Marvel Carmilla Black Novels & Stories

She said hauntingly. Carmilla’s eyes narrowed, her tone cold. “Watch it, Vesper. Don’t mistake survival for cowardice. We’ve spent years keeping this place safe, keeping ourselves alive. I’m not about to throw that away because you’ve decided to trust the people who once burned our homes and slaughtered our kind.” She shouted, the veins in her forehead showing as her eyes changed to obsidian black, almost as black as Vesper's.

"Do not lie to me, Vittoria. I saw the way you looked at him. You were practically melting into his suit." "I was terrified, Hannah," Vittoria insisted, her cheeks warming. "He has this power over everything around him. It is not normal." Before Hannah could reply, a sudden silence fell over the courtyard. The usual chatter of college students died down, replaced by low whispers and gasps. Vittoria looked up, her heart stopping instantly. A matte-black armored SUV had pulled onto the pedestrian pathway, ignoring all campus regulations. The doors opened, and two imposing men in dark suits stepped out, standing at attention.

‎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.

“What do you mean by that?” She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she simply lifted a trembling hand and pointed through the bone door, to the heart of the cave. Outside, a ritual had already begun. They weren’t ordinary werewolves. These were something else entirely, women only, cloaked in black garments. Their skin shimmered red, not naturally, but as if they’d anointed themselves in gore. Their eyes glowed faintly in the firelight. Magic radiated off them like heat. There were no children. Just women, and death. My mind snagged on the thought: How do they reproduce? But the question was lost beneath the growing dread.

CHAPTER 6 GABRIEL Some say that angels walk the Earth...I have never believed in that saying until I laid my eyes on Bella. The pic Arianna has of her does not do her justice. She has a naturally beautiful face giving off an almost angelic glow, yet I couldn't quite read her even when staring into her stunning dark brown eyes. I am normally very good at reading people and figuring them out without even having to speak to them. It's a good trait to have in my line of work. At first glance, I could see a mixture of sadness, pain, and fear in her eyes, but it changed quickly when she spoke, to a forced happier look. She was dressed in a lilac tank top, which complimented her perfectly shaped br

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

—to the extent that they were almost certainly hallucinating. Anna was overjoyed to be back at the home in Montebello that she and Allen had purchased together when they were married, but she was completely oblivious to the sleek black automobile that was parked twenty yards up the street. Instead, she searched her handbag for the door key. She strolled into the hallway after unlocking the door and entering it. A stifled shriek came out of her mouth as she set the shopping bag down on the floor before turning around to slam the door behind her.

It’s not long before Hadleigh rushes into the room with two goons behind her and I quickly step forward and puncture the scalpel into the carotid arteries of the goons as Hadleigh turns around with a look of terror on her face. Oh, I’ve missed this. For the last few days, I have been a victim. At the mercy of a sick game where I was in no control over what happened to me. People laughing and cheering and jeering at my suffering. Not an ounce of fear shown for me or what I’m capable of. But here in this moment, as her two bodyguards drop to the ground clutching their necks in a futile attempt to stop the bleeding, I finally see the fear in her eyes. I’ve missed that fear. That look that tells

Samel’s great black wolf is dragging an already unconscious black robed man, and behind them is another monstrosity like the bald-headed man that instantly stopped its movements at feeling the arrival of the captain that is the carrier of the true body of the parasitic black marks. Samel also saw Jared and General Markus, and he instantly stopped his steps after throwing the limp and unconscious Venom to the top of the pile of cave debris. Jared visibly relaxed at feeling the familiar aura of Samel from the great black wolf. The strong aura emanating from the huge black wolf is a clear reassurance that the fight with the two monstrosity won’t end with their side being heavily injured with Sa

Again, fear ran over her, making her furious because she hated the feeling. Barbara raised her hand, trying to do something about the boy with the bleeding eyes, but her movements stopped suddenly. Her skin was no longer as white as ice and she simply didn't feel the power flowing through her the way it should. Barbara was suddenly startled and almost screamed as the skin on the back of her hands turned black. Her body trembled when she saw the skin on the other side of her hand was blackened too. There was no pain, but it was definitely not a good sight to behold and not a good experience either.