Dc Black Panther Novels & Stories

“Not even the Panther?” Stephan’s gaze darkened. “No one. The Panther Syndicate won’t dare to get in his way. They’ve known about Damien’s power for years, and believe me, they’re not foolish enough to pick a fight with him. They know better than to mess with the Dragon.” But that wasn’t my concern.

Scar ran down his face, eye silver bright. Kaelen stiffened. “You.” Fiona gasped. “Darius…” Darius stepped inside, blade low. “I’m here for a debt. He saved me once. Tonight I pay it back.” His eyes flicked to me. Wakanda’s power rose, thick as smoke. “You betray your own?” “I belong to none,” Darius said. “But a debt is blood.” Wakanda roared and charged. Darius met him, steel on power. Sparks burst, walls cracked.

I got down slowly, still staring. The moment my foot touched the ground, the sheer presence of the building swallowed me whole. My gaze ran up its height again. Of course. Of course Dante Blackwaters wasn’t an ordinary man. He wasn’t only the most powerful werewolf in the world—he was filthy rich, untouchable, a king in every way. I forced the air back into my lungs, pushed down the trembling inside me, and straightened my back. With as much elegance as I could summon, I walked inside.

“Instead of trying to defend her baselessly, why don't you opt for the DNA test to confirm?” Reluctantly, I nodded. “I will go for it.” “Good.” He sounded triumphant, hitting his palm together. “We will have to match her DNA with that of the Alpha of the Black Panther.” It's definitely going to be Ava’s look alike, I'm sure of that — I thought, hoping that was going to be the case. “You have to be discreet with your dealings, else there would be a flop.” He smacked his lips, eliciting a nod from me.

And you would have been killed had I not been here. "So I'm supposed to thank you,dear dark lord,for saving my life," she coughed pushing his hand away as she felt some sparks when he touched her. He was the cutest creature she had seen so far. He had red eyes like a ruby gem,his blonde hair was long reaching his shoulder,his skin was pure white which would definitely glow as a lamp in the dark.He was also tall with broad shoulders,his packs were still so visible even with the black hoodie he wore

He, Xander Finneas Kandma, was at last living in the body he wore every day. The black panther rose from the floor, shook himself like he was getting rid of water, and snarled at me. "What am I?" he asked over our mental connection. "A twat waffle," Asher replied out loud before I could say anything. Taryk snarled again. His now bright green eyes widened at hearing himself. "A cat of some kind?" He sounded hopeful. "Yeah. A big motherfucking black panther." I waved him over to me. As he reached my side, I lifted a hand to just under my breastbone. "I'd say almost five feet tall on all fours," I said for everyone's benefit.

“Caelum, Jack. Kiran said there was an intruder on the trial grounds, but I don’t see any intruder or Kiran. Why is it just you two?” To avoid suspicion, Andrius said with great sadness, “Sect Leader, the intruder is a black panther. The panther is extremely fast and powerful. Kiran thought that his armor could protect him and stayed behind to cover our retreat, but he was slain by the panther.” Andrius deliberately spoke slowly and in a low voice to pretend that he was seriously injured. Then, Caelum also ‘coughed’ twice and spat out a wad of blood, looking severely injured.

Her expression became one of neutrality, and she struck out another fist! "Panther: Roar!" It was the same move from before. The technique and execution were no different from the first, but the effect was vastly dissimilar to the first strike. *ROAR* A thunderous roar shook the entirety of Zandor and forced children indoors. The earth trembled in awe as a massive energy swept over the planet. A gigantic black panther with a red star on its forehead made its appearance amidst the chaos. It's eyes were velvety red and its countenance was that of unquestionable authority. This was the true form of the Soul Weapon known as Panther!

I tried to sweet talk them, to promise them to give them some information, I didn’t have any loyalties, I’m good selling everyone who won’t kill me secret, plus who’d do the crazy jobs if I’m gone? I did the second best thing, I fought, I bite a few guys, I fought them teeth and nails trying to get away, but they weren’t playing, freaking Irish, they knew I would try and fight, it’s why they are making sure to keep me locked and under heavy surveillance. Maybe me biting one of the guys fingers off was a step too far, but they refused to let me go, they had other plans or so they keep telling me. “Today is your lucky day demon” Patrick says, he’s the head of the small gang.

“But I couldn’t find a clean cloth or anything, I was afraid it might get infected.” I hear the entrance door open. Everyone is too busy comforting David that they don’t notice the Black Tiger entering. He’s wearing his leather uniform and has a few scratches around his face. He sees the injured agent but doesn't look surprised. He must be used to this happening in the agency. It sends chills through my body as it makes me realize how dangerous the missions can be. If I was afraid during my first one, I wonder how it’s going to be when Vicky starts sending me on special missions. I can’t even imagine it.