Blackened Triple Tail Novels & Stories

’ Jones says with a very grave voice. His voice at the moment is nothing I have heard before. His voice echoes when he speaks and his face, his face has turned completely different. His body is the same but he now has a wide wing of different colors spread at his back and his eyes are now glowing, his eyes are shining like a ray of light from a torch. And his body is covered in some complicated tattoos . He looks so angry right now. In fact, he looks so scary, like he could just kill me now but I unexpectedly find him so hot right now.

~TOBY~ The noise got louder when the real races started. Engines thundered. The fence vibrated under my hands as I gripped the metal wire. The smell of hot rubber and gas was thick in the air. I wanted to shrink back into the crowd, but then Alan rolled out onto the track. He looked different in his cool black racing gear. He looks bigger and Focused. The flag dropped, and the bikes shot forward. I couldn’t look away. Alan leaned so low into the turns his knee almost brushed the ground. He didn't look scared at all.

Nathan then instantly flipped over the air and stands at Zitrey’s side. Slayer smirked from the unexpected hit he receives. He tardily holds his long blade katana while tapping it on his shoulder. The dull part was colored in black while the sharp one was in shiny silver, and in between, they were a dark purple in a zigzag pattern. The weapon was scary enough to make goosebumps, it seems possessed by the shadow of death. Slayer then uttered while staring intently to Nathan, “I will play with you lad. You seem fun.” he then looked at his remaining troupe, “There are still few people upstairs, so babies, kill the rest~”

Torchlight danced across the walls, casting flickering shadows on the faces of the gathered. At the forefront, Alpha King Lukarian stood tall, his triplet sons flanking him. Blaze's fiery mane cascaded down his back, Storm's piercing gaze seemed to see right through the crowd, and Rain's gentle smile put even the most restless at ease. The triplet Alphas wore matching black robes, embroidered with intricate silver threads, symbolizing their royal lineage. Behind them, a massive stone pedestal supported the coveted Triple Crowns, Their gemstones glinting like stars. Lukarian's proud gaze swept the crowd before settling on his sons.

No matter how hard the black light struck, it couldn't break the barrier. "Damn, he's strong!" Inside the aircraft, Aryella and the others were awestruck. The apex overbeast seemed to realize Gideon was no pushover and started to take him seriously. Its massive, eerie eyes flickered with a crimson glow. Aside from that, Gideon noticed its tail resembled a snake's, stretching 100 to 160 feet long, lined with bone spurs. Then, the black tail slammed down. Wherever it swept, mountains crumbled, and the earth split open into deep ravines.

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

Their eyes glimmered with a malefic light, revealing their true nature as they prepared to unleash chaos upon the unsuspecting nation. The Black Wolves bore a distinct mark of their predatory nature. Etched upon their bodies, each member possessed a sinuous tattoo, resembling a coiled serpent with piercing crimson eyes. The mark adorned their bare arms, a visible symbol of their allegiance to the pack and their dedication to the impending destruction they sought.

The climb up the Devil’s Backbone felt different tonight. Usually, the mountain was my sanctuary, a place where I could lose myself in the rhythm of the turns, but now it felt like a vertical trap. The three sets of LED headlights behind me were closing the distance, their beams cutting through the darkness like searchlights. These weren't the heavy, lumbering cruisers of the Iron Wolves; these were high-performance tactical SUVs with enough horsepower to flatten my Norton if I let them get close enough to touch my rear tire.

Finally, I was whole. But, when I returned to the water's edge to cool off, the scent hit me like a punch to the chest. It was intoxicating, addictive, smelling of damp earth and sandalwood. I snapped my head around and lost my breath. The Alpha Triplets were there, emerging from the shadows like ghosts: Liam, Dean, and Ryan. They surrounded me with slow, predatory steps, their golden eyes glowing in the darkness, fixed on my every move. "Mate," they said in unison, their voices vibrating in the air.

“How do you think we felt?” “We’ve gone over this…” “No, we haven’t.” There was silence from the four and I kept quiet as well, folding my arms and resting my back on the chair. “This task is different from the previous tasks.” I zipped my lips but the triplets didn’t. “What now? Make us hang out naked in Snowtail for the day.” The triplets laughed but that thought made me shiver, literally. Snowtail’s the coldest pack in wolf territories. Five minutes out there with nothing on and you’re frozen to death.