Mha Black Novels & Stories

But this time I dreaded it more than the first. My eyes shot wide. There he was standing in all black , with a hoodie over his face. I peered closer, the only thing I could make out was the sinister smile that reached up the shadow hiding the rest of his face. My gaze drifted to the opposite side of the road and I spotted Andrew's BMW-I8 parked there. Could it actually be his? No, no! Colour drained from my face and I looked on in horror. A shrill scream left my lips as I cowered to the floor both hands covering my ears.

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.

Third Person POV A black SUV comes to a sudden halt in front of an old shack. The dim light turns on inside, and an old man with a body length walking stick comes out. His eyes are white matching his head full of slivered hair, midback length. He wears an old dark gray robe and slips his flip flops on to step outside. "Blake son! Is that you?" The old wolf says. The SUV door opens and Blake makes his way out wearing combat uniform, matching with the uniforms his warriors wear.

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

Henry My family stands a few feet behind the Knights as we watch Alpha Maven, Luna Amelia, and Magnolia. Magnolia looks stunning, like a true leader. We watch as Xavier Black comes out of his car and his eyes immediately survey the area like he’s checking for any immediate threats. His daughter walks up behind him and I don’t know what I was expecting from Beatrix Black, but it’s not what I saw.

He suddenly felt off something wasn't right. “Listen Mylan contacted the witches for help with Urrale, but they couldn't come to help. Urrale brought their mother back from the dead. Once she opened the door to the dead it allowed the dead to walk among the living again. The worse part is that she said that a black dragon is near, and he knows that Shadow’s boys are hear. It is only a matter of time before he comes after them. Mylan said, we need to get them out of here now.” Lateri mind linked her son. They had told the pilot to prepare to the jet for an emergency take-off. “Shit, should we tell Shadow?” Montego asked. Makahi had opened the mind link to Montego. “Yes those are his pups, I w

Hunter pressed the doorbell, and we stood there waiting, fingers intertwined, both expecting to see Caroline's bright smile or maybe Blake's friendly wave. Instead, the door swung open to reveal a nightmare wrapped in black silk. Mia Blackwood stood in the doorway, looking ferocious like a spider in its web. Her dark hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail that highlighted her sharp features. The dress she wore hugged her curves tightly, revealing much more than it covered. But it was her smile that made my blood freeze – perfectly rehearsed, razor-sharp, and absolutely triumphant. "Hello," She spoke softly, her voice sweet but sharp.

Each of them formidable alphas from packs with unique abilities and legacies. Caius Knight Black of the Nightshade Pack was a tall man with long, sleek black hair that framed his chiseled face. His eyes were a piercing silver, sharp and calculating, often concealed under the shadow of his brow. The Nightshade Pack was known for their mastery over shadows and stealth, and Caius embodied that secrecy and quiet danger. His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace.

’Good morning staffs, I would very much like to make this meeting a very short one’ The manager tells us. ‘For the new staffs who do not know the boss, this is mr. Jones Black, C.E.O of Mars private hospital, which you all know has branches all over the continent’. The manager says, addressing the fine piece of art beside him. Mr. Black just waves at us, a light smile on his lips which makes my breath hitch. I know I am sounding like a hopeless romantic right now but I can’t deny the attraction I feel towards this man. ‘Oh. My. God! He looks even more stunning with that smile’. Goldie says, twisting a strand of hair around her finger as she stares dreamingly at Mr. Black.