Black Numbers Slime Novels & Stories

He ran to the fallen trees and immediately went in the middle of two trees, where he found a baby fire slime playing with some dry black branches. Usha's eyes turned into slits and he hissed at the orange blob. The baby slime flinched because it was caught by surprise, but it immediately ran away because it saw who it would be dealing with. It eas the small dangerous cat that killed its sibling. The fire slime hobbled to the end of the fallen trees and turned right.

Nadine The ghouls began to surround me and Drago in a hurry. They were all spewing a lot of black slime from their mouths and when I realized what the slime was doing to the floor, I knew I was in big trouble. That slime was capable of burning anything, possibly containing some kind of acid and I couldn't let them near Drago in his human form. I will die before they hurt my mate.

said Chaos, petting the trembling skeletons as they calmed down a bit… However, the sight of a young man petting cracking trembling skeletons was something that those watching would leave imprinted into their memories. After that, Chaos evolved the Slimes. Each Slime had a different color, and depending on the color, they were particularly stronger, sometimes even being able to use some elemental attacks. Red Slimes were able to fire fireballs, Blue Slimes fired water bullets, Black Slimes used shadows, and so on… They all evolved into High Slimes, and Slime Kings at SS-Rank after being exposed to Miasma and then evolved! Each one of the slimes became a giant and fatty slime with a crown ove

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

"Can you help me carry her?" "They've found us!" Someone shouted. "Everyone, run!" Screams echoed through air, bouncing off the trees like bullets ricocheting off of steal. Chloe's head snapped to up to see figures in black pouring out into the clearing from the trees. There were wolves, people in human form and people on snowmobiles just as Chloe's dream and foretold and they were all moving with greater speed than the girls could ever accomplish. However, it wasn't the sheer number of supernaturals moving towards that had Chloe frozen to the spot.

Everyone around me were screaming, staring at the door. Run! She is here! We all will die! No one will be spared! Run! Hurry up! I failed to understand what they meant until I saw something that even made me take a step back. No...this was impossible. A dark deadly aura was getting emitted from the room in which my butterfly was, and I gulp when I see something sliding out from under the door. It was jet black. A strange-smelling slime-like thing. That I had never seen before. It burned and choked whatever it touched. And it kept moving forward.

Meanwhile, Adrian came to my side, and looking at me with more questions, he picked me in his arms. «she needs a doctor, now,» he said and escorted me to the open room, Atlas’s room. I held on to him, it felt weird, he was angry, warm, and afraid, and fear radiate out of him. He placed me on the bed and I felt a bolt of pain in my left arm where the wound was healing, making me scream my heart out; I looked at my hand, seeing black veins covering the wound. «What is that?» asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.

The moment her feet hit the water; the black substance reacts. It pulls back. Thin, sticky strands stretch between her skin and the surface as though the fucking stuff is trying to cling to her. Then the water around her feet hisses. I almost drop her. “What the fuck?” The outer edges of the black slime bubble and shrink, dissolving wherever the water can get underneath it, but the thicker patches remain stuck to her skin like tar. The water is destroying the fucking impurity, but the stuff is clinging to Selene too tightly for the water to wash it all away on its own.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

It was almost as if it was a time line as we walked down the hall. I saw a sword. Many different people held the sword as we walked. Sometimes it was a person outlined in black light, which was strange to see black light. It was not like the UV purple light that they called black light in the clubs. This was inky dark light. Almost like paint, but reflected as light. My physics brain couldn't wrap itself around the concept, and yet here it was right in front of me.