Deku Black Novels & Stories

3RD PERSON Everyone is holding their breath while waiting for the duel between Black Dragon and Hercules to start. They seems to be trying to gauge each other’s skill on the sword. Hercules is using a longsword and JD is using a katana. Who will dominate the duel? Everyone is waiting to witness it. Finally, Hercules raised his sword and attacks JD in full force. JD just lightly flicks his katana towards his longsword and deflects the attack. “Is that your best?” JD asks Hercules who is already starting to get annoyed.

I have heard that this is not a Gamma you want as an enemy. Lastly, Tenebris the Delta, sitting with his back to the door. Long, black hair, piercings in his eyebrows as well as his ears and lips. Basically a walking fucking Goth werewolf, but I wouldn’t fuck with him either way. Apparently, his claws contain poison dangerous to his own kind due to something in his blood. “Kai,” Ryker says when he spots us and walks over. “Thank you for having me.” “Thank you for coming,” my brother responds and shakes his hand. I watch as everyone stops what they’re doing when Kai calls for their attention.

Physically she’s here, but mentally, who knows where she is? “I thought she’d last longer. The crazy ones aren’t usually so easy to crack,” comes a voice to my left. I look over as a familiar ebony face walks over to me, sipping what smells like whiskey. With the dim lighting in this room, it takes me a second to realise he’s taken his headpiece off, that’s how dark his skin is. Skin darker than night and looking softer than satin. His natural black hair dyed silver and braided. The moment he smiles, his teeth almost light up the room.

"I've always been curious about who chose that name. Why Black Queen?" Picking up the knife on the table, I twirl it around in my hand "Because my heart is as black as coal. Have you seen the American show that goes by 'Once Upon a Time?' the evil queen who coincidentally goes by Regina too has a black heart. The difference between us is that I'm not trying to be good. I won't hesitate to stick this knife in your throat and watch as you take your last breath" "Why does that turn me on?"

But this time I dreaded it more than the first. My eyes shot wide. There he was standing in all black , with a hoodie over his face. I peered closer, the only thing I could make out was the sinister smile that reached up the shadow hiding the rest of his face. My gaze drifted to the opposite side of the road and I spotted Andrew's BMW-I8 parked there. Could it actually be his? No, no! Colour drained from my face and I looked on in horror. A shrill scream left my lips as I cowered to the floor both hands covering my ears.

“Or are you going to keep looking at the food like it did something to you?” I give him a look. “It wasn’t what I was expecting”. He snorts and shakes his head, not caring. I sigh and grab a plate anyway, people are watching. I'm Kael Blackthorn , the next Alpha of the strongest pack around. People watch and compare me to my dad. I can't look weak or picky, not here, when everyone in this Academy is judging us. I pick at the food, taking some roasted veggies, a slice of beef that smells bland, and a piece of bread that I know will taste like dust. It's sad, but whatever. I grab a water bottle instead of a soft drink, because at least I can count on water. I'm no longer hungry anyway.

I’d want to thank My Black Suit King’s readers. As you can see, this novel’s first season recently ended. The second season of this book will be published together with the original Indonesian novel. You will receive an updating notice for as long as this book in your library. Alternatively, you may search for my name, Blezzia. Feel free to look at this original novel with title “The King of Denver” to find out if the second season of the Indonesian book has begun.

“Don't keep me in suspense. What do you really want to say?” Meazus took a deep breath and began speaking. “I was asked to join the war as backup for the Pandora Pack. I have to be on the front lines because I promised them.” Deanna fell silent for a few seconds. “War? With which pack?” “The Swordblack Pack.” “What if I don't allow it?” Deanna said this because the pack mentioned by Meazus had a large number of wolfbane, which could cause several werewolves to die quickly. Deanna didn't want that to happen to Meazus.

, Deucakion said. Jade raised an eyebrow at Deucalion's words, sensing a newfound ambition in him. "Betraying your fellow Lycans and stealing the power of the Black Beast? That's a bold plan, Deucalion. Are you sure you can handle such power?" Deucalion's eyes gleamed with a mix of determination and a hint of madness. "I have waited long enough for my chance to rise to true dominance. The power of the Black Beast is mine to wield, and I won't let anyone stand in my way. Together, with the unleashed dark creatures, we will disperse the forces in the capital, causing chaos and confusion."

“I’m just thankful to you.” “Black. I’m Black.” Black sat beside Grey and unbuttoned his shirt. “Done.” Blackarlito Munteriru Fufu C. Quizo—Black—was the middle child and the only son among three siblings. He was a famous model, gifted with looks that could make anyone kneel. His eyes were striking, his nose well-defined, and his smile could make people say yes to whatever he wanted. He was tall, with a perfectly built physique. “My pants. Please, man,” Grey ordered.