Black Sky Marvel Comic Novels & Stories

His dark meteor-steel runic tattoos flared with blinding anti-magic lightning that completely neutralized the gravitational distortion around them. He didn't back down. He stepped directly in front of Clara and Silas, his massive frame looming like an impenetrable mountain between his family and the cosmic horror. Dominic brought his obsidian blade around in a brutal, supersonic diagonal slash! "Absolution Void: Star-Sever!" A hundred-foot wave of liquid black solar shadow tore through space. The dark wave intercepted all three plasma tendrils mid-air, shearing clean through the entity's dark-matter mass! CRACK-THUD!

CHAPTER XIV: Terrified “Dark Celestial Realm Augmentation: Graveyard of a Greedy Crab,” I seriously uttered, snapping my fingers to activate and expand my complete realm. Everything was suddenly enveloped by darkness and there were several black holes surrounding us, moving around like they will suck everything in this realm. But that will not happen unless I allow it to happen. Then, big tweezers of a crab with sharp fangs on edges came out from these black holes. They were enveloped with dark glowing light. Deborah’s Celestial Realm was shattered into pieces and vaporized into thin air. It was overpowered.

Flames shot up the sides fast. Screams filled the air. Sirens tried but the city stayed dark except for that weird red sky. Marcus pulled me behind an overturned car. “The main crew is here.” Shadows moved at the end of the block. Dozens. Tall figures in black. Eyes glowing. Claws and old weapons out. One stepped up front. His voice carried like he was right next to us. “Noah Vale. Marcus Blackwood. You broke the blood decree. Vale Enterprises ends tonight. You die with it.”

Of course the Grand Elder knew this, but what’s the harm in continuing to fight and kill even more before they die, right? “Hm? It seems something is appearing up there? A black hole? Are there other enemies coming?” Long Chen asked, looking up at the sky where a fairly large black hole had just appeared. All eyes immediately turned to the sky, for the pressure emanating from that black hole was so immense it drew their attention. “Eh? Did I see that wrong?” Long Chen asked, rubbing his eyes as he stared at the black hole in the sky with a shocked expression. “AGHHHHHH!!! Watch out! Don’t block my path, get out of the way!”

“It’s starting.” The sky—iron grey moments ago—began to swirl into darkness. Clouds spiraled inward, forming a vortex directly above the Frostlands. Snow lifted off the ground in slow, impossible spirals, rising instead of falling. The heartbeat came again. BOOM. Every creature flinched. Lyra swayed, her knees buckling. Vale caught her, arm sliding around her waist. The mark flared beneath her glove— —but not gold. Black. A pulse like tar seared through her veins.

Marvel’s entire body was glowing blue, his eyes shining bright in the night as he leaned over my former mate, telling her grandpa was coming and she was going to be okay. His faith in me is endless, but I can’t fix this. I can’t fix her. I could see by the amount of blood around her and by the look of her face that it was the end for her. Her shirt and pants are soaked in blood, and Marvel has her blood drying all over his knees, legs, and hands. Even his face is smeared with it. My grandson, who likes to always stay clean, is covered in rotting blood, and he doesn’t care. His glowing blue eyes were watching Harriet like he was begging her to hold on for my arrival.

She turned to walk away. “We told you what we want already,” the brown-haired one called after her. “It’s your job to give it to us. Isn’t that right?” Lia clenched her jaw. Great. First day and already dealing with idiots. “We would like chocolate-filled croissants and a vanilla bean latte. Thanks,” the black-haired one interrupted firmly. Lia blinked, surprised but grateful. At least one of them had functioning brain cells. The other two groaned in disappointment. “Coming right up,” Lia said, giving the black-haired guy a small appreciative smile before heading to the counter.

His breath came in ragged bursts as he dropped to his knees, fingers clawing into the stone beneath him. “Hold him!” one of the warriors shouted. Three wolves rushed forward, trying to restrain him. It didn’t work. Darin’s head snapped upward with unnatural force. And then— Everything changed. His eyes opened. Black. Not glowing red like Malrik’s corrupted followers. Not burning with rage or madness. Just— Black. Endless. Like voids carved into his skull. The courtyard fell into stunned silence. Even the air seemed to recoil. Aria’s breath caught in her throat.

The Origin dissolved into a cloud of obsidian smoke, rising through the shaft and disappearing into the night sky over Aethelgard. I crawled to Dante’s side. He was breathing, but he was unconscious, his body finally shutting down from the trauma of the night. I looked up through the hole in the ceiling. The Ivory Spire was no longer white-gold. It was turning a jagged, crystalline black—the "Obsidian Rift" I had sensed earlier. The city was in a total blackout, but the sky was alive with violet lightning. A silhouette appeared at the edge of the lab wreckage. It wasn't a guard or a rebel. It was a man in a simple Scrapper’s cloak, his face hidden. He looked at me, then at the unconscious Da

Looking up and focusing, he saw Marcia was there giving out orders to well over two hundred other skylark riders that had formed lines, each had a bird of varying size and shape, and each soldier was bringing forward a blazing spear, throwing it at the lines of blackguards. This brought about an instant change in the blackguard's tactics, as some blocked and shielded others, still covering the necromancers as they spawned another wave of undead, bumbling into each other once they stood as if drunk, before being urged to rejoin the battle. Some blackguards started throwing little black balls into the sky, fizzling out if they missed their targets and the ones that hit punched through skylark