Black Numbers Novels & Stories

he said with a small smile on his face that immediately faded once he saw my facial expression. "No I meant, I wanted to offer you a job, now that I heard you've been fired it's just right timing" he blurted out quickly and nervously , playing with the end of his blazer, boring holed into the side walk. His hand went into his blazer and he pulled out a white card, handing it over to me and I hesitantly took it. My eyes fell on the words "BLACK EMPIRE" written boldly in gold cursive.

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She's crazy, that is all I have to say. "You, flower girl" I stand straight and look at her attentively, she shows me a shade card of different nail paint options, "which shade of black do you suggest I go with?" She asks pointing to a specific shade card that was filled with different options of the color black. How on earth does black has so many shades?

"I don't want to look like a penguin at any event. You may be fine with it but I'm never going to be caught dead wearing anything so morbid." Nash hummed in agreement. "You're right. Black is the colour of my soul, not yours. Your soul is like the colour of grandma workout shorts." Legitimately pissed, I decided work could wait. "Oh, just you wait, Nash. I'm coming over to pummel you tonight. I'm not even going to pretend to hold back." "I can't wait, boy. Just make sure your bite is as good as your bark because I can already see me patching you up on the low table."

asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.

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He said relaxing her. The elevator stopped on the 13th floor and when the door opened, the smell of more blood hit her nose hard. A few men are standing near the elevator door wearing all black. She wonders why the mafia and gangsters always have to wear black. Can’t they find any other color? But her thoughts were caught by her mate as she is looking at his men’s black dress with a confused look. “They must, because black is the color of intimidating, confidence and more than that it is the color of evilness” He explained to her to which she just shrugged her shoulders.

- C My vision went black.