Kenapa Aku Hitam Novels & Stories

I asked, eager to know more about how his Lycan powers worked. “Black,” Issa answered. “But it is faint.” “What is my colour?” I asked. “Grey, like the moon,” He answered. He cursed quietly. “What is it?” I asked him as he slowed down the car and balled his hands into angry fists. “Fuck!” He suddenly exclaimed. “I lost it.” My heart sank. I could not accept that.I could not allow that witch just disappear after what they did to my mother! “Is it because of the magic?” I asked through gritted teeth as I also balled my hands into fists..

I said lost in deep thoughts. All the while I spoke, Black was listening with interest, and I found that comforting as I felt he understood what I was going through. "Do you know why you have been failing?” He asked after some time of thinking. I looked at him not sure of how to answer him, as tears had blurred out my visions. “It's because you have been killing the wrong people, it's time to start killing the right people to get what you want to achieve. There is a friend of mine we need to go visit,”

Then I also want to ask you, Why can't you do the same thing as me? Black - Think of everything we've done for this country so far! Think of the sacrifices we've made! And what's the repayment they gave us?! They only look when we got captured! They only look when we were falsely accused! They even also only look when we were delivered to the cross, to be burned to ash! Now, you unexpectedly asked why I want to do this matter?! She says with utter hatred. Black - Naturally because I must have my revenge! Takes revenge against the humans as well as this country! This is the reason why I did all this!

They are blinded by emotions that I had successfully kept away from me. If humans were made from a color. Maybe wine which was a darker shade of red itself, then I was made from an even darker shade and the darkness that I had embraced for years had now become a part of me that would never fade. I was dark… I was Black… in fact. “You seem as pale as a half-dead to me, Ama. I can't even see that dark shade of red and shouldn't that be noticeable since you claim to be so dark-”

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......."

He asked. "Ohho, didn't your question was useless? Well i have asked you na then answer it" i said. "Okay...but first come here...sit beside me" he said. "Why?" I asked raising my brows. "You're sitting so far...so i am unable to listen you properly" he said amusing me. "Okay..." I said and sat beside him on sofa. "Now answer" i said. "Black" he said which i already expected. "Mine differs for every occasion...but i hate yellow and pink colour" i said.

Paano pa kaya sa loob, ‘di ba? Modern ang design. Maganda pa ang kombinasyon ng kulay, black at white. Minsan kung sa iba, ang ideya ng black at white ay hindi na bago. Kasi paulit-ulit na. Kaya hindi okay sa kanila ang combination, pero para sa akin iba ang dating ng black. Walang kupas. Kahit isa ito sa dark color, iba pa rin ang ganda na binibigay nito.

I change out of my clothes and put on my pyjamas and fall to my back in bed. I hurt all over, my head is aching, my eyes are swollen from crying and my feet are sore from running to Kali's house. Why did this happen? Why did I have to be born with black magic? Why can't I just be like everyone else? A thousand thoughts of me questioning my existence flood my mind. I can't keep overthinking. I have to do something about this new magic I have inside of me. I have to train and get it under control.

Sobrang dami ng ‘what if’ sa utak ko. “Ganoon ba? Pero wala na diba?” “Un… the aura… disappeared immediately…” I let out a long sigh of relief. Mabuti naman, kung hindi baka ayaw ko ng umalis dito sa loob ng silid. Baka paglabas ko, isang hakbang palang ay tumba na. Pero anong why? Yan talaga ang tanong sa utak ko. Why is there a black aura and animosity in the Academy? Isn’t the security around the school should be tight?

He repeated, judgement laced in his tone. Fucking stupid. She thought to herself, slapping herself mentally. Josephine felt embarrassed and began to chew her inner cheek. "Black." She turned to look at him and furrowed her brows at his response. "Black?" She asked. "Black." He repeated. Out of all colors, his is black? "Why black?" She asked. Elijah leaned back in his chair and thought carefully why his favorite colour is black. "Black looks sexy on people." Josephine gave him the 'you can't be serious look.' and he smiled and shrugged. She rolled her eyes playfully and took a bite of her cake. "You know I'm right." He stated.