Dc Comics Black Characters Novels & Stories

Each of them formidable alphas from packs with unique abilities and legacies. Caius Knight Black of the Nightshade Pack was a tall man with long, sleek black hair that framed his chiseled face. His eyes were a piercing silver, sharp and calculating, often concealed under the shadow of his brow. The Nightshade Pack was known for their mastery over shadows and stealth, and Caius embodied that secrecy and quiet danger. His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace.

(Dark Magic Infinity) It was the strongest magic chant. "Oh, so you are using Infinity magic?" He could hear Viola's whisper illuminating through his ears. Now his teasing him? "חור שחור"(Black Hole) Alkhun had gathered up a large quantity of his mana in his right arm. Creating a large porthole, absorbing anything in its way. It is The Dark Magic Infinity's Black Hole. [What are we seeing right now?] The black hole started to build up, getting larger and larger. Swallowing everything in its way.

until I told him my mate's name. "Gabriel Black?" "Who is he, Jim?" Mom asked worriedly. "The Black family, are cruel, heartless Werewolves. They're close to Royalty, but only distantly - they are a part of the Werewolf Council. I'm not just talking about reputation, I mean - really mean - that they are ruthless, powerful, cold and evil. If you are his mate that means..."

“Why is everyone looking at me like that? I have to ask, already getting irritated with the stares. If they have something to say, then they should. Leonard, sitting by my left, becomes the first to speak among them, “The Black Lotus is a group of wolves that went rogue in some way. They can be considered rogue wolves but the difference is that they haven't lost their sanity. Instead, they are like an organization of wolves skilled in a different type of physique that differs from what is regularly taught to the regulars. Their group is no different from the packs we have but theirs is done in secret. One thing to note about them is how feared they are among wolflings. Once they set their ey

Jason McCann's lost cousin. Ace Black -He is seventeen years old. He has black hair with blue eyes and he is dangerous. Controls his own mafia since his father killed his mother at a ball which made Ace take over the Mafia. He's an assassin, Hacker and street racer. Luca, Domenico and Giovanni Romano best friend. Liam Black

This was a place of power, of fear, a den where mercy was a forgotten word. Alpha Zane Blackthorn sat on his throne, his lean frame coiled with menace, his amber eyes glinting like a predator’s in the dim light. His shaved head gleamed under the torchlight, the claw-mark tattoos snaking up his arms a stark contrast to his pale skin. He wore a sleeveless black tunic, the fabric stained with blood—some old, some fresh—and his fingers drummed a slow rhythm on the armrest, each tap echoing like a heartbeat in the cavern’s stillness. Around him, his pack lingered, their eyes averted, their postures tense. They knew better than to speak unless spoken to. Zane’s sister, Rhea, stood at his side, her

From the thick underbrush where we hid, I spotted two sentinels standing motionless at the cave entrance. Their faces were completely covered by bone-masked hoods, their forms draped in ragged black robes. It was impossible to tell if they were male or female, if they were even werewolves at all. They didn’t move, not once. Not even when the air shifted with death. When night fell, Xareth moved like a whisper. He stepped forward, his black cloak merging with the darkness. His bow emerged in one fluid motion. He pulled two arrows, and fired in perfect unison.

Hey, dear readers, I'm excited to announce that there will be a volume two of this book. It will feature Hades, the eldest son of the Black family, in the spotlight. Hades is the leader of the most powerful mafia in the world, the Sicilian Mafia. He is one of the cruelest mobsters. Devoid of a heart, but with the appearance of a Greek god, he doesn't let anyone stand in his way. Amalia Pop, a drug trafficker from a city in Romania, is a girl who has lost much in life, from family to her own soul. Now she does everything she can to survive, even if it means pulling off the biggest drug heist of her life.

No matter how many waves crash at it, it remains unbending. In the underworld, keeping your identity is vital to survival. It’s very easy to kill someone and have their families want revenge, even if your actions weren’t personal. So among hit people and assassins – yes, there is a difference – we are only referred to by our codenames. We tend to come about them based on our chosen kill method. I ended up being called Blackheart because I tend to exsanguinate my victims and watch them die and those who have met me describe me as cold and emotionless.

Yeah, I remembered something. *Flashback* Black Dragon. Number one agent of Dark Knight. JD. Get along well. The newcomer. The DJ. The patissier. Everything happened so fast. I can’t barely remember every detail of it. All I know is that, someone superior than me arrived. I know I shouldn’t be feeling this now but I can’t stop myself. I’m just human.