Black Panther Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Standing on the wolf's side is a large black panther; on the other is an enormous white tiger. “Let me introduce you, gentlemen, to Bliz, Nightshade, and Onyx. They are the ones you have to get past to life.” Byanca growls. “They love a good chase and they haven’t had fun in a while now.” Breayna sighs.

Author's POV Alpha Black's, sinister laughter echoed through the desolate battleground. The scene before Nathan was a nightmare – his pack defeated, warriors dead or gone, Dexter held hostage, and his Selene, a fucking traitor. This was not part of the plan! His heart bled. "Well, well, Nathan. It seems fate has dealt you a cruel hand," Alpha Black sneered, circling Nathan with a predatory gaze. "Your father, now him, and soon, you."

Her human cried, her heart bleeding, but there was no stopping now, she needed a place to hide, to stay, and make sure they never find her again, but, she knew that day would come, eventually. She just hoped that it would be enough time to prepare for all that was waiting for her. A hard rain was pouring on her blood body and clothing, and she was tired. Suddenly, there was a beast in front of her, a black panther with shining eyes that watched her for some time, then collapsed on the ground, in front of her. Panther was hurt, bad, Raven could see her leg, which was almost removed from her body, and bone was sticking out. She came closer and put her hand on the beast’s head, to calm her, the

I prick my palm with my blood and cover the leaf in it. The panthers watch me curiously but no one says anything. Dropping the blood stained leaf in the flowing water, I expect it to float away, like it usually does. But as I watch, the leaf turns black in front of my eyes, withering into ashes and scattering. One of the panthers looks at me, “That’s not supposed to happen, is it?” My voice is soft, filled with tension, “No.”

Perhaps, I thought, this panther was sent to me as a sign to find a way to protect the ones that were most important to me: Catalina and my unborn child. Placing my hand on her belly, Catalina and I exchanged an uncertain glance, a silent promise to protect our newborn from the shadows of the past. I held the panther close to my chest, and with a newfound resolve, I set out on a quest to uncover the truth one piece at a time. As we walked up the stairs, I couldn't help but wonder if I was destined for success or failure?

Perhaps after that, I’d sleep peacefully with nothing to stress me out any longer, nor heartbreaking betrayals. I was about to tell him to press the trigger when my eyes caught a mysterious silhouette advancing towards us. Thanks to the poison I consumed, my vision was shit, but It looked like a wild animal, and as it slowly got closer, I recognised it to be a big cat—a black panther. I tensed, trying to force my declining sight to focus on the creature. There was something about it that I couldn’t pinpoint.

Zachariah looks at all of us in turn and then asks, "I was a what?" "We will get to that..." He growls but doesn't push as Ava then continues, "Raph, said you saw her shift?" He looks at me as he answers, "Yes, she was... Is a beautiful white panther..." Hearing him say that surprises me. After how he reacted, I didn't think he thought that. I hold his eyes and whispered, "But I thought you hated my panther?" He doesn't get to answer as Raphael then takes over Ava's explanation. We then continue through the room,

I stammered, shaking with terror. "Hmph. You've seen it all. Today is your last day, pervert," he said, his anger palpable. "I'm not a pervert! I'm your fan!" I cried, trembling. "A fan? Are you sure?" "Yes! I am... your fan!" I answered, even more frightened as Drex's irises flickered back to yellow. "Haha! But you ran away screaming when you saw the real me! That wolf was me, Drex Ethan! I am a Lycan!" He grinned, leaning in so close that he licked my cheek, as if tasting his next meal.

That bond was his lifeline, his compass, and the reason he would endure whatever darkness lay ahead. Alan turned sharply down the corridor, moving with silent purpose toward Olivia's chambers. His wolf's growl thrummed in his chest, resonating with every step, every heartbeat. Justice, vengeance, and the need to protect his mate had become one unstoppable force. Tonight, the Blackthorn Manor would feel the consequences of cruelty. Olivia's treachery would be revealed, and Alan's fury would not be contained. The unborn child, the loss, and the pain—he would honor them all with his wrath.

But it wasn’t the darkness or the cold that chilled me—it was the low, predatory growl that filled the space. My heart hammered in my chest as I took in the sight before me. A panther, its sleek black fur shimmering under the dim light, prowled toward me. Its eyes, sharp and glowing in the darkness, were locked on mine. It moved with the slow, deliberate grace of a predator that knew it had the upper hand. I didn’t stand a chance. My human body was too small, too fragile. I swallowed hard, my throat dry. My father’s words echoed in my mind—kill or be killed.