Guardia Negra Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You and I will fight like warriors. If you win, I'll tell you my goal. And if you lose, your life will be mine.” Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could k

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

She just disappeared as he felt something cover them like a sheet. He saw the guy standing before them, and his blood boiled at seeing the gloating smirk on his face but he had decided to look after Parisa instead. She looked she was going into shock, her mismatched eyes unseeing, her lips parted, with no sound coming out. "What did you do to her?" he asked with a growl as he took an arrow from the quiver on his back and notched on his bow, pointing the arrowhead directed at him. Null shrugged, disinterested as the clearly human warrior demanded from him answers that he can easily give but was too unamused to care that she had resorted to being allied with a mere mortal.

“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 air followed. Trix pulled out her dagger which glowed through the smoke. Tristan clenched his fist and watched fascinated as a 6ft shield appeared from t

"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?"

Phoenix The air in the black market was thick with the scent of desperation and greed, a mingling of sweat, smoke, and the sharp tang of illicit transactions. Phoenix Eadmaer Koznetsov, ex-military captain and now the formidable head of La Nera Bratva, navigated the labyrinthine alleys with the ease of a man who had long ago made his peace with the shadows.