Ducktales Black Heron Novels & Stories

Willy watched the sunset, knowing it would soon be dark. He knew that the Black Dragon was exceedingly dangerous and that it would be challenging to spot him once it was dark. He could sense that James was nearby even right now. “Bring him out.” Soon a few mercenaries walked into the wooden house and dragged out Henry who was on the verge of death. Willy stood up, pulled out his gun, and stepped on Henry. Afterward, he took out a loudspeaker and shouted, “Black Dragon. I know you’re here. Show yourself, or else Black Shadow will be buried with you today.”

A black SUV screeches to a stop. The door opens. Leanora Thornton steps out, smiling. "Hello, Jamie. Miss me?" Jamie shifts mid-run, putting herself between Leanora and her children. But Leanora's faster. Silver chains wrap around Jamie's wolf form, burning through fur to skin. She collapses, the silver draining her strength. "Don't hurt my mama!" Herston's hands glow silver. Power builds in her small body. "None of that." Leanora pulls out a dart gun and shoots. The tranquilizer hits Herston in the shoulder.

A hint of a smile comes on Azraiel’s face as he hears his voice and words. “The witch Caleb told us about, Alana…she is here. She says that the Richard who bit Charlotte is actually Austin Jones of the Black Onyx Pack…the same wolf who was bitten by the Trueblood Emmanuel Reed.” Daniel doesn’t speak for a few seconds. “So…you are saying that people from Black Onyx Pack are alive?” “Yes…She also believes that he has been raising his own army while eliminating white wolves?” “I see.” Azraiel frowns as he can’t understand the tone of the head coordinator.

Now all she had to do was wake up Dakari. Katalea could feel the feline shriek in her very soul. As everyone surged the stairs to the main floor Katalea tore off her clothes and shifted. She took the stairs in two bounds and was racing out of the house towards the sound. The sun had pushed its way through the earlier storm leaving only small puddles for remnants, easily avoided by those who got out first. Katalea’s enormous strides covered copious amounts of ground until she pulled up short. A large shadow passed overhead unlike anything she had ever seen. It let out a screech she had heard before, and her insides liquified. Flying overhead was an enormous black dragon, with a very limp

Especially Cash and his gang. Drake’s body grew into his huge demonic form. When Ryder would pale in comparison next to Drake in that form, now he was a sight to behold. Imagine a solid black dragon with scales that would remind you of the galaxy. He walks upright on two feet in a semi humanoid form. His body thick with chiseled armor that looks to have grown straight out of his body. It was black like him, but changes colors depending on the direction he turns. The colors are breathtaking. Like the northern lights, they changed from black, to purple, to blue, to green, and yellow. Spikes protrude from both his elbows. I’m assuming its part of his battle armor. His body was magnificent in th

As the blood boiled in his veins, his eyes were filled with tiny blood vessels. “Joe Quintus, did you think you could compete with me, Jakoda Quintus, with these little tricks of yours? What idiotic nonsense. Black Dragon, kill them all!” Jakoda roared as Black Dragon emanated a bloodthirsty aura. However, the expression on Joe’s face became even more peculiar. Whack! A kick swept across as Phoenix appeared, forcing Black Dragon to take a step back. She got into a cooperative stance with Kamaitachi as they faced Black Dragon together.

His eyes were a pure black just as those of his counterpart, Moros. The only other big differences between the two was that Moros had white skin and his face was tattooed black, appearing like a gothic mask covering his eye line, his forehead and his cheeks. His hair was brown and also stylishly cut. Whiro had on a long dark cape. “I am going to enjoy feasting on your souls,” Whiro’s voice came out cold and blunt. The Amarok army started their attack and Hermes together with the other speedsters quickly engaged. It was a battle of keeping your eyes open without daring to even blink for the slightest of seconds as one was facing off a killer god all while dodging an incoming Amarok creature.

Especially Cash and his gang. Drake’s body grew into his huge demonic form. When Ryder would pale in comparison next to Drake in that form, now he was a sight to behold. Imagine a solid black dragon with scales that would remind you of the galaxy. He walks upright on two feet in a semi humanoid form. His body thick with chiseled armor that looks to have grown straight out of his body. It was black like him, but changes colors depending on the direction he turns. The colors are breathtaking. Like the northern lights, they changed from black, to purple, to blue, to green, and yellow. Spikes protrude from both his elbows. I’m assuming its part of his battle armor. His body was magnificent in th

And if she had to destroy April and Isabella to make that happen, so be it. With one last look in the mirror, she turned and left the room, her heart set on her dark and twisted path. The Bloody Sinners Clan had no idea what was coming, but soon, they would all see just how far Amelia Earhart was willing to go to get what she wanted or become MRS AMELIA DARKCLAW......

— Darren — In the morning, Henry and I began our work. He seemed like a jovial guy. His twin brother had been and still is Gamma of Blakewoods and had been Gamma himself since the formation of Blakemore. His brown hair barely had any grey in it, which was the opposite of his long shaggy beard. He looked like a man that has spent most of his life living in a remote cabin in the woods, and his clothes reinforced the image further.