Black Tiger Novels & Stories

The man felt that his attitude was arrogant, and he shot him on the thigh. Tony flinched but did not move from his position, blood trickled down his leg going to his foot. He was in pain, but he was not about to show that to the coward standing before him. “Do you have anything else to say?” the man with the scar asked but Tony said nothing just looking at him. “Very well then, where is your boss? That dog might as well die with you.” The man spat.

Drop the formalities. "Okay, Sir-I mean Rush." "That's great." He's not that bad after all... Starting that, we always hang out. At night, I decided to chill in the forest. The old Hira would not dare to go out at night. Stripe, Sigreen's tiger pet, has a cub now. And I name it Black. It was a male. I grabbed it carefully in my hands as Stripe just let me and sat on my feet. I patted Stripe's fur.

And they prohibited most of the abilities that make me a demon from usage. I nickname the man Jerk, although my clairvoyance told me he is a regular human nicknamed Jackal. I don’t know what business he has with Scarlet, but she is allowing him to flip up her skirt under the covered table, which I can see from the table behind. His left-hand glides down her skirt and feels her bare bottom. She is wearing a lacy thong that matches her bra and while seeing the lace gives me a reaction; I am jealous that someone else, instead of me, has his dirty fingers touching her intimate parts.

Astrid turns to behold Blaze's other form, Lucian the Tiger. The white tiger, with his alabaster fur adorned by black stripes and striking blue eyes, commanded awe and reverence. His towering presence, standing at a staggering shoulder height of 9 feet (274.32 cm), marked him as an apex predator of unparalleled might. In the moonlight, its ghostly white coat blended seamlessly with the surrounding darkness, giving him an elusive and enigmatic aura. The piercing blue eyes seemed to radiate an otherworldly intelligence, evoking an uncanny sense of foreboding. Surprisingly, Astrid found herself unafraid in the presence of this majestic creature.

A while later, a murderous-looking tiger emerged from the flames. The aura tiger brought about an immense wave of spiritual pressure that spread over ten meters all around. Haley and the rest could feel their breathing grow uneven from it, almost passing out. "Sky Eating Tiger!" Maniac howled, charging toward Wilbur. He raised his right fist high in the air, the aura tiger letting out a bone-chilling roar that made Haley and the rest go soft in the legs and keel over at once.

What the f**k! Tiger!" Toyota shouted as Brazil began bleeding profusely. "Are you f**king mad?" "I'm f**king with madness yeah! How dare he touch you!" Tiger ranted blindly. "I was never yours to begin with, so why claiming f**king ownership! Your possessiveness is not needed here f**king bastard!" Toyota yelled. "You got that wrong, you've always been mine, right from the beginning" Tiger smirked. "And who the f**k are you! What's your effing deal!" Toyota fired back.

Hawks said angrily, "Why did I slap you, you ask? To apologize to The Almighty Tyger, of course!" The thugs and Grace were all stunned upon seeing Hawks' actions. Grace roared, covering her face, "What are you going on about like a madman? Is there any tiger here?" Hawks glared at Grace. This woman had a pretty face but was also extremely dumb. "I'm talking about The Almighty Tyger, Tyger Lex, of course."

No, she did not flirt with her father, she tried to relax, calm him down. ‍​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‍ "So she's definitely not local." Father thought. All the locals know who he is. Taigo, master of the western forests. Head of a pack of black wolves. So the villagers would never allow themselves such impudence. Only this war spoiled everything, taking the lives of those dear to everyone and every creature, be you a man or a beast. Only Taigo was about to answer her, as the girl came very close, putting her hand on his bare chest, looking, it would seem, into his very soul.

It moved slowly down the path, heavy breathing echoing through the air as it approached Zane and Stanley. When the light hit its striped fur, I finally saw it clearly. It was Thor the Tiger. “Ah!” Zane screamed, peeing himself as he tried to crawl away. Unfortunately, Thor the Tiger lunged forward and sank his teeth into Zane’s leg, dragging him inch by inch back across the dirt. Stanley turned, clutching his neck, and locked eyes with the massive tiger. For a split second, everything froze. Then, he screamed in terror, wetting himself as he shook uncontrollably.

KEEP YOUR STETSON ON MAGGIE Maggie woke up butt naked, hugging her pillow like it was—well, like what? A Jet carnival ride? Like the electric Jet bull ride at a country and western bar? No, she wasn’t going on any Jet ride at all. Last night, she’d come to the end of her rope and then stepped out on a cliff till that ran out while she hung out on the edge by her fingernails till her sanity was stretched beyond its limits. The Chicken Hawk, Cowboy Sundae wouldn’t melt. Though, he sure melted her to a pile of Maggie-Goo. She almost laughed—almost. It wasn’t funny though. This god like cowboy was fast becoming a burr in her butt. No…that wasn’t right. Burr in your saddle! She was always trying