Panther Oc Novels & Stories

"I bet you never expected this, Wilbur! This panther is forged of pure spiritual energy. It's not a real being! That makes its body strong as a set of armor, and it has no weak points." "F*ck." Wilbur swung the cleaver in the direction of the balcony, trying to force Perry and the others to show themselves. All of a sudden, the black panther turned around and used its gigantic body to block Wilbur's attack before pouncing once more. The panther was huge and moved swiftly, and Wilbur was like a mere butterfly in comparison. He could not dodge the attacks no matter how fast he moved, and after suffering from two attacks Wilbur began muttering a string of chants to activate the Dragon's Safehav

Why can't I make my body do what I want? I got this. I feel my panther ripping through, and my vision finally returns. A man is now scooting away from me, hand holding the giant gash in his face my panther had given him when he came out. His eye was hanging by a thread, and blood was soaking the black sweatshirt he was wearing. "Fuck!" He gargles as my panther tears into him, finishing him. I can see a cloth clutched in one of his hands. It smells like chemicals.

“Same thing.” I rolled my eyes, peeled off the other glove, and went back to the file spread across the table. Birth records. Test results. And one picture of a newborn panther pup with fur so white it hurt to look at. Panthers weren’t white. They were black, sometimes grey, sometimes dark brown. Never this. “Still obsessing?” Ellan asked. “Still interfering?” I shot back. “Panther pups are my business,” he said, voice even. “Not this one,” I countered. I tapped the photo with a finger. “This isn’t natural.”

Standing on the wolf's side is a large black panther; on the other is an enormous white tiger. “Let me introduce you, gentlemen, to Bliz, Nightshade, and Onyx. They are the ones you have to get past to life.” Byanca growls. “They love a good chase and they haven’t had fun in a while now.” Breayna sighs.

Last night, she didn’t have time to admire the man’s body because Rion kept giving her shock waves of pleasure that made her unable to focus. Then, her gaze stopped on one part. That thing caught her attention the most last night, Hercules D. Panther. Aww... Now Odette could admire that muscular body. Just look at those ripped abs, then his broad and firm chest, and those toned arms, all sculpted to perfection. There was no need to ask about his face. He was indeed stunning and well proportioned. If Rion lived in the modern era, he would definitely get many offers to become a movie star and supermodel.

But very few had ever seen him. In the entire planet, only five had been born into the Lycan rank; the Lycan who controlled the European region, the Lycan of the Oceania islands, the African Lycan, the Asian Lycan, and finally, the Lycan that ruled the American continents. The wolves of both continents were terrified of their Lycan, mostly because he was known to be ruthless and dangerous. Legend had it that he had been around for over a millennium, as he was blessed with immortality. The rumor was that several decades ago, he had created a mafia made up of wolves as strong as betas and alphas to do his bidding. That made his persona all the more frightening, that and the fact he never socia

Someone who sees in the darkest hours, surpassing human speed and possessing abilities far beyond our understanding. As I make my way down the dimly lit basement, the sound of Kai's footsteps echoes behind me. Each step seems to resonate through the corridor as I flick on every light, illuminating the path before me. Approaching the end of the hallway, a faint growl reaches my ears, causing a knowing smile to dance across my lips. I switch on the final light, casting its rays directly onto my panther. The room is engulfed in an intense aura as the dim glow reveals the majestic black panther before me. Its coat shimmers like polished obsidian, exuding power and grace. The panther's eyes gleam

Tyrell adds. Holy fucking hell, they just got an even more massive Phantom; that’s what Kylani named the tiger, he stands well over 14’ at his shoulders, and Jade, as Mykenzie named the panther, stands well over 12’ at his shoulders. All I can do is stand there and stare. I have never seen any animal as massive as these two. I watch as the girls walk in, and they start rubbing against the girl's legs like two overgrown house cats. I just shake my head and walk over and hug the girls.

Look at what had happened to Obsidian. I licked my lips. “Only some of us have panther DNA,” I told her. “But you have panther DNA, right?” Vanya slowed the car at a stop and turned slightly towards me. “Yes. Obsidian, Devrim, I and the rest of the pride have panther DNA.” Her lips tilted upwards into a smile. “So that would explain the purring.” I returned her smile. “Among other things.” “What else can you do?” “Vanya—”

Yet there I was, watching yet another tragedy unfold on the television. The first attack had been on a panther clan in New Mexico. The mob that went after them hadn't been well-armed and had come in daylight. That gave the panthers the advantage they needed to fight them off with only seven dead. Only. Every lost life was one that didn't need to happen. But they'd been fortunate compared to the lizard-shifter clan in South Carolina.