Evil Black Panther Novels & Stories

Death is his middle name when messed with......... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.

" He held out his hands. Christine glanced at me and I nodded. We grabbed his hands and he pulled us through the crowd. He ignored the complaints sent his way as he bumped through bodies, while I gave swift apologies. We arrived at what seemed to be the scene of attraction and my eyebrows lifted in puzzlement. There was a large Jeep parked right in front of the office. In front of it were two groups. Alpha Xavier and the Elders on one side. On the other side, I saw a man dressed in a strange black attire which matched the colour of the vehicle. His olive skin reflected the light of the slowly setting sun and his grey eyes showed worry towards the Alpha. "That's the panther king of the east."

“No, thank you.” “Don’t be like that; I’ve been dying to meet you.” His boys snicker in the backseat, and an uneasy feeling settles in my stomach. “My name’s Everest. Alpha of the Blood Fang pack,” he continues, stretching out his hand. “And I know you. You’re famous, aren’t you? Olivia Blackwood. Human.” He purrs the word human like it’s a sin. This man looks like he’ll use me and not give a single fuck what happens to me after.

She glared at Erma, attempting to regain her ground, and disdainfully spat back, "I know you, a human-favored little singer, but what's there to be proud of? In Golden Crest, you're nothing but a useless omega! My dad is the Alpha of Black Furies, and I have a nobler status than you!" Erma's eyes flashed with cunning as she seized the opportunity to expose the flaw in Evita's claim, "Black Furies? If I remember correctly, they're just a low-ranking pack. So, theoretically, you shouldn't even qualify to be in the VIP area. How did you end up here? Did you sneak in like a thief?"

’ I jump half a mile and almost drop dead of a heart attack. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” He smiles at me, looking daunting and obviously impressed with his sinister prowess when lurking around in the partially lit apartment. I just eye roll at him as I try to calm my erratic heart and weak limbs. Panther comes to mind. He has the silent, confident walk of a ferocious black beast in the shadows. Wearing what looks like a form-fitting work out tee over sweatpants. Modern day ninja or cold assassin. “Don’t you use beds?” I ask sarcastically, still recovering from my minor stroke as he moves out of the way to let me pass. I lift the milk jug out before I head for the counter past him to

Near him, two men sat in tense silence—Rafael and Mosby, looking tense. Meanwhile, standing beside them was a young man dressed in black from head to toe, with long, dreadlocked hair tied back. He had a black snake tattooed across his face. This was Black Viper, Grand Viper's other most trusted enforcer. He and White Viper had been Grand Viper's fangs—until now. Now, one of those fangs lay dead before him. "Sir, please… You have to avenge White Viper and slaughter everyone connected to the Wrights—burn their whole damn legacy to the ground!" Black Viper hissed, his voice hoarse with grief as he knelt beside the corpse, cradling her body.

She tries to be brave, but his dark aura makes her scared. "Yet..." He played a pinch, and the black panther entered the room. It slowly growls. Elaina swallows the lump that forms in her mouth. She jumped back on the bed and looked at the calm animal, which was no longer cruel, but his emerald eyes were enough to make her unconscious. The black panther's dangerous aura is enough to scare anyone. Its sharp teeth are shining like armor. "Now, If you want to stay alive, be a good girl and keep your mouth shut..." He pauses for a second and sighs, "About my secret."

Noel crushed the enemies who stood there, giving a way for the three queens to pass in an instant. His new appearance shook everyone who saw it. Unlike his humanoid figure covered with a dark veil, he has now transformed into a giant black panther – more powerful and more agile than they have ever seen before. His feline-like eyes tantalize with devilish aura as both dark and white colors mixes, corrupts those who seek to destroy him. His razor-sharp claws can tear the enemy flesh into pieces, not minding the sturdiness of its target, treating all of them the same.

~OTP Noah: WHAT? He muttered angrily under his breathe. Maxwell: Chief, our secret sources have revealed that Black Panther has hastened its activities more around the outskirts of Italy. I think they are again planning to attack us as our spies have spotted some of their men wandering around our ports. Noah: Hmm, does Boss know about this? Maxwell: Not yet. Noah: Alright. Keep an eye on them and make sure they cause no harm otherwise heads will roll. He growled. Maxwell: Got it Chief.

She ran, she ran faster and harder that she even thought possible, her paws pounded into the dirt with such ferocity that she feared it would register as seismic activity, guided by her preternatural vision and animalistic speed she darted through the great woods, north towards the Elana River, hoping, praying that the text message she sent before leaving the compound had been received, if it hadn't then she would surely be dead by sunrise. Her hind legs began to ache, miles of forest behind her but still miles to go, driven by the need to survive the black panther forced on, she could not hear anyone following but that didn't mean they weren't coming, her father would send the elite Enforce