Novel & Cerita Deku Black

A blue spot light was turned on, pointing towards the stage with some mist hovering over the air. Nikita walked on stage, with her purple glittery dress, huge neon pink earrings and pastel purple heels. She approached the microphone and started talking, "Hello everyone! It's so amazing to finally see y'all here. I know I was a little bit extra with the decor but it's time to just unwind and have a good time. But before we start partying, let's give a round of applause to Ms.Erica Wayne!!"

She would have Callisto at her side, and Azrael too. But of the fallen, I had given up a while ago. "No!" I thought, "Asmodeus NEEDS to be on my side." ⋅ ♱ ⋅ The black sun made the sky of hell darker and darker, it was a true work of art, and not even the 7 chapters devoted to its description was enough to define how truly stunning it was. The crimson sky, the dark and cold sun, the gray clouds, and in the background, well hidden among the black mountains, there were small glows.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

He knelt before the stone altar and made a solemn oath to the sacred relic that symbolized the pack's highest faith. "I, Derek Blackwood, as Alpha of this pack, with the departed spirit of Grand Elder Fenrir as my witness, swear I will never seek out Katherine Vance again or disturb her life. If I break this oath, I willingly accept the Moon Goddess' harshest punishment. I'll lose my Alpha power and die alone." As the oath left his lips, the moonstone glowed faintly, as if witnessing this solemn promise. After making the vow, Derek became a different person.

I find a table in the very back corner, tucked behind a big stone pillar. It’s perfect. It’s dark. It’s invisible. I sit down and open my book—a worn copy of Theoretical Astrophysics. I hide the cover behind a paper bag. If people knew the creepy janitor was reading about black holes, they’d only find a new way to mock me. I take a bite of my apple, my eyes scanning the room. Across the hall, the Knights' table is a scream of noise and gold. They sit in the middle, lit up by the tall gothic windows. Alan Voss is at the head of the table, looking like a king carved out of ice and ink.

“Stop. Don’t go out there!” “I can’t,” I cry. “I don’t know what’s happening!” Then something moves. Fast. A black blur swooshes past us like smoke with claws. It knocks into me, hard, and I hit the ground so fast the breath is punched from my lungs. “What the hell was that?!” I scream, scrambling up, sword in hand. Zev’s already moving. “A shuck.” “A what?!” “A shuck,” he says, his voice urgent. “Undead werewolf. Black as night. Strong. Fast. And impossible to kill.”

Then, a tall man walked over to me. *You must be this lycan king I hear so much about. My name is Mercury Black, I'm Kayla's grandfather.” oh shit the one and only Mercury Black is in my fucking kingdom. My lycan was going nuts. He has been wanting to meet him as well. And now that we have. I came to realize what everybody has been talking about. He's one strong ass dude. That doesn't take shit from anyone. Shaking his hand I nodded “Yeah that's me the lycan king but your granddaughter seems not to believe me she thinks I'm lying because she thinks you are.” Hearing him chuckle, he explained.

The sanctuary’s evening light filtered through heavy curtains as Travis sat alone in the study—a room steeped in the weight of generations. Polished wood shelves bore relics of pack history, trophies from battles past, and portraits of formidable leaders who had carried the mantle before him. Among them hung the face of Derek Black, the revered Alpha whose legacy cast a long shadow over the Dusk Hunters Pack. Derek Black entered with measured steps, his presence calm yet commanding. The lines etched on his face spoke of decades shouldering burdens Travis now understood all too well.

Eva exclaimed in shock. "What? Black?" Lawrence was shocked as well. Black meant that it was a Divine Vein that was exclusive only to the Dark Order of the Path. If his Divine Vein was black, that would mean the elder named Norm was an ultimate elite of the Dark Divine Holy Land. The current sect master of the Dark Divine Holy Land, Paige Lark, also known as Dark Water Divine Sword, and the Dark Divine Holy Land's Saintess, Eva, all possessed ordinary red Divine Veins. Only three people in history, including those from the Dark Divine Holy Land, were known to have black Divine Veins.

He heard his father resorted with frustration in his voice. “Dear, you shouldn’t be here. Go back to your room.” His mother hurriedly whispered when she noticed him listening to their conversation. “Wait, did you just say men in black?” Hyde resorted when he came back to his senses. His companion didn’t speak but answered him with a mere nod. “Oh, and one more thing, she also said that one of them has some kind of black bird tattoo on the neck.” Hyde was stunned when he heard about the tattoo. He’s certain, that the deceased man was one of them—or just a scapegoat.