Black Numbers Novels & Stories

01:00AM everything is covered by night. In the dim light of the street lights, a shadow appeared. It moved quickly through the blocks. Moments later it arrived under a luxury apartment building. In the middle of the quiet night, while everyone was sleeping soundly, the shadow wriggled through the apartment gate without anyone noticing.

“No. I will not yield to your power, I have waited years for this, you have controlled us for too long.” “Well if you won’t go to your brothers, I will just have to bring them to you.” Black glares at Aidan then glances in my direction before taking a step in my direction. Abruptly there is a loud bang and four monsters appear in front of Aidan. They stare at Black with confusion and anger. They all seem to coloured differently, one orange, one yellow, one red and one green. The green one takes a step towards Black and says with a hush voice

Maya took a seat "well for starters your office is mostly black, you're brief case is black and so far every suit you've worn has been black." "So you notice things about me?" he taunted "obsessed now are we?" Maya looked away and bit down on her lip – a habit of hers. "Black is modest and arrogant at the same time. Black is lazy and easy but mysterious. But above all" Reid eyed Maya hungrily, never removing his eyes from her face like he would die if he blinked. His voice dropped low "black says: I don't bother you, don't bother me." "oh..." Maya couldn't find the right words to say after that. Maybe it was because Reid had held her gaze and it was not faltering. A new wave of arousal had t

GRAY “Incoming,” I whisper as I see a flurry of movement across the forest. I’m on the periphery, falling back and observing how the recruits fare in their first war games while still giving a little bit of direction here and there. So far, I’m impressed with my team- they’ve taken out every encroaching member of the black team before they can get close to the bunker. I’m not sure what strategy they employed for offense, but it’s clearly not working for them.

The scent of lavender filled Grace’s nostrils as she stepped into the office. The office was similar to Mr Black's office, it was Big and had a mix of all shades of Grey and Black, it was a calm office, one that seemed to resonate with the owner. The only pop of colour were the lavender Flowers that was situated at the four corners of the room.

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."

"once you pour even a little vervain on her she'll react. She'll wince and her blood will start to boil then her eyes will turn either pure black or blood red." "So you don't even know what color a vampire's eyes are?" "No, we know. When a vampire's eyes are pitch black it means they don't feed off of humans, they feed off of animals and they're not that strong. When a vampire's eyes are red that means they're a big threat."

"Sir my partner is here, she will see to the rest." "I can't stay any longer, my meeting will start now. Any doubts don't hesitate to ask Ryan. Also take your advance from him." that voice, it felt like I have heard it before. "Bella, Mr. Blackwood didn't like the black and white design." she said looking sad. "I can make better ones and I will show it by tomorrow evening." I can't let this deal go, I will work harder. "No ma'am what your partner meant is that Mr. Blackwood likes the black, purple and gold one. He insisted on using that only. The deal is final."

If I was ready for what today meant. I wore a black outfit—black pants, black fitted top, black boots. My hair was tied back. No jewelry except the ring Ace had given me a few days ago, the one that symbolized the promise of our merging empires. Black has always been my favorite color, not because it’s aesthetically pleasing but because it represents everything I am—power, silence, danger, mystery. And honestly? Because it reminds me of death. And death is something I’ve always been intimately familiar with.

“You look nervous.” “Of course not. It’s normal,” Grey answered defensively. Black tucked himself back in and smirked. “I was only teasing. Don’t take it seriously. I’m straight. I like women.” Grey froze. His chest tightened as if pierced. He couldn’t speak, the words stuck in his throat. Black patted him lightly. “Sorry,” Grey finally whispered. “It’s okay, baby girl,” Black said softly, holding Grey’s hand. “Let’s go.” Just as Black was about to walk away, Grey pulled him back and grabbed him by the neck.