Black Scripture Overlord Novels & Stories

The whole world practically kneels before me, paying me homage. It was I who invaded the kingdom of darkness, destroyed it in fourteen days, and took ninety-nine thousand demons hostage. It was still I who killed the guardian fairy and took away the nine dimensions keystone from him. I defeated Emperor Chakachaka in a battle to the death and divided his soul from his body, becoming the all-powerful commander of the Shadow Clan army.

Bacchus answered. “Why?” I asked again. “WHY?! YOU’RE ASKING WHY?! HE KILLED OUR BROTHERS! HE DESERVES TO DIE!” Pegasus shouted again. Bacchus just look at him and he shut up. I sighed. “Black Dragon just fought back. It was one versus many.” I quietly said. “It wasn’t his fault that your members are no match to him.” “Exactly. That’s why Boss is angry. He killed them all without being shot even once.” Bacchus bitterly answered.

Sebastian said. “No way… you didn’t even tell me about it” I complained raising my brows. “it wasn’t even a big deal, just a couple of needles and a color test then it’s done” Sebastian replied “you have not been tested, have you?” “No” I frowned “what color tests?” “Just know blue is a good color” He answered ambiguously “Really?” I scoffed a bit frustrated, Sebastian and his mind games “What’s the fun if I tell you everything “Sebastian chuckled “Turn left over there”

"And I want the night to last forever. Our interests align. His gates will flood this world with primal energy. Magic will return as the dominant force. And my children will inherit the eternal dark." Amy stepped forward, her dual blades forming instinctively. "You want to turn the world into a buffet." The Overlord's smile showed perfect, sharp teeth. "I prefer to think of it as... restoring the natural order. Predator and prey." "Enough talk," Classy said, crouching and touching the ground. The concrete surged up, forming a barrier between them and the Overlord. "You want a fight? Let's fight." Windwalker clapped from his perch. Bravo! Straight to the action!

The garden had different species of flowers but the common ones were the black flowers Ava loved so much,they were planted by King Alarie himself. "They are so beautiful," Ava said touching the black flowers"Now that I think of it, you love black.Black roses, black carriages, black clothes and a mask, black snake. Everything is black." "Black is the real deal," Vador replied. "Then why aren't you the black lord," She said chuckling. Right there darkness took over Vador,in a second his hands were tightened around Ava's neck,his eyes were no longer red but a darker shade of red. "Don't you ever say that," he spat.

“Fucking Useless, incompetence deserves no mercy. The Overlord will not be pleased.” The Overseer raised his palm, revealing a symbol etched into his flesh. It was intricate and arcane, with a star-like pattern at its center. The symbol glowed a sinister red, and the corpse convulsed violently. The blood pooling around the corpse began to tremble as if drawn by an unseen force.

My wolf said ,she hated disrespect. I growled at his words, how dare him insult me, I could feel dark energy surroundings him and if I were to absorb them all then I will make myself weaker, the asshole doesn't deserve light. And if I'm to also snap his neck am sure his alpha wouldn't like that and take that as a threat and start a war which wouldn't be too good for me since I'm getting weaker by each seconds. "I am Alpha Emera Black, Alpha of the Black moon pack and beside me is Beta Christabel and Delta chole and we are here for the annual meeting arrange by the council elders." I said as calmly as I can without snapping his neck in return.

the elder chuckled, walking out of the shadows and standing in front of Ogre. A man with a frame that was even large than Ogre’s stood before the kneeling Ogre. His red eyes pierced through the latter like lasers, revealing his identity as an Undead. He wore a mask that hid his features, but his identity was known just by the size of his body alone. This man was one of the two scientists that served directly under the Undead Lord. This man was Elder Black! And it was he who was in charge of Ogre’s Nest. You see, Ogre’s Nest was merely one of Elder Black’s many enterprises. It was like a limb that he could cut off at any time. At least, that was how things had started out; however, Ogre’s Ner

The aroma made the blood in every vein boil and his soul wept with longing. "Alpha Julian..." The whispers of admiration exploded like ocean waves. From the top of the marble stairs, descended a figure of a man who seemed to have been sculpted by the hand of a war god. Julian Blackwood. At only twenty-three years old, he has become the CEO of The Blackwood Empire as well as a deadly Alpha whose cruelty is unmatched in both the business and supernatural worlds. His face was like a Greek god carved from ice, cold and emotionless, with gray eyes as sharp as the blade of a beheading axe.

Their black armor, etched with silver runes, shimmered beneath the lantern light. My heart thrummed with power as I stepped forward, cloak swirling like a ripple of night. The scent of my minions, this legion of darkness washed over me in waves: leather, steel, earth. I felt the familiar surge of magic coursing through my veins, the heady rush that came with absolute control. Tonight, we would unleash the first wave of my dark creatures upon the Crimson Moon pack. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, savouring the moment before the storm.