Black Sky Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Becky asked her. Cat looked a little scared but she told Becky yes anyway. Josh watched as Becky led Cat to the balcony. Becky told Cat to hold on and she wrapped her arms around Becky's neck. Becky spread her wings way out wide and she quickly took them up. Cat held on to Becky a little tighter but then Becky wrapped her arms around Cat's waist and she held her tight as well. They soared and rolled through the clear night sky. The moon was full and everything was shimmering from the freshly fallen snow below.

“So biased. You only give full answers when Sky asks.” “I know, right?” Aston agreed, dramatically fanning himself with his hand. “The favoritism is unreal.” Night smirked but didn’t answer. Kim reached forward and gave him a playful jab on the shoulder. Sky, suddenly self-conscious, shifted in his seat. “Am I bothering you with all these questions?” Night looked at him with calm certainty. “No. You can ask as many as you want. It just means you want to know me better, right?” Sky opened his mouth to respond, but the words caught in his throat. Night’s gaze held him firmly—warm, steady, and utterly unshakable. There was a softness in those dark eyes, something unreadable yet magnetic. Sky’s

Skye looked at the falling sword shadow and scowled darkly. He did not expect Philip to go crazy with his attacks! “Black Wind!” At Skye’s command, violent fluctuations appeared in the space, and the surrounding energy gushed! A huge black storm appeared out of thin air in front of Skye. When the black storm appeared, the surrounding energy gathered toward it. The space roared as an energy storm appeared in the air. At Skye’s command, the black storm hit Philip's sword shadow! Rumble! Following the sounds of explosions, Black Wind Canyon was filled with energy storms!

“We have to.” But deep down, I knew the truth. We weren’t ready. The shadow in the rift stretched further. And the sky began to bleed black.The sky bled black faster now, fractures spreading like cracks in ice. Nyx’s voice slithered out from the rift—soft, amused, the same tone she’d used when she first appeared.

High above was an arched ceiling, painted in whorls of blinding color. Bile crawled up my throat. I rolled over, pushing myself onto my hands and knees. Images flashed behind my eyelids. My brother’s with their throats split open. Blakely, her glossy eyes staring up at the sky as though she knew the path her mates had taken on their way out of this world. I swallowed back vomit, pressing my forehead against the chilled floor. “Fuck,” I rasped, my voice hoarse. “I need to find her.”

Better not risk another flight. “That’s a cruel thing for a mate to do,” I say quietly. “I’m not big on the whole ‘mate’ thing either, but you have to see where I’m coming from. I’m a Shadow Fang wolf. It’s complicated. And I swear, I didn’t know who you were before all this.” Sky takes a shaky breath, her shoulders relaxing a little. “There’s no predicament,” she says flatly. “We’re not anything.” That hits hard. I step closer, closing the space between us. “Why would he let you go? What kind of idiot does that? You threw me off my damn bike, Sky. You better hope you didn’t mess up my paint job, or I’m billing you.”

Date = 8 August Place = San Francisco (Black Pit) POV - Aria The kitchen hums with low chatter and clattering pans — right up until Sky lifts her hand to her mouth and goes perfectly still. Her eyes lock on the doorway, and the warmth in the room drains like someone cracked a thermostat to freezing. “Fock,” she breathes. A shadow fills the entrance. “I fucking told you to stay in bed and rest,” a deep voice growls. My shoulders jump. My spine snaps straight. Sky just smirks at the storm walking straight toward her, slow and wicked, like she’s been waiting for this exact moment.

Skye hissed as he felt rage from the voice, almost as if it was lending a hand as the air started to crackle with terrifying dark magic. "But, what about you? Won't you get into trouble?" Skye almost laughed dryly from her worried tone, her fearful eyes back then. How could she not be scared? How could he not be nervous? Of course she would ask such a thing, only he continued to assure her that the plan was foolproof. Not knowing that things would go wrong, so many things and it was his fault. While Skye silently walked towards the ballroom with a scowl formed on his face. Skye’s hair turned blackish-red while his skin now turned itself pale, but not enough to be considered a true Dark Dwell

“Don’t worry, no one will ever be able to take you away from me, if they even try, I will rip their heads off with no mercy!” Darren and I don’t speak anymore, partly because I can feel his muscles tense under my fingers and one more of my words would only make him lose control. Darren POV Sky when she opened her eyes...They weren’t that bright green, but they were black, when she saw me later, they went back to normal.

Then again, maybe they’re sick of us and their need for us is no longer relevant when compared to their anger. My time of contemplation comes to an end when the open sky before me begins to rip. I think I’m hallucinating, but the image doesn’t go away- in fact, it becomes clearer. It’s like a zipper opening up a jacket. The sky morphs into a jagged line before splitting open. What starts as a black slit in the sky quickly becomes a black hole as the gap widens. It’s like a mouth of darkness opening it’s jaws ready to devour anything near it.