Ophelia Black Novels & Stories

It didn’t behave like any liquid I’d ever seen. It hissed as it touched the ground, thickening into a tar-like sludge. It writhed and moved, slithered, like it had a mind of its own. A sudden bubble burst at its center, releasing a foul smoke that twisted into the air with a shriek I felt rather than heard. Then, as if it had never been, the black ooze dissolved, vanished into the stone like it had never existed at all. I stood still, heart pounding, the remnants of the stench still clinging to my lungs.

Carrying with it the faint smell of death and decay. We stood frozen. Even Ophelia held still. A deeply worried expression was plastered on her face as her freckled eyes widened in green and yellow spots. The rogue laughed. "Got this from far far away. We planned to use it for you stubborn lot, but taking out Aurelius will be worthwhile. He’ll play with you now." He didn’t get to gloat long. A black, rough claw whipped out from the dark and dragged him shrieking into the cage. So fast I questioned what had just happened for a second. Then there was a sound. A wet, crunching one. And finally, an eerie silence.

ISABELLA'S POV He came back unusually quiet today, I wondered what must have gone wrong with the outing with Chris, he barely replied Mary's greeting so I didnt bother greeting him. I walked silently to my room, I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I had changed, I had grown more Beautiful, fairer and full-cheeked, my hair finally relaxed more than it ever had, Canada hair stylist magic. I picked my phone to surf the internet, I was bored. Scrolling through my I*******m feed, I stumbled across a post from Tyler Perry, advertising his first black series, which he would be producing and directing, The Tyler PERRY'S SISTER'S. It was premiering in Los Angeles, and its first cinema appearance

Dawn POV Oh my god, get off!!!. What is this thing ?, It's moving around in me, yet can't get out no matter how much I try, Ophelia keeps trying to take a nip at the black disgusting sluj, I have no clue what it looks like, but I am barely breathing and my body decides to betray me by releasing something in my bloodstream. Adam's face has gotten paler than ever, he's gotten almost a fully-fledged beard, his eyes are bloodshot and the blue color in them looks so dull, not the bright ocean eyes I fell for.

She picked it up to look at it, and saw that it was a netty lingerie that was as good as no clothing. "You're wearing that to meet the boss later today" Sophia spoke from behind. Amaya felt her insides turn and she had the urge to throw up. Imagining the Don touching her again made her want to spit. How much he disgusts her. "He's damn handsome too and you can't deny that fact" her subconsciousness taunted. "Stupid mind" Amaya groaned, holding her head. Sophia laughed when she saw Amaya groan, and said casually, "come on, you should eat something".

Being Damon Thorne’s “girlfriend” lasted exactly three hours before I realized something important. Blackthorn didn’t just notice things. It fed on them. Every hallway I walked through, every class I entered, eyes followed me, whispers trailing behind like shadows. That’s her. Damon’s girlfriend. The scholarship girl. I kept my head down, gripping my books tighter. Invisible. That was the plan. Now? I was the topic. And I hated it. “Hey.”

oozy and black-colored mass of slime… It had many eyes over it, all of them yellow-colored and looked like they were slowly moving around the black sludge. It also had a single vertical jaw filled with razor-sharp teeth, which crossed around the entire mass of black sludge. "What is this?" wondered Belphegor. Suddenly, Chaos received a System Message, it seemed that the artifact had somehow recognized him as the owner of this summon, and connected itself to the system. [Blood Core] has bound with the [Summon Artifact] [Summon Artifact] has been bound to the [System] [Congratulations! You have summoned [Shoggoth (Phantasmal+)]!]

"This whole year, you've held her in that dungeon. You beat her. You whipped her. You humiliated her. She did not fight back, not once. Because to fight you was to fight herself — your veins held her blood. If she struck you, she felt seven times the pain. You have tortured her for a year. She never once used the Tether against you." "Then there's Ophelia. She isn't the daughter of a neighboring Beta. She is a spy from Blackmoor pack — the pack that put the curse on your line three hundred years ago. Her job, marrying into the Thorne line, was to make you destroy the elves, so that you would never find the true antidote — so that the next Alpha, and the one after, would always need treatment

"Please tell me you found her, please." Polly eyes stung with tears as she shook her head. "No no no no no." Ivory sobbed as she fell to her knees. Three days is when the police are searching for a body, but for black girls, that is much much shorter. "Mrs. Smith, we'll find her-" Just as Polly finished her sentence, a car door was opened and closed. Everyone looked to the direction of the sound and only to see an extremely confused Ariel wearing an emerald green dress and bow. Confused, but safe.

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i