Blackwater Novels & Stories

I exclaimed. “What, you never witnessed that back at Grey Wolf?” He looked at me, smiling. “I did, but I never did it myself,” I replied. “And to be honest, never thought I’d witness it again.” “It goes great with my favorite Russian phrase.” Blake had a glint in his eyes. He turned to the other poor bastard, who was convulsing uncontrollably in fear. As Blake’s warriors struggled to hold him down, a puddle formed on the floor from him pissing himself. Blake just as swiftly sliced his dick off and yelled, “Hui tebé v rot!” as he did the same thing again, shoving it into his companion’s mouth.

"Get a small team of your fastest people together. We need to find those girls before it's too late." --- The cloud cover had been blown away by the wintry winds exposing the inky black night skies. Stars were scattered through blackness, Sparkling like diamonds on a bed of black velvet. But it was the moon that dominated the sky, her silvery light bathing the frozen wilderness until it looked like a black and white photo was as beautiful as it was haunting.

He moved towards them with great speed. "A car is moving towards us" One of the daggers complained almost three of them. One of the men snuck out his face through the window and put his head back with a shocked expression "Black moon" he muttered "We are dead" one whined "Shut up you fools" the black moon ain't gonna do shit. You got tha... A loud sound could be heard cutting off the last man's speech. Their car started slowing down which happens to occur because one of the tyres has been flattened by Jax's bullet.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

Its fierce state made people tremble with fear. The water suddenly rose into the air and swooped down like a 100-meter sprint, sweeping toward the undefeated. Its thunderous roar echoed in everyone's ears in a vast and mighty manner. The black river water was surging as if it was telling people about its long journey. Tens of thousands of streams flowed through countless regions, passing through the void and flowing into other paths. At the end of the streams, there were circles of black vortexes that were suffused with black fog. The branches and souls flowed into them. It was as though they had flowed into the giant mouth of a hungry behemoth before they completely vanished.

The ships tower above us and bob slowly in the nearly black water, making weird creaking sounds that heighten the entire creep factor. The first time I was here, I stupidly asked Nokita why the ocean water around the ships was black. His explanation made the shipyard even eerier. The black water surrounding the ships is death. When animals, humans, and plants die in the water, they absorb the nutrients and take them to the bottom when they sink. The water is black because death paid a visit and so far, the water has lost the war in returning itself blue.

Why is it black? “You are a Blackburn,” Sage said, answering her thought as he retracted his wing and Amber looked at him. “Your kind is special for the black blood that runs in your veins and that is why they call you Nightbloods. Bathilda is one too.” Even after what he said, Amber could not bring herself to lick her own blood and she quickly rubbed it off with her other finger. She looked at him again and caught him staring and she felt it to be overwhelming. “Kyra,” he called. His voice was as soft as the wind and her heart nearly stopped.

She placed her head into his black fur. They went plunging into the empty dark hole of the waterfall's cliff. "King Austin!" shouted Grump. "What happened?" asked Prince Brayden, waking up from his passing out. "They fell into to the Black Water." "What? What does that mean?" "It's a death place. A place where no one have ever escape from before.” “What?” “Legend says once fallen, no one can ever get out." King Leonardo gasped in shocked and fear. He didn't know such a place existed before. This is the first time he have ever heard of it.

“Way stronger than any rogue I’d faced before.” “I know,” I whispered, barely able to catch my breath. “It’s like they weren’t even…wolves anymore.” That was when I looked down. The blood on my hands—it wasn’t red. It wasn’t the crimson I was used to, the kind that came with wounds and wars and too many years of violence. No, this was black. Thick. Oily. Like tar. Like rot. I blinked, thinking maybe I was seeing things wrong, but then I saw it on Nolan too. On Ava’s face. On Liam’s claws. On Shane and Jade. All of us. Covered in that black, putrid mess.

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.