Black Numbers Slime Novels & Stories

Sachi stood up and so did Takashi still in pain. “Try anything stupid and I will kill you myself” Sachi told him. “Sure” he said. Karou searched him and unfortunately he was clean. Of all times for him to be clean it had to be now. They all looked at the open door, Takashi was filled with trepidation. “We die, we die” Sachi said. Well he was going to do that anyway. The disadvantage for all three of them was that they were at the basement, if they had been locked up, they would have been able to spray whatever concoction Takashi had made, and it would have spread, but that wasn’t happening.

Evelyn’s uncle blurted out, trying to save his own skin. Zach cocked his brow. “Mmmmm, tell me about this…. debt.” Evelyn’s uncle shivered when the man behind him kicked him again. He looked around and saw that many men in black were holding guns. He dared not lie to the man in front of him. He proceeded to tell Zach about the debt with Damian and how Evelyn had become his slave pet. An evil smirk plastered Zach’s face when he heard the details. “Interesting.” He then gave his subordinate a look.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

A new slave has entered the manor; I wasn’t sure what to expect but a part of me was a bit jealous of the new dark-furred beauty that came into our lives. She was young like me, and she was thin. Her breasts were large and hardly fit in the rags she was given. Her hair was pitch black and fell in silky waves down her back like melted dark chocolate. Her eyes were a dark emerald green equipped with such long and gorgeous eyelashes.

Brief, steam-like hisses accompany the repeated sound of nail guns punching, as the inverted collar spikes sink into human necks, drawing blood and forcing the new slaves to start pushing the huge money bags along. “Sub-level 5: Child-killers, mass murderers and random shooters. Those who bullied the weak. Also the slothful and the morose. If you look to your right, you might catch glimpse of the abominable River Styx.” I smell something like sewer gas and before anyone can scream “God have mercy,” a tidal wave of some nasty liquid has engulfed the elevator. I savor a few precious seconds of peace thinking how like a blessing it would be to finally die in the intangible hands of the element

Her hands hold onto me, wrapping themselves around my back and squishing her against me. I hug her and rub her shoulder. “It’s okay.” I hear her breath shudder with an incoming sob. Confusion makes me cradle her tighter and I realize I don't know what to do with my hands except hold her. My eyes drift to what came out of Priam’s body and I see it’s a dark sludge. It’s as dark as tar and it gleams with an evil shine. Danis coughs and takes deep heavy breaths. He chuckles afterward and glances at Scarlett and me. His eyes drift to the sludge and anger lights up his eyes in a violent flicker of light,

humans always lingered where they shouldn't. It didn't take long to find one. A man, middle-aged, with dirt under his nails and fear written in every twitch of his body. He was lingering around, pretending to be a passerby, but the way his eyes darted told me he'd seen more than he should have. The place was cleared out mostly, no human should be interested in it, yet he was. I stepped closer, until I was behind him. "Hi there," I greeted softly. He froze, the plastic cup in his hand crumbling with the force of his grip. Slowly, he turned, eyes widening at the sight of me—black leather, hood shadowing my face, every inch the predator.

"We call it Agemia. It's used for easy possession of a body by a witch. Easy targets are people who are hurting, grieving, or going through any sort of emotional trauma." There is black and red slime splattered all over Temica as she turns and smiles at me. "Your mate is free now, Luna."

My chin was grabbed roughly and I was made to look up into the hate-filled eyes of my mate. “Bianca could never have asked you to bring her moon shade or have taken it knowing what it was”, he said and drew closer to me. “Because moon shade is a poison used to make wolfs bane”, he hissed the last part with so much anger that I felt my shoulders hunch. I looked to Bianca to see the victory in her eyes before she turned away to continue her fake crying. Tyler forced my gaze back to him with his hand on my chin.