Black Noir Mga Nobela at Kwento

Black The Origin Chapter 37: Stepping out. It was a busy street in the Arzona Capital. At the market, lots of tourists and citizens have preoccupied the streets. Alkhun whose wearing his black cloak keeps bumping on different people in the streets. It has been weeks since he started traveling avoiding any capitals. He headed to the Capital of Arzona in the southern part of the East Continent.

He heard his father resorted with frustration in his voice. “Dear, you shouldn’t be here. Go back to your room.” His mother hurriedly whispered when she noticed him listening to their conversation. “Wait, did you just say men in black?” Hyde resorted when he came back to his senses. His companion didn’t speak but answered him with a mere nod. “Oh, and one more thing, she also said that one of them has some kind of black bird tattoo on the neck.” Hyde was stunned when he heard about the tattoo. He’s certain, that the deceased man was one of them—or just a scapegoat.

Shockingly, her mouth didn't even open this whole time! And yet the light bestowed upon for the first time ever flickered to distinguish. The City was really curse to experience something more bizzare than ever. And everyone seems to know that, much more to the faces of the men in black. They were Negins. They are thought to be ruthless, never swayed to temptation that the darkness brought upon. They able to hold themselve and even battle to death since the beginning of time. But the light just now was such a bother, it never been expected and it so far from what they believing!

Now, this black color in the whole mansion starts to scare me, I don't know why. Rather, I love black, but for the first time in my life I became afraid of black. But I collect myself and take a deep breath and then exhale a large sigh of sorrow. And now, I started wiggling, turned the fingers of my left hand and stood in front of the door and then I held the door knob and turned onto the left side slightly to open the door, and then a voice of the door opening appeared in all this silence.

Luckily, his parents always encouraged him and thought him to be stronger; which made the twenty-one-years old-Noah a formidable fighter even if he was an omega. *** It was a peaceful night at the Black River. You can clearly hear the murmur of the stream flowing in the river, the sounds of cricket chirping happily toward each other, and the sound of owl tu-whit tu-whoo harmoniously under the full moon. Yes, it was a perfectly peaceful night at the Black River, until the sound of clanking weapons from the two Luna destroyed the peace. With a vicious sneer plastered on her face, Brianna Violet aggressively shot her nail to her opponent from a distance. But Noah saw it coming and deflected it

Fluid was rapidly pooling beneath Belle's feet and running down her legs. For one long, stunned moment—Neither Ethan nor Park moved. Both men simply stared. Completely frozen. ****😳😳****

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

This was a place of power, of fear, a den where mercy was a forgotten word. Alpha Zane Blackthorn sat on his throne, his lean frame coiled with menace, his amber eyes glinting like a predator’s in the dim light. His shaved head gleamed under the torchlight, the claw-mark tattoos snaking up his arms a stark contrast to his pale skin. He wore a sleeveless black tunic, the fabric stained with blood—some old, some fresh—and his fingers drummed a slow rhythm on the armrest, each tap echoing like a heartbeat in the cavern’s stillness. Around him, his pack lingered, their eyes averted, their postures tense. They knew better than to speak unless spoken to. Zane’s sister, Rhea, stood at his side, her

"Mixed? Solo?" Ethan furrowed his brow in deep thought. "No. Alpha Shadow and the WSU contracts with a cover to the north. I don't know the name, but part of me thinks that Alpha Shadow is part of them. I've heard him mention Black Heart Cave a bunch of times." Charles growled. "Fuck." "Does that mean something?" I asked. "Do you know where that is? Is that where they're taking him?" "No," Charles sighed. "Black Heart Cave is a... nickname for the main city of the Noir Coven. Their city is underground, and they're known for contracting with just about anyone if it'll make them money."

“He’s tough, Mr. Noah! We worked him over good, but he has yet to admit to anything. He kept insisting that he merely held Ms. Gwynn’s hands.” The basement was shoddy and rundown. It was dimly lit as well. On top of that, Noah was dressed in all black. He blended into the darkness after he sat down. His features were still dashing, but his face was now was laced with a ruthless menace.