Goku Black Novels & Stories

"Something's wrong!" Gideon's heart tightened. This time, the vision was different from what he had seen before. The difference was that a black hand seemed to have torn through the sky, reaching for the divine being atop the mountain's peak. The divine being struck back. The nine suns merged into one as the being released a single, earth-shattering punch. Just like that, the black hand shattered, and the vision vanished. Gideon's mind surged with turbulence. "A black hand? That wasn't in the vision before! Could it be… The stronger my Solar Titan Physique becomes, the more of the vision I can see?"

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

"Unit 88. You are clear to engage. Objective: Retrieval. Minimum force required to incapacitate." From the shadows of the helicopter’s hold, a figure stepped out. He was massive—easily seven feet tall, but unlike Kazi, his bulk was pure, distorted biology. He was shirtless, his skin a deep, obsidian black that seemed to absorb the light around him. His muscles weren't natural; they were bunched and twisted like knotted cables under his skin. He wore a heavy, reinforced version of the silver collar, and his eyes were covered by a sleek, black visor that fed data directly into his brain.

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?

Water bucket hovered, dripping prelude to hell. Kenji stood predator still, porcelain sleeves rolled to elbows exposing a dragon tattoo coiled taut, obsidian eyes locked on the traitor with surgical calm. No suit now—just a black shirt clinging to lethal lines, katana sheathed at hip, unnecessary. His hand gripped the hose steadily, accenting gravel-velvet lethal. "OmegaTech. Names. Amounts. Or we continue." Rourke spat blood-flecked defiance, broken nose swelling purple. "Fuck your empire, Sato. Go to hell."

“I SERVE THE QUEEN.” My chest tightens. The Hollow King attacks. The guardian leaps. The two collide. The impact shakes the valley. Kael grabs my hand. “Now.” We run. Gold power explodes from my palm. Black energy surges from his. Our powers collide with the Hollow King's body. It screams. “NO!” The black armor cracks further. The creature swings its enormous arm. Kael blocks. The force sends him sliding backward. “Kael!” He catches himself. “I’m fine!”

Two shadows entered without a sound or warning. The door closed again. Riko froze. His body suddenly felt cold. He raised his head and saw them. Their gazes were cold and indifferent, like executioners ready to strike at any moment. "Ah...!" The two women almost screamed. But... WHOOSH! Black Garuda moved like lightning, delivering two precise strikes to the backs of their necks. "Uh...!" Their bodies instantly went limp and they passed out. Seeing this, Riko panicked. His hand instinctively reached for the pistol beneath his pillow.

“Don’t worry, okay? Everything’s going to be alright.” I ask him about the mission, but he says that the Black Tiger is going to explain everything to me. Can you believe it? Everyone knows he doesn’t talk to anyone. I step outside, and see him riding a motorcycle in front of the building. He’s wearing a black silk shirt, opened to the chest, showing his pale skin. His hair is styled messily, with some strands covering his eyes. His gloved hands are on the grips, ready to start the vehicle. He turns his head and looks at me, and his dark stare makes my body shiver.

The power of the eight peak Kings of Arms combined felt like something that could swallow Harvey whole. The eight slashes formed into one would easily cut down any God of War. A truly invincible yet unblockable strike! Akio regained his composure after seeing the sight. Even he could not defend himself against this killer move, let alone Harvey. Akio only regretted not inviting others to watch the show. If not, the match would have been enough to make the Shindan Way known worldwide. Without a second thought, Akio brought out his phone and dialed a number.

another guard added in a low voice, his expression equally dark. “I’ll deal with him later,” Park growled. “Secure the entire area and make sure that bastard doesn’t have any accomplices lurking around. He dared to attack my sister in our own territory, right under our damn noses.” Every word came out through clenched teeth. The suffocating darkness radiating from him instantly silenced the surrounding security personnel, who lowered their heads and stepped aside as Park continued toward Belle. Then his expression softened. “Hey, angel.” His voice became impossibly gentle.