Black Numbers Novels & Stories

No pupils. They were solid, light-devouring black.

There was not a single human to be seen, he thought, and that was disturbing in a way that he didn’t really understand. “They must have generators somewhere,” Jules observed, looking around. “Has to be.” As they wove their way through the desks, their odd party drew attention, many of the werewolves staring in open confusion. At another set of doors, their way was blocked by two alphas in black uniforms. “Black is the theme color of the day,” Harry observed. They winked at Jules. “I prefer dark blue, like your eyes, honey.” “Black hides the blood,” Tom replied.

Hunter said quietly, “because for the first time in such a long and bleak life I have a real friend whom I don’t want to lose. After standing like that for a little while, Black began to quickly get ready. To begin with, he changed into all black: a T-shirt, jeans, army boots with metal inserts on the toes, leather fingerless gloves, a bandana on his head. In the dark, it would be difficult to see even a creature with such incredible vision as wolves. Quickly making a temporary shoulder sheath for blades from improvised means, John placed them behind his back and only after that he left the house. Climbing into his Mercedes, Black, in anticipation of the imminent battle, started the car engi

Then came reality four, reality five, six, seven, nineteen, two hundred, four hundred and sixty seven, nine hundred and two, Reality number #!@!%# And then it was black again Hound ripped the mask of his face, almost drawing in his own foam. Argent hurried towards him in worry. Hound throwing up, dizzy, his pupils vibrating, bis body still shaking, his hands unable to shop shivering, tears filling his eyes. He cupped his face trying to regain composure

Marco drove into the gates of La Rosa Nera. The club's neon lights cast an eerie shadow over everything they touched. The club's pathway was a spectacle to behold. An archway adorned with beautiful black roses that resonated with the name of the club, La Rosa Nera (The Black Rose). The petals of these gorgeous flowers glittered and danced under the night sky. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and a fading sensation of danger that lingered.

No longer silver. Black. Pitch black. The Moon had turned its back.

🦪 DORA 🦪 “You have just signed a fight till death deal, where only one of the two players would get out of the ring alive… congratulations.” “There are three cards that signify different meanings. The BLACK card is the most common; it’s the one you get when you get invited to a fight. This BLACK card comes with a written letter, the time, and the location for your pickup, and at that exact time, you’ll be brought to the fighting ring where you’ll fight until one of you dies. After this fight, the sum of 50 million dollars is given to the winner in cash, alongside 50 investors’ 1-kilogram gold bar, which weighs about 32.15 troy ounces, with an approximate value of $130,000 - $140,000.”

Totally blank. He sat on the bench looking around. Nothing out of place, until he took notice of a black car parked a few metres away. Number plate JS1234. John took out his cellphone and called Alex," there is a black Mercedes parked a few meters down the road from where I am, JS1234.........", Before John could say anything else he was cut off by Alex " Master thatbis one of the companies vehicles but they are not part of our clan, you need to lose them before you come here. D0 not get followed at any cost".

His beautiful blond hair was stained by blood, and his blue eyes looked scarier than the scene in front of him. Near to him has a beautiful woman that has black skin with peaked and long ears. She had an attractive face with her exuberant curly hair and her whiskey color eyes; The lovely soft lips were a straight line. She had a puckered forehead because of a full of sadness scowl. She had an ax in her beautiful and full of scratched hands; the ax was heavy and dropping blood and was getting cold slowly. It was difficult to say whose it was the blood, either hers or the bodies on the battlefield. A roar from the sky took the couple who were on the giants' corps out of their thoughts. These g

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.