Evil Black Panther Novels & Stories

Rayne bit the inside of her lip and considered her answer as her cat purred louder at the sound of his voice. Her animal was clearly intrigued by the vampire which was surprising as her cat didn't usually pay much attention to men around her. But something about the vampire had its attention. Maybe it was his question? He was obviously knowledgeable about wildcats. He knew the black panther was not in fact a panther but a member of either the leopard or jaguar family. That would stroke her cat's ego, that this male was asking an intelligent question about its origins. She considered her options and then went for the truth as she knew it.

Mystery Alpha Lucas Pov My grip on the container tightened. "I'm sorry, but I don't know anything about that. You should try the information desk." The man's smile widened, showing too many teeth. "Of course. But allow me to introduce myself first—I'm Alpha Louis Xander of the Blackwolf Pack."

"I put him in a concrete coffin, you moron. How the hell does a corpse crawl out of a hole?" "Miller and Jax tried to stop him at the garage, but... he’s not human, Val. He’s a machine." Valentina shattered her scotch glass against the wall. "In my own goddamn house?" she roared, her face twisting into a mask of pure hate. "You let a man with no shoes walk over the dead bodies of my best men?" "He’s hitting the main road, Ma’am—" "Then hunt him!" Valentina slammed her fist onto the mahogany. "Call the mercs. Buy the precinct. I want his head on this desk by dawn, or I’ll start shooting you idiots myself just to save on the payroll. GET OUT!"

I skidded to a halt, my ears flattening against my skull as I watched him crumple to the ground, blood pooling around him faster than I thought possible. With a strained grunt, Mila pulled the blade from the panther’s side, using her foot on his now-limp body as leverage. I felt my stomach flip as I watched the blood, a sickly greenish color rather than red, dripping from the tip. The panther was dead. Just like that. He didn’t even have a chance to close his eyes, which now stared lifelessly up at the blackened abyss above our heads. Mila’s gaze snapped to mine then, her yellow, slitted eyes narrowing. “Traitory,” he hissed, her words laced with venom. “After all I have done for you.”

The White Lion immediately ran quickly out of the square. Narakashura who controlled Naraka Pati; the black demon warrior, was confused by the person in front of him. He felt that the person who looked all black and had claws on both hands was no ordinary person. "Who are you?" Naraka Pati asked. "Black Tiger; the Bhayangkara special forces of the Swarnabhumi kingdom. What's wrong, are you afraid of me?" He smiled a little. "Bhayangkara? I don't know about that army. Are they a bunch of fools?" Naraka Pati quipped with a chuckle.

No wonder I didn’t know him. I took out my phone and called the team leader Gabe. “Hello, are you Mr. Gabe, the captain of the Black Panther?” His attitude was not very good, and he said in a sarcastic tone, “Black Panther? Humph, where is the Black Panther now? Who are you?” I frowned slightly but answered his question seriously. “I’m Ailina. I want to reorganize the Black Panther motorcade and let the Black Panther motorcade regain its glory.”

So, instead he gave a node of affirmation to him. "You can count on me for that." He spoke like he had made his mind and to be honest that scared me. Whenever I look at him I am reminded of a Panther. There's Darkness around him exactly like Panther while he waits for his prey to come up in front of him and I feel like exactly that stupid prey that has walked in front of him willingly so he could enjoy his meal. Mr Anderson talked about a few more things with his team. Those are professional things and I didn't need to indulge myself into that boring talk. So I focused on my newly pedicured nails instead.

Magnus hated how much it bothered him to know Sunny might say yes, might shun him like Charlotte had, but Sunny rolled to her side and faced him. “The black panther is about defiance,” she told him quietly, “is about removing the mask and having the courage to stand alone no matter what. It’s about finding inner strength through adversities, and the desperate desire to crawl up to the light pushing through every bad situation, even the most desperate ones.” The hurt in her eyes twisted his heart, and Magnus held her cheek. “You’ve had to do that a lot?” “Which part?” she asked on a breath. He leaned down and kissed her, just a soft brush of his lips on hers this time, but it sent a ripple th

He counted to a hundred and rest his back against the cool septic tank. This was not the time to panic. He made a deal with the man Takahiro. He told him that he wasn’t getting out until he was done. He was here for a purpose. This was the gang that killed his parents, and he wanted them to die. Not the innocent because they were guilty. They were in a gang preying on the innocent. He stood up with much resolve. He’d kill them and make sure none of them were left. This wasn’t the time for tears or to act weak. It was time to be a gangster.

He had been working here for years and he had never seen his Master's composure break much less do this but since the insolent girl had arrived in his life, he had been doing things he never did before. So, novelties didn't astonish him anymore. He looked up to see Luca giving him a murderous look, he gulped. "Si...Sir, the investigations you ordered have arrived." Luca scoffed and turned the chair that hadn't fallen from his outburst. He indicated his hand to him to go on. "...Sir, the Black Panther had been active in The Dragon's since the year 1993. She was trained in their Assassin's Department. She has expertise in Martial Arts. She had a rate of 78% success. No kin and..."