Black Panther W'kabi Novels & Stories

Shadow magic cracked through the air. Dark bolts of energy burst against the trees and rocks around us, scorching the edges of Zevarion’s cloak. He ducked, shielded me with his body, and kept running. But they were gaining. We wouldn’t make it much farther. “I’ll shift put her on my back!” Kavira barked suddenly, her voice deeper, more determined than I’d ever heard. “What?” Zevarion said startled. Kavira dropped to all fours, bones cracking and twisting as her transformation began. In seconds, her human form was gone, replaced by a massive brown wolf with sharp amber eyes and thick fur that bristled with readiness.

"WIIIEKKK???" Lava breathing boar had a question mark all over its face. At this time it badly wanted to vomit blood out of frustration. He might not be the most powerful beast, but his strength is not something that should be trifled either. One should take note that his ball of flame can blast its target in a second. But when it touches the paw of this black panther, it became so fragile. Even turning into smoke as soon as the black panther touches it. What more is his sound wave. Even a senior level warlock of red realm had his seven orifices bleeding upon meeting it. But the black panther just swipe its paw and the pressure vanishes just like that. "WIIIIEKKK! WIIIEEEKKKK! WIIEEEKKK!!!!

Alexandro growled—a sound that tore through the air like thunder. His massive black wolf form took a step forward, towering over everything in the room. His fur shimmered like obsidian, the glow of the chandeliers reflecting faintly off his coat. His eyes, glowing with a savage blue, never left the assassin. I’d seen wolves before. Many. My father. My brothers. The warriors in my village. But never like this. Never this big. Never this powerful. Never this terrifyingly beautiful.

"The sun of the empire, Calisto Bernieri, the first of his name, lord of all demons, ruler of the underworld, emperor of Bernieri, his son, the little sun of the empire, Loren Bernieri Angelov and the third in command of the royal guard, Abbadon, the demon of madness." It was announced and when the doors opened, we entered that warm and welcoming place. That dance was different from all the others and I could see the looks on Loren as soon as they realized. "Asra!" Loren practically screamed still in my lap and I had to put him down so he would go to her. Dress crimson, golden and long with embroidery that looked like scales. Dark mask with horns and this set made obvious his fantasy: Lleh,

But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two. "I'm going to distract the gray wolf." The Wolf with red fur commands the black Wolf next to him. The Black Wolf received the order and left in Windy's direction. The Red Wolf is alert when sensitively detecting someone approaching. When it turned around, it saw a Wolf with black fur and sharp eyes. The Red Wolf was no longer conservative but somewhat reverent towards the Black Wolf. I thought the Red Wolf was the leader of the assassin group, but it wasn't. Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent.

Chapter 84 The black panther emerged between the trees like a demon coming out of the shadows. The roar that came from its throat was so deep and filled with hatred that the wolf stumbled, nearly throwing the old man off. Adrian descended in circles, landing on a low branch. His crow eyes shone with anticipation. Vlad stopped a few meters away from them. The panther was larger than a normal animal. The butler laughed again, but this time the sound was nervous.

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

Queen complained angrily. "Calm down, don't get too agitated, Queen," Black Axe said to her. Queen sighed, "I'm sorry, it's just..." "Listen to me, there's a man called Anthony Baltimore, he's based in Panama." "Anthony Baltimore.....Baltimore, why does that name sound familiar?" Queen wondered. "Because that's your real name, your family name." "Baltimore is my family name, and I didn't know. I've been bearing Queen Andre Scorpion all my life."

He sighs, “I’m sorry Alpha Zachariah… But I think she has either fallen, and we missed her or someone has come along and taken her once more…” I growl low and take a few more steps, scanning the surrounding area. Morpheus then suddenly pushes to the front as 5 white, yellow, grey and black panthers stalk out of the trees in front of him. Morpheus falls into our relaxed fighting stance. We sense Lucas step up next to me close, but far enough that if we needed to fight, we can. The panther at the front takes a couple more steps, shifts and says, “You are trespassing wolf…”

“I’m waiting.” He held his hands up defensively. “Okay, Okay, easy.” He ran a hand through his blonde locks and stared up at the ceiling for a moment before continuing. “I didn’t want to tell you because you’re leaving and it’s not your concern... but... in four days Landon is stepping down as Alpha and they’re holding a contest. Rune and I are competing.” In Blackwater, the Alpha of the pack wasn’t determined by some birthright, but by the strength and worthiness of the wolf. Only the most powerful and most honorable was allowed to lead the pack to glory.