Goten Black Novels & Stories

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.

Laycon snapped through gritted teeth. "Woah... woah, still as resentful as ever. Don't tell me you're jealous because I address him by his name," Black continued to tease. "J-j-j-jealous!?" Laycon stammered, taken aback. "W-w-why would I be jealous?" "Hmm... I don't know. You sound more like a jilted boyfriend than his beta," Black jested, placing a hand on his lips. Laycon's fury escalated, and he reached for his sword.

He wants me to hunt down the very phantom tracker who looted his illegal vaults—which happens to be me. Revealing my true identity as Sandra Ashbourne’s eldest son, Zevran Nightfell, to a corrupt High Elder like Gideon is out of the question. But I will not frame an innocent rogue either. I have to play this game with surgical precision. [That counts as your first task,] I respond cold and flat. [I will extract the true identity from the dark pack-links as soon as the trail clears.] [We await your revelation, Mr. E.] I kill the connection and stare at the glowing projection of the Sacred Moon Relic. Gideon is going all out to destroy Gali Blackmoor. And this exact artifact is the one piece G

He asked. "I only know what the gods have showed me. Your real parents mourn for your loss. They wished they had done something during your banishment. When I mention your name to the gods, all I see is anguish, death, desire and a black pot. Does that remind you of anything?" "Not exactly, I try to think of a black pot but my memories are blurry and I can't remember anything about it." Ibekwe paused and continued. "It was my fault. I am the reason why my parents mourn when they should be living a peaceful life. I am so stubborn and full of pride. Only if I had buried my curiosity and walked away. Only if I had buried my curiosity and looked away......."

Black The Origin Chapter 28: Betrayal (2) A few hours earlier... "Nerom? Why are?" Amari still can't believe it and left standing won't be able to move an inch. "No more question. This is your trial." There is even no faint of mercy in his voice. He draws his sword pointing in Mari's direction. The Black Beast Sword was pointing at her. It was a relic given by King-Rank Swordsman. To think that his master's sword will be pointing at her is something she would never imagine.

The Black Gorilla waved his subordinates off as he looked at Seth with a sharp gaze, saying coldly, "Mister Golan, I already made it very clear just now. No one ever knows where our auctioned goods are from. I'm not responsible for the authenticity of the goods! If you try and cause trouble here, then don't blame me for being impolite!" After he said that, an incredibly strong wave of energy shot out from his body, pushing Seth back. "I-" Feeling the immense power, Seth paled as he took two steps back. Even though he was already at the Overlord State, standing amongst the top of the younger generation among the regular ancient martial arts families, he was still too weak to stand up to the B

He pecked my lips before leaving me. Gwen and I found a spot with a nice view of the white mountains. We were seated quietly when I decided to ask a few questions about the men from earlier. The way she greeted Leonardo Black told me she knew him quite well. And since everyone was reluctant to speak about them in the pack, just maybe Gwen would. "You do know him. The man from earlier." "Leonardo Black?" She asked, and I nodded sharply. She exhaled, looking quite unsure to speak. "I do not know him personally, but his mother was a witch of the Fortress before her death. She was a powerful witch, from an ancient ancestral clan."

The duo advanced together, aiding Maddox Clan behind them by blazing a trail. At this moment, a lean man with a bare upper body appeared before them. He had black geckos tattooed on his body which looked outrageous. Beside the man was another male dressed in black with a gigantic black scorpion tattooed on his neck. The two were none other than Black Scorpius and Trillium Gecko, two of the five Dark Occult guardians. “Who are those two? Since when did Maddox Village have two experts?”

All that was left were donut holes and cake pops. "I think I took the last one," a silky, deep voice said behind me. I knew exactly who it was. Hunter Meade, the Beta of Black Moon. He was considered the pack’s bad boy, and, from his looks, he could get away with anything. He wore a tight navy-blue shirt that showed off his muscled arms, toned chest, and a nice six-pack. His blonde hair was slicked back, showing off his electric blue eyes that fit his perfectly chiseled face.

‘Black magic,’ Dowen growled through the mindlink, his voice laced with disgust. I crouched again, studying the scorched mark seared into the rogue’s chest. It wasn’t just a symbol, it was a ritual. “Is this what I think it is?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at the jagged shape. Draven gave a slow nod. “Yes. Black magic.” I straightened, my jaw tightening. “How the hell did this get here?” “Where exactly did they find him?” I asked, my voice low. “On the outer edge, past the third border line. Our patrols almost missed it, the body was hidden beneath a thicket,” the Gamma answered.