Black Zetsu Novels & Stories

And underneath hers was another person’s details. “You got Roberto’s too ?” I asked. “Roberto De’ Luca is not your concern. Stay away from Ischavor’s son.” “He is a student under our instruction.” Zeth replied, holding my gaze. “Be honest with yourself, what do you want from him?” I asked, I knew Zeth. He was surely up to something. “Fine…. I want to fuck him. That’s all, just one fuck is enough for me to get him out of my head.”

"I liked the music in the old lobby. This feels like a funeral." Jinx sat opposite him. Her playful neon accents were gone. She was now a void of light-bending "Vantablack" fabric, a stealth suit that seemed to absorb the room around her. Her face was concealed by a mask that showed no emotion, just a flat, reflective glass surface. "Welcome to the big leagues," Jinx said, her voice filtered to sound like a whisper in a dark room. "Tier 2. No more tutorials. No more hand-holding."

I try to calm him, I give Derik a look “You could’ve at least given a warning.” “And warn that devil spawn?” He growls, his eyes narrowed above I follow his gaze to find the source. Zen’s hanging from one of the lower branches by a single hand. He’s dressed in all black. A dark, close fitting shirt, riding pants and calf length leather boots. He must be wearing a cloak similar to Lukas, since the hood is pulled over his head. He looks like a part of darkness itself, if not for the piercing silver eyes that look back down coolly.

Magnus grunts into the receiver, unable to argue with her stubborn nature. "Good boy. Stay sharp." The line goes dead. Zanele sets her communicator on the bedside table, leaning back against the stark white headboard of the recovery suite inside the Bloodmoon Pack Manor. Her left arm is wrapped tight in thick linen, smelling heavily of crushed lunar herbs and silver-cleanser. The door to the private sanctuary clicks open. Supreme Alpha Idris Blackthorne steps inside, his massive frame practically blocking out the light from the hallway. His golden eyes sweep over her, locking onto the device in her palm with dangerous precision.

I mentioned, then, I thumbed up at him. “I was just reserving this trump card of mine, but now, there’s no holding back anymore. It’s now the perfect time to test the might of this Zodiac Union,” he uttered. I nodded at him. Then, I guess this is also a rampage for us. There is no stopping me now. I called my celestial weapon too and transformed it into a black katana, a Japanese kind of sword I used to see on animes and I coated with a condensed dark energy coming Mammon.

Wei Zhi Yin softly chuckled as he shook his head lightly while he uttered with a soft eyes, "Zhi, You never change." Zhi Yin stood up as he walk in his walk in closet as he grab his clothes. He wore a simple black jeans and white lose shirt and After that, he wore a white rubber shoes and he just comb his silver white hair with his hand. When Zhi Yin glance in his reflection in the mirror, his bewitching silver eyes turn black. Although his outfit is simple, Wei Zhi Yin still look handsome although his face doesn't fully matured yet.

He was powerful and just like them hard to fucking kill. One of Velex’s wings snapped as Zekiel drove him to the ground again and bit down hard just managing to get Velex’s arm. It wasn’t enough to trap him though, the bite went clean through and took his arm. Zekiel swallowed it and Velex leapt back in rage. Velex gripped the stump trying to stem the flow of hsi black blood. His back right to the entrance for the portals. Zekiel lowered his head and you could see the spines along his back ignite to an azul color just like his eyes. It was a deep crisp blue and the blue glow started in his mouth.

January 7, it is already 1 day passed since we clear the zombies in our street but the road towards it still has too many zombies, though we don't find any special type, the sheer number is making us hard to completely wipe out them while having idle time, Jimboy and David is always bringing me to practice with them due to they feel that being strong in this world would be the key for our survival even David always complain but he still continuing his practice while me slowly but I've been familiarizing myself to my strength and mana control and I can kill mindless zombies now using terrain and having enough control of my mana I can enchant my dull knife, which is very helpful *ingggg* the d

Finally we reached a washed out road. “This is a war. You’re technically still the enemy in my eyes,” he snarled, heaving a huge log ten metres down the road in anger. Refusing to back down, I stand tall and look down my nose at him, ignoring the rain. "Your Alpha gave you an order." His long brown hair was tied in a top-knot, the ruddy olive colouring of his skin blending in with the muddy rain. Beta Zeke of the Shadowlands. I mentally add him to the growing list of people who despise me.

The Silver Claw and Red Fang Packs were still in the valley, tending to the wounded and securing the borders, but this fight was theirs—Sam and Kevin, united against Zane, their bond the key to victory. Zane Blackthorn emerged from the shadows at the plateau’s edge, his lean frame coiled with menace, his shaved head gleaming with rain, his claw-mark tattoos stark against his pale skin. He wore a sleeveless black tunic, the fabric clinging to his body, and his amber eyes burned with a hunger that made Sam’s skin crawl. His claws were extended, sharp and black, and his pack—what remained of them—flanked him, their amber eyes glowing, their matted coats dripping with rain. But Zane’s focus was