Marvel Carmilla Black Novels & Stories

Once he revealed even the tip of the iceberg, they knew they had provoked a ruthless existence. Yet Carl did not even glance at them. His gaze remained fixed on Amelia lying peacefully not far away, so gentle it seemed to melt, but when he turned back to the black-robed figures, it was cold enough to freeze ten thousand miles. "Hurting her," Carl said softly. His voice was calm, yet carried unquestionable killing intent. "Requires a price—one that does not even deserve the chance to beg." As his words fell, he struck again. This time, he showed no restraint at all. With a casual wave of his hand, invisible force turned into countless dense spikes that pierced through the black robes and into

“That’s not—” “What is it then?” Dante cuts me off, merciless. “Let’s go and end the whole Moretti family. You’ve taken half their wealth, destroyed their holdings. That girl—” he nods at Camilla as if she’s part of his evidence, “—helped you. You’re the monster who doesn’t hesitate. Remember that? You have no sense of rationality. It is blood you crave. You’re not a normal man.”

"You? An omega? Own a black card? Don't be ridiculous. You're just a thief, Sibel. You must have stolen it from a big werewolf... an alpha? Someone worthy of its power." "I didn't steal it," I said, my voice firm. "I acquired it legally." "Impossible," Cara sneered. "An omega can't even touch a black card, let alone own one. You're just a liar and a thief." "Where did you steal it from, hmm?" she continued, her eyes glinting with malice. "From some unsuspecting beta's den? Or maybe you snuck into the alpha's chambers and snatched it from under their nose?"

He opened the back door and used his hand to beckon her inside. She turned to stare at him. “I don’t~” “Get in…” His voice was low yet terrifying. The command hidden behind the deep rasp of his tone had her shuffling into the car. He came in after her, closing the door behind him. Someone was in the driver’s seat, a man in a black suit similar to his. “Sebastian, I gave a couple of fools your number. As soon as they call, kindly kill and dispose of them…and also, make it clear to their boss that what’s mine is off-f*cking-limits after paying him in Larisa’s name.”

CHASE I blacked out for a moment but I revived quickly. My senses knew what would happen if we didn't get out of the shitty situation we found ourselves in. "It's a Wendigo!! It's a f*cking Wendigo!!" Damon screamed on top of his lunga line the mindlink.

Black hole. Hamish was looking at the woman who was lying on his couch with a frown on her face. Or rather, the thief... He had carried her into his living room and then he had looked for anything on her to identify her but she had no papers so he had to take a picture of her to send to a friend to search in the American databases... He would like to have a drink but he was afraid that the young woman would run away... He wondered why he was unable to call the police... That's what all normal people do after discovering a thief in their house...

The moment Elina was attacked by Levon, Damonq ripped his hand back, taking part of Darkness’ heart with his fist locked around it. The evil screamed, throwing his head back and then forward to crash into Damonq’s forehead. Damonq fell back, hitting the floor of the verandah. Blood poured from wounds in his chest and neck where the master evil creature had ripped at him. In his fist was part of the blackened heart and he kept his fingers closed tightly around the prize.

Yman's body was enveloped by black mana as he was slowly pushing his body to get up. The Noble Rat wondered if this person just playing dead a moment ago. Never did the Noble Rat expected for this human to hide such a card up his sleeves. He was dying just a moment ago, but now, his body had something weird on it. The current Yman has ears the same as the Noble Rat but it colored like black smoke. His hands have black long nails but the sizes and forms were the same as that of the Noble Rat and his eyes had turned red, but in this state, his vision was unhindered in this dark surroundings. He even has a black tail grown on its back the same as the Noble rat.

It seems that I couldn't get her out of my mind at all. "I will find you Miss unknown." I mumbled but the next second I was distracted by call. It's time to focus on my work. ___ I put back the lingerie in my pocket and stormed out of my suite. Black roll Royce cars were lined up outside with men in black, waiting for me. Their Boss , Caspar Mcadam, the money laundering Mafia King. The god of the American underworld. I'm the symbol of danger, blood and death...no human being in their sanity would like to cross their paths with me... I'm ruthless man with no mercy feelings.

Those eyes that held a similar shine like Carmilla’s yet was so much more menacing, shimmering with a glint of pure ill intent. Finally, her eyes widened as she realized something, something was very wrong, and she realized it just now. Dianne’s lips quivered in fear, yet her state of mind purely in one sense. “Y-you’re not Carmilla! Who the hell are you?!” she spoke out loud, her voice straining and shaking in pure fright, unknown to her on what the woman could do to her in any given moment. The hue of malicious mischief was evident in her eyes that it frightens Dianne so much, who knows what the woman could do.