Black Panther Oc Novels & Stories

Such as Sabertooth, Cheetah, Tiger, leopard, bear, panther, and Elephant. There is a lot of war and dislike for the panther clan. We are basically on our own from now on. But I guess I am used to being alone at all costs. I must survivor this terrible world. She got up off the floor. In front of her was a small river. There were fireflies all around her. They lit up the cave so she could see. They were creating images of the cave for her. They guide her to the water. She took a look at the river and saw an image of herself in the water. She was surprised to see a face that she has never seen before.

Unknown P.O.V "That fucker almost broke my arm!" A very dirty-looking man cries hiss as he thinks about his encounter with one of the badass omegas he has ever met in his life. "Who did this?" the man sitting at the computer desk said after puffing out the smoke from his cigarette. He sounds boring as he looks at the man. He is sure about some badass Alpha kick his man ass.

my father’s voice interrupted my thoughts, "let us welcome the man who will help lead us into this new era. The future Alpha of the United Pack... Adrian Blackwood." The massive oak doors at the end of the hall swung wide with a bang that echoed like a gunshot. Then, he stepped in. Adrian Blackwood walked in like he owned the air in the room. He was young, probably late-twenties, but he carried a darkness that made him look a thousand years old. He was tall, built like a tank but moved with the grace of a jungle cat. He wore a black-on-black suit that probably cost more than a house, but it couldn't hide the raw, lethal power rolling off him in waves. His face was all sharp angles—a jawline

Nick gestured to the image of feminine perfection, “Also my Beta Dominic Kane and our Enforcer Stacy Jeen.” The Panthers smiled and nodded to each of the wolves, without introducing himself or the party he was with, the oldest of the male Panthers asked, “Where is your fifth?” Dominic's wolf growled in his head at the disrespect this ancient man was showing by not introducing himself, let alone the rest of his party, “He will be here shortly, unfortunately he got caught up.” Dominic smiled as he answered all the while trying not to stare at his Mate who was now taking her seat at the opposite end of the table.

But that was impossible. Another thought disturbed him. His own behavior had assuredly thrust Zande directly into a new path of danger. By claiming her as his lifemate, he had marked her as surely as he had been marked in the eyes of the undead, his mortal enemy. Swearing softly in his mind, he turned his attention back to the strange animal guarding her. The black panther reminded him of someone, with its method of fighting, its fierce intensity, its complete confidence in itself. Kaden. The Dark One. The second in command of the Prince of Vampires. They had met in battle once, but the ancient had dismissed him as a young one just like the others. He shook his head. No, Kaden was in New Orl

She dropped down on the bed, more than a little disgusted by not fighting harder as they molded her into the proper image of an Omega they knew she could be. “Well, screw that. I’m no longer answerable to them.” No, she was now answerable to a lycan who she knew next to nothing about. ******** Solomon waited until Alpha Salvatore took his seat, then sat too, while Renato settled into the chair next to him and pulled out the papers. “Let’s get this over with. I have a date tonight.” Solomon crossed his legs. “Oh, and before we leave, I have some questions for you.”

He handed the phone back and I nearly fainted in relief when the screen was dark. Taking a subtle breath, I assessed him closer. Tall and broad-shouldered, with an air of quiet confidence. But it was the distinctive black mask covering the top half of his face that gave away his identity. Beta Conan, Brad's second-in-command. Really? Is my luck this shitty? Running into the very person I had to avoid on my first day? I tried to keep my tone light despite my pounding heart. "No harm done. I'm still getting familiar with the grounds." I extended a hand. "Dr. Jade Wolfe."

Before I could answer, a shadow falls over us. “Mr. Blackthorn.” I stiffened. I turned around and I see Dean Elisha. The man is massive, his presence alone enough to silence entire crowds. His eyes gleam with age and the weight of authority, his movements slow and precise, and each one a reminder of the legend that follows him. A were-panther and Alpha of his pack, he is one of the rarest and most feared specie. The stories say he went to war and returned with barely a scratch, his enemies torn apart.

The scent told me this was the real deal and not just a model. I prodded the skull again, doing my best to suppress my panic when a piece of paper slipped out. Written out crudely on it was: ‘You whore! You ruined everything! Meet me at the pack's east border before midnight. Don’t test my patience, Omega.’ My throat dried at the last sentence. The word ‘omega’ stared maliciously back at me, a title that I could never escape. How did whoever this is was know my identity? I threw on a hoodie, pants and my hiking boots on autopilot. Could they just be speculating?

I sighed, and began to walk on the narrow path. Looking down, my heart shook for the fear of falling off. I couldn't see anything below me: it was completely dark. I swallowed hard, and continued walking until I arrived at the spot where I was meant to stand. Suddenly, the lights came on, shining directly on me. I swept my eyes all over the place, looking at my reflections on the mirror hanging in the air. “My name is Caleb, and you are standing before the Five Pillars Of Truth that oversee the affairs of the White Moon pack. Would you kindly tell us why you're here, Daphne?”