Cyberpunk Black Hand Novels & Stories

With his hard preying hands still wielding a grip on me, I thought of a self-defence mechanism but none was coming through as realistic or helpful enough, especially for a strong man like him. I tried to knee him in the groin, but Nelson anticipated the move and twisted my arm behind my back, making me let out an ear-deafening scream. A searing pain shot through my shoulder, and my vision began to blur. Nelson's hand clamped over my mouth, as I screamed, but the sound was muffled. The last thing I saw was Nelson's twisted face before everything went black.

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.

"Something's wrong!" Gideon's heart tightened. This time, the vision was different from what he had seen before. The difference was that a black hand seemed to have torn through the sky, reaching for the divine being atop the mountain's peak. The divine being struck back. The nine suns merged into one as the being released a single, earth-shattering punch. Just like that, the black hand shattered, and the vision vanished. Gideon's mind surged with turbulence. "A black hand? That wasn't in the vision before! Could it be… The stronger my Solar Titan Physique becomes, the more of the vision I can see?"

Before I could process what was happening, a heavy, calloused hand suddenly shot out, gripping my uninjured wrist with a grip like a vice. The moment his skin touched mine, a violent, electric shock jolted straight up my arm. It wasn't just a physical spark—it felt like a bolt of lightning tearing through my veins, hot and wild, singing with a primal energy that made my breath hitch. My mismatched eyes flew wide, locking instantly onto his.

"The man who was in your car that day..." "The doctor?" I asked. He nodded. Beside me, Derek quietly took out his phone and switched on the recorder. Mr. Gab closed his eyes briefly before speaking again. "Elian wasn't acting alone, he has been working with Lorenzo... the founder of the Blackwing Organization." The name alone sent chills down my spine. "Blackwing isn't an ordinary criminal group," Mr. Gab continued. "It's a hidden syndicate that controls drug trafficking, contract assassinations, and illegal intelligence operations."

She said, "That's my family's last name. It's unlikely you've ever heard of it. May I know where I am? Now, where is this place?" The king responded, "now you are in the realm of Black Mist. This is my kingdom, and I am the king of this realm of black mist. My name is Everett Black Draco, and this realm is also a Vampire kingdom." Hearing the words from him, Tazaana could say nothing, out of shock. Xavier said, "Your Majesty, what should we do with her?" Everett replied, "She was imprisoned." Tazaana interrupted, "What have I done? Why am I imprisoned?"

Vincent's POV A month later, Sophia was a husk of a woman, kneeling in an abandoned warehouse on the South Side. "Vincent, please, just kill me..." she begged. I sat across from her, slowly polishing my gun. "Death is a gift you haven't earned." For a month, she had been hunted. Every corner of the underworld had my order: make her suffer, but don't let her die. She became a rat, scurrying through a city that wanted her blood.

Xareth’s voice cracked through the room like lightning splitting a tree. In one swift motion, he seized her by the throat and lifted her clean off the ground. Her legs flailed mid-air, her fingers clawing desperately at his hand. “I warned you,” he growled, low and lethal. “If you dare meddle in my affairs again, or defy my rule, I’ll send you back to the Black Abyss.” The Black Abyss? Even through the pain clouding my thoughts, that phrase echoed in my mind. People say cruel things when they're angry, but that didn’t sound like a metaphor. That sounded like a place.

Meanwhile somewhere far away from the traffic jam, There's a lady standing on the roof top of a 9 storey building, checking on Badmus with binoculars and a 200M military grade sniper with a long range laser optic scopes on it. The lady's name is Elizabeth who goes by the code name of {Black Ace ♠️} , She's also a member of the Prime X force and just like Diamond and the others, she was tasked with the order to take out Badmus. But unlike her team mates, Black ace was different in every way.

And for a moment, the impossible felt within reach. But then, from the depths of the shadow, a hand—not mechanical, not human—emerged. It lashed toward Riven w ith terrifying speed, and in that instant… everything went black.