Black Phineas Novels & Stories

“We’re in the same department? Here? At Blackthorn?” A small laugh escaped me. “I didn’t expect this at all.” And just like that, relief settled in. Like I had found a piece of home in a place I didn’t belong. We stood there for a moment, smiling like nothing had changed, like we were still those kids who used to talk about everything and nothing. Safe. Elias made me feel safe. Then someone walked past. “Elias Thorne, can you help me with this problem?” I froze. Thorne. He didn’t hesitate. “Sure, give me a second.” My stomach dropped. I stared at him. “Wait… Damon Thorne is your brother?”

All of which amazed Pine. The moment Julio opened the huge ice door, Pine was even more stunned. She was confronted by a small church, pews made of ice, and the bluish light emanating from this ice made her speechless. In front of them was a priest who was waiting for them all, ready to give a wedding blessing to Pine and Kevin. They approached the priest. Pine leaned closer to Kevin and whispered, "Is he human?" "Yes. He's a human who works under the Raltz Clan."

Harry's casual demeanor faded away. "Do you know Peter Black?" I asked. "The infamous mafia boss and CEO of Black Group?" "Exactly." I shared everything I knew with Harry, including my mistakes. He understood my actions in the aftermath, but also acknowledged that this Peter Black seemed to be a significant figure, a typical mafia type. I mocked him, suggesting that if Black was truly typical and only used his fists, would Neil be in harm's way?

Because I wasn’t the girl I used to be either. I was Elena Blackthorne. Ashfang heir. Cursed-blooded. And whether fate liked it or not, I was done waiting to be broken.

he said with a small smile on his face that immediately faded once he saw my facial expression. "No I meant, I wanted to offer you a job, now that I heard you've been fired it's just right timing" he blurted out quickly and nervously , playing with the end of his blazer, boring holed into the side walk. His hand went into his blazer and he pulled out a white card, handing it over to me and I hesitantly took it. My eyes fell on the words "BLACK EMPIRE" written boldly in gold cursive.

Momo muttered, blood oozing from his mouth. I gazed at Billy and Kate, who slowly crawled out of the layers of blocks. Their eyes were all white, pleading for a way out of their calamity. “Everyone get behind me.” Pastor Timothy commanded. They scrambled, hoping to get themselves next to the high and mighty Pope Timothy. Kate got herself out of the block, her bones making crackling sounds as she lay on the floor. They stepped back, wondering how a child had managed to crawl all the way out despite the layers of concrete weighing them down.

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

Following the downfall of my father-in-law's prominent business and my wife's kidnapping, the Black Panthers maintained a low profile. A confidential investigation revealed Mr. Stone's abstention from further actions, emphasizing their exclusive objective of eradicating the AD corporation from the corporate landscape. To steer clear of direct rivalry with his enterprise, I channeled my newly established venture into pioneering technological advancements, ensuring their covert development beyond the scope of Mr. Stone's scrutiny. During the initial weeks of rekindling my friendship with Tiffany, Mr. Stone grew suspicious to the extent that he had me surveilled by Black Panthers personnel. Unb

There were reddish circles under his crimson eyes, and he smiled briefly as he took my hand. "Asra? Like the phoenix that swallowed the deadly sun?" He looked excited as he waited for an answer and I couldn't help but remember Elaine's words, after all there were many suspicions about Asra being part of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. The phoenix that swallowed the sun and condemned the mortal world to eternal darkness. "Who knows?" I spoke, sketching a small smile, "but where did you hear that story?" The boy looked around, all of them as if searching for someone, and something told me that this someone had risen quartz eyes.

She stood for a second, recomposing her minds and quickly moved towards the entrance of her room. “ Mom, dad! I will be going out with friends today. But I won't be too late. I promise!” Phelan said in a low, soft voice, facing to the ground off from his father's eye. Standing at the middle of her room's door. “Friends?” Ozouf said, laughing as he moved closer. “You pathetic fool! Someday you'll wake up from your little fantasy and learn just how good of a friend is. Now, bas! Enough of this. Give us that kite. Zeff must have been looking for it”