Gokai Black Novels & Stories

It was emanating wisps of black smoke. The black smoke circled his hand like a small, black dragon. It shot out an unlimited death aura and dark energy. This sight stunned the Nether Goatman, who had intimidated everyone with his appearance. He suddenly fell to the ground. Even his armor shrank inward to indicate submission. Chase was right about the illusory Book of Life and Death. He was not the only one surprised about this, even Barry and the others felt the same way. Chase thought this to be a happy accident as he was only trying the illusory Book of Life and Death.

Each of them formidable alphas from packs with unique abilities and legacies. Caius Knight Black of the Nightshade Pack was a tall man with long, sleek black hair that framed his chiseled face. His eyes were a piercing silver, sharp and calculating, often concealed under the shadow of his brow. The Nightshade Pack was known for their mastery over shadows and stealth, and Caius embodied that secrecy and quiet danger. His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace.

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.”

He gazed at Maki with narrowed eyes thoughtfully. “You’re on the level of the God of War.” It was safe to say that Harvey was surprised. He didn’t expect that Maki could reach the God of War’s threshold after using the black paper figure. Of course, the elderly man would have to pay a hefty price in exchange for that power, not to mention that the power boost wouldn’t last for a long time. Nonetheless, Maki was still a God of War as long as the boost persisted. A King of Arms and a God of War were two completely different levels.

Ito ay isang babaeng may mukhang perpekto, ngunit ang kanyang mga mata ay walang buhay. ​"Welcome back, Black Family," sabi ng hologram. "Ako si Gaia, ang AI na nilikha mula sa natitirang code ni Dr. Vane at ng mga Keepers. Salamat sa inyong pagbabalik. Ang 'Key' (Alexander) ay sa wakas ay nasa aking kontrol na."

Ding! Red Alert! Ding! Red Alert! Ding! Ding! Ding! RED ALERT! Blackening Value increase-75% The blackening happened so suddenly that Omeo who heard an unfamiliar sound inside his head furrowed his brows, as he was thinking who is it, having to cross a thought that he might have been bonded by a system suddenly made him feel ecstasy but before he feel an un-presented joy of finally having a system despite him not being a hero or Sotiras, a big shadow that was shaped into a weird figure appeared in front of him.

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?

His smile widens and accepts it. “You’re too young in this kind of job. You’ll still have many things to learn. Nice to meet you too, Miko. You can call me JD-hyung.” He said as we shake hands. Then he looked at Aikon-hyung. He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.”

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.