an ivory coat of fur, save for the largest. Gonar peered over the edge of the walkway at the vast underworld. He eyed the only one of the beastmen covered in black fur, the one they called Adelaido.