روايات وقصص ضمن Gokai Black

Before I could respond, the door creaked open and Mia, my assistant, stepped inside with a cautious smile. “Mr. Blackwood,” she said softly, sensing the tension in the room. “There’s a call on line two — it’s urgent.” I nodded, grateful for the interruption. Whatever was happening outside this room could wait. I picked up the phone and put it to my ear. The voice on the other end was familiar, cold, and loaded with menace. “Dominic,” the voice said, smooth and dangerous. “You’re playing a dangerous game. Don’t forget who holds the cards.”

The guard pales. "Kai Makay. You've been sentenced to life imprisonment for the murder of our former leaders.” “You must choose death then.” Kai says casually as he shifts into a massive, deadly hellhound. His fur is dark as night, with licks of fire running throughout. His eyes are black; his aura is almost suffocating. His jaw opens, showing rows of razor-sharp teeth before he lunges at the guard and in one swift move, he tears out his throat. Blood splattering in every direction.

The silence that followed was a physical strike, a vacuum of absolute zero that tasted of the milk and honey of a childhood I had never allowed myself to remember. Then, he stepped out. It wasn't a monster of smoke or a goddess of glass. It was a boy. He looked to be no more than five years old. He had messy, raven-black hair and eyes the color of glacial ice—blue, piercing, and terrifyingly innocent. He wore a threadbare wool sweater and small, salt-stained boots. He was a ghost made of meat. He was a five-year-old Kael Blackwood. Ga-chi.

the leader of their council said. There was so much hatred in the way he spoke to me, and I wondered what he was talking about. "What did you find out?" I asked him. " You possessed a dark lunar magic and this has brought about some kind of darkness to our pack, we do not accept that kind of magic here and anyone who brings such to us will be punished" he said. It sounded like some lame joke, I am never with such kind of magic, what has this got to do with me?

She screamed and hid behind him when she saw us. “WHO ARE YOU?!” Big Boss exclaimed looking back and forth on us. I take a good look at him. He looks like the same age as me. “It’s not for you to know.” Black Dragon answered pointing his gun to him. I gripped my own gun, ready to use it if needed. Big Boss is about to move while the woman positioned to run. Black Dragon spoke. “Move even an inch and I’ll blow your heads simultaneously.” His voice sounded cold and emotionless. I looked at him and was startled to see his face expressionless. He looked like a professional cold blooded killer. Big Boss and the woman froze. Black Dragon turned to the woman.

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.

More like the color. Black. Fuck!

' like seriously? 'No, you are not going to force anyone' Jack is just about to pull me when mr. Black's deep upset voice echoes in the hall. Phew! For once, I think I am thankful for Mr. Black's intrusion. At least, this can serve as a compensation for him being a total dick to me earlier this morning. 'In my office mr. Moore' Mr. Black says bossily and then turns back, probably going to his office with an annoyed expression. 'We are not done yet kitten.' Jack says with a victorious grin.

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

He is a perfect A student, even a topper in the entire school. His grades have always been perfect and no one can break his record. That makes people envy him but at the same time his arrogance arises a desire in them to kill him. Mr. Gorge smirked while he adjusted his lens on the high bridge of nose. "Zion...." Someone called him but he didn't hear. "Mr. Black?" This time a more formal and stern voice grabbed his attention. Zion lazily looked at him but stayed quiet. He was waiting for Mr. Gorge to speak first. Mr. Gorge gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Black would you mind coming here and drawing the whole nervous system?"