Black Z Flashing Novels & Stories

Crashed into a barrier. Everything went black.

The shift was immediately a wall slamming down, his muscles going tense under Alessio’s hands. “I told you,” he said. “It was nothing.” “You don’t black out from nothing.” “Well, maybe I do. Maybe I’m falling apart in a different, hot, mysterious way.” “Noa.” The bathroom light flickered. Both froze. This time the flicker wasn’t electrical. It was rhythmic. Pulsing. Controlled. Three slow blinks. Like someone or something trying to get their attention. “Noa,” Alessio murmured, voice barely above breath, “did the flashes ever come like that?”

The golden sparks got deeper and darker, until they turned to the color of burnt ash. Roman’s smile faded instantly. “Ava—” Pain shot through my arm, and it was so sharp that I couldn’t breathe. The glow turned black, swirling like smoke between our hands. I gasped and tried to pull away, but the bond tightened around us, holding us in place. “Let go!” Axel shouted. “I can’t!” I screamed. The black light crawled up my arms, beginning to spread through my veins like fire. I could see the dark lines trailing underneath my skin, glowing faintly while they burned. My knees gave out, and I fell forward, but Zade caught me before I fell to the ground.

Then black. Nothing.

Suddenly, a loud vroom ripped through the air. A sleek, flashy motorcycle sped past them. Chase’s eyes locked onto the figure on the back seat. In the dim light, his black pupils flared with anger, dark and chilling. “Chase them!” “You got it!” Zane slammed the accelerator. The supercar shot forward like a rocket. Usually effeminate, Zane’s adrenaline surged in critical moments, driving the car like a spaceship. Soon, they closed in on the Harley ahead. One in front, one behind—they refused to yield.

A blinding flash of headlights exploded into view. Alessia’s breath caught. From the side, a black sedan burst out of nowhere, silent, fast, merciless. There was no warning. No time to react. The impact came like a hammer. Metal screamed.

But this time I dreaded it more than the first. My eyes shot wide. There he was standing in all black , with a hoodie over his face. I peered closer, the only thing I could make out was the sinister smile that reached up the shadow hiding the rest of his face. My gaze drifted to the opposite side of the road and I spotted Andrew's BMW-I8 parked there. Could it actually be his? No, no! Colour drained from my face and I looked on in horror. A shrill scream left my lips as I cowered to the floor both hands covering my ears.

The room was lit up this dark green color with black lights that hung from the ceiling that kept flashing. What's with the black flashing lights? The Door closes behind me and I whip my head around and I Froze in my spot unable to move As I stare At what's in front of me. He's tall with hair to his shoulders and with how dark this room is it's hard to determine what color his hair is. The only thing that stood Out was his face and body was painted white black circle around his eyes and black stripes across his abdomen. I swallowed and took a step back.

' she thought and used it as an inspiration not to break her stare. Everyone in the room was tensed. Black did this before with Flute and he almost went crazy, not being able to handle the memories that he saw. Black lost control of it, but thankfully, Era was there to control Flute and told him he's okay. That nothing's wrong. "Say my name," Black ordered which Ela obeyed and made their both of their eyes turn white. 💜

Shine was carefully dabbing Belle’s neck when her eyes suddenly widened at something near the junction of Belle’s collarbone and throat. “Belle, what’s this? A bug bite?” Shine blurted out before she could stop herself. Belle’s eyes widened in horror. “Or... a love mark?” Shine whispered uncertainly, though her voice was still loud enough for everyone—including the two doctors—to hear. The station instantly fell silent. Phil quickly looked at the spot Shine was pointing at, while Sam and Mel leaned closer in curiosity. The moment they saw it, the three exchanged meaningful glances that did not escape Belle’s notice.