Novel & Cerita Black Zodiac

Oshiro grinned. "Congratulations second team, you did an excellent job. The remaining group will still face another golgozur dinosaur before we proceed to the next stage of the training!" Prince Arthur snapped his finger and a t-rex appeared in front of them. And the last four zodiac warriors to try are Ammon with Taurus sign, Atlas with Virgo sign, Loki with Scorpio sign and Apollo with Sagittarius sign. They wasted no time and immediately targeted the dinosaur's mouth and defeated it without much effort.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

She furrows, “Now that I think about it, he hasn’t shown up in my office to mark his presence. Maybe he wanted to take some fresh air or eat something after the mission, most agents do it before coming back.” “Victoria,” the boss sighs. “It's the Black Tiger we're talking about. He never leaves the agency if he doesn't have a mission, and when he does, it's always when it's dark outside. It's nearly three in the afternoon and he's still not back!” he shouts, surprising me and Vicky. William is not one to get easily angry, seeing him this way makes me think that the Black Tiger missing is really something bad. “Do you think he might do something to himself?” asks Vicky with a quiet voice. I l

“How did they find us?” “The Black Moon lights every bond tied to its mark,” Zevran said grimly. “They’re drawn to it like moths.” “Then let’s burn them.” She stepped forward, flames gathering at her fingertips. But Zevran caught her arm, grip strong. “No. You’re still learning control. You could ignite the entire forest.” “So you handle it?” His mouth tightened. “We handle it. Together.” Their marks flared in unison—hers gold, his silver—until the tether between them shimmered visibly in the dark, a thread of light connecting their wrists.

"We're really busy right now. We need to get everything in order before it all goes down." "You should be helping," I respond, though my body is still weak. I don’t want to keep her from her duties. She brushes her hair back, revealing the black 'Z' tattoo behind her ear. "Do you know what this is?" she asks. "It isn’t just a 'Z.' It’s Zombie’s way of marking his she-wolves… the ones he owns." "But that doesn’t mean we belong to him, does it?" I question, a sense of defiance rising within me.

The healer's voice successfully snapped Darius out of his funk. "Darius, I found more," she said, handing the man a piece of paper. "It's of vital importance that we find him. He was born on a Black Moon. Those born under the Black Moon are believed to possess unique qualities and characteristics due to the rarity of their lunar alignment. In Jasper's case, it means his powers are beyond what has been witnessed before. There has never been a hybrid born on a Black Moon!" Here she pointed at the paper in his hand again. "Blaise says that his full power will be unlocked on Jasper’s 18th Black Moon."

The piece that she will put under the bishop. “Well, let us see what I can get from you.” She draws a sinister smile and looks at her prey’s profile. Setting her eyes on the words that will be her key to dragging her prey into the hole where she wanted him to be. “Sagittarius.” The Greek Zodiac name took her interest immediately. The Zodiac that she neither likes nor hated. The sign that is the easiest one to be fooled from the rest of them. “Well, I guess I’ll be hitting a jackpot with this one.”

He tapped her but she was still feeling quite sleepy. "This woman is a headache" he grunted and Bethany opened her eyes. "Who are you calling a "headache"? Huh?" She dragged Xavier to herself and his eyes bulged looking intensively at her. ******************************* Blaze walked out of her room wearing fitted black leather trousers and black fancy leather boots. She had a black leather jacket over a black singleton. Her choker necklace fitted her well alongside her dark shades. Her hair was stylishly parked into a ponytail. Her lips were smeared with black lipstick. She looked stunning. Jason wore a black face cap and black shades. He pulled his black leather jacket on top of his black

Isiewu asked. “Eye of the gods,” Uchendu said, almost in a rush. “Echi is dying.” Isiewu pushed a black pot that was beside him as the news hit home. The liquid that the black pot contained spilled on the floor, noiselessly. The liquid was clear with meanings drawn on every part of it, and Isiewu could see the symbols it contained. The answers of Echi’s present state. “It can’t be possible.” Isiewu voice rose.

But they hit hard. He turned his face slightly, drawing in a slow breath, trying to ease the tightness building in his throat. If only he had known. He met her a month ago—at the bar where she worked. Quiet. Reserved. Always polite. They had exchanged small conversations here and there. She mentioned studying medicine… wanting to become a doctor, just like her parents wished. And somehow, without fully thinking it through, he had given her his black card. She had refused. Of course she had. But he left it anyway—on the counter, forcing the choice into her hands.