روايات وقصص ضمن Guardia Negra

Don Elio is the all-powerful lord who reigns as absolute master over the city. The people of the Cosa Nostra have nicknamed me the mad dog of Don Ganovese. They have no idea of the extent of what I am capable of doing under the orders of my big brother. They don't know what it's like to be alone in the world, facing adults who are greedy for power and ready to kill you in your sleep. Ah, finally! I can see the heavy black doors guarded by six security guards. All of them move aside when they see me to facilitate my entry.

a voice said when Paoli opened the door. William recognized the speaker. It was the werewolf, Empusa. He exchanged a look with Paoli first, then William. William could have sworn he saw concern in Empusa's eyes. Not a good sign. Empusa led them out of the room to meet up with the rest of their procession. Waiting for them was one other guard William knew; a vampire name Sekhmet; and two he didn't recognize. The trio followed the group of four Coven guards through the halls of the immense castle, walking down one corridor after another. Their footfalls echoed along the cold of the marble beneath them. Emily's breathing came in short bursts and William cold smell the adrenaline emitting from h

"He mentioned about keeping this secret from humans but he never mentioned that I should not be callous in handing its contents." The other man grinned. "He surely forgot to tell you about that, didn't he?" "Unfortunately he isn't here to tell me about it. And it's too late." "What if someone tried to stop you?" he asked, remembering the brownhaired woman a few days ago. He shivered as he remembered the way the woman's eyes shine with unbridled anger at Null as she pointed her arrow at him. "Who would?" Null asked as he strode across the room, taking out a book about mythical creatures, summoning a bit of his magic, he ran his hand lightly over the pages, chanting a spell under his breath.

The dragon nodded and pointed to a jar of gray dust. “Are you sure we can trust him,” Tristan asked. Trix turned to him and shot a look in his direction. “This is not your average fairytale she said, her hands reaching behind her back and touching something cold. As she did a gold band wrapped around their interlocked hands. A dark smoke engulfed their feet traveling up their bodies and changing their outfits to a black ninja like outfit with a black hood over their heads. The guards pulled their swords and Trix used a throwing star to slice the bottle open, releasing a cloud of smoke that spread throughout the large room in seconds. The ground shook and the scent of smoke followed by a warm

"Jackson? Is that the fire alarm?" Jackson sat up, instantly alert. The "retired" man vanished; the General returned. He grabbed the handset. "Sterling," he answered. "Sir, this is Warden Grave from Site Black," a panicked voice crackled over the line. Background noise of gunfire and alarms screamed through the speaker. "We have a Code Obsidian!" Jackson’s blood ran cold. "Code Obsidian" meant total containment failure. "Is it Zero?" Jackson swung his legs out of bed.

‎And she had no intention of being either. ‎So she buried it. ‎And became exactly what the world required her to be. ‎Unfeeling. ‎Unshakable. ‎Unbeatable. ‎La Veintiuna Negra.

"She’s anchored the entire planet to her own central nervous system to keep those shadows out. If she wakes up too fast, the kinetic feedback could level the city." A sharp, rhythmic pounding on the reinforced doors broke the tension. Jada stepped in, her prosthetic arm trailing a faint wisp of blue smoke, her expression grimmer than usual. "The Silver Guard is holding the perimeter, but the people are starting to break. They’re calling it the 'Obsidian Curse.' They think Elena traded their light for a cage of shadows." "They were being eaten, Jada!" Killian snapped, standing up, his Alpha aura flickering like a dying candle.

A ring of black raincoats and steel barrels closed in, swallowing her in a circle of white light and cold lead. Lina Rossi didn't move. She couldn't. Twenty muzzles were leveled at her chest, the metallic snick of safeties being thumbed off the only sound over the rain. "Hands up, lady! Now!" a guard barked, his voice cracking with the tension of the night. Lina’s lungs burned with the fog. Her heart was a trapped bird, slamming against her ribs. Then, the shouting stopped. A heavy, graveyard silence fell over the pier, broken only by the rhythmic drumming of the storm on the steel. The ring of black raincoats parted.

CHAPTER 20: The moment I hit enter everything changed. The screens started moving fast. Lines of code were scrolling down quickly. Systems were unlocking. Barriers were falling. Blackwood was exposed for the first time. Alarms were ringing louder than before. They were not in control anymore. The man in black shouted "Stop her". It was too late. I was moving fast my fingers were flying across the console. I knew what I was doing. One of the guards said "This is impossible".

I reached for my water, my eyes tracking the way his throat bobbed when he swallowed. "Is that a crime?" "You don't eat here," he rasped, finally lifting his head. Those green eyes were blown out, the pupils swallowing the iris until they were almost entirely black. "You eat... there." He gave a sign vaguely toward the center of the room where the team was staring at us like we had both grown second heads. "I eat where I want," I replied. I took a bite of my sandwich, watching him. "Why are you sitting in the dark? You like being a ghost?"