Phineas Nigellus Black Novels & Stories

One that just needed a little push to put him in higher spirits. After we'd demolished the entire thing, Noir had talked softly about his time in Milan, about what he actually did for the Black Rose. He was their information specialist, the one who could hack into anything, find anyone, make people disappear from databases like they'd never existed and he was also the guy to torture information out of people and tie up loose ends whenever Lorenzo wanted the ends messy. I knew that much from what I'd witnessed. He spoke about it freely with me, and I listened without judgement. I seemed to have begun developing an immunity for illegal shit.

Nocté reached out to the dying newt and closed his eyes. “Come back, my lady! Nothing can help him.” Agnes's voice brought the girl back to the grotto. Nocté’s body, seized by a sharp weakness, became numb. The left arm stopped obeying. She turned to Agnes and began to wade through the water, slowing her pace until she stopped: the cold cooled her conflagrant mind, the maid's scream got in her ears, and the girl lost consciousness. *** The Black Cliff. Sixteen years ago

JJ shows Daniel into my mother’s sitting room. “Hi Mr Fields, please call me Lily.” I narrow my eyes at JJ who blushes. I should really take what I can get, at least Lillian is not, Miss Blackwood. I shake Daniel’s outreached hand. “I wouldn’t be comfortable with Lily; may I call you Miss Blackwood?” he asks politely “No, you may not” his eyebrows shoot up in surprise, “Okay. Lily.” I smile. “This is Lucas Craven.” “Mr Craven is fine.” I narrow my eyes and roll my eyes at Luke. Men! JJ starts to leave.

the elder chuckled, walking out of the shadows and standing in front of Ogre. A man with a frame that was even large than Ogre’s stood before the kneeling Ogre. His red eyes pierced through the latter like lasers, revealing his identity as an Undead. He wore a mask that hid his features, but his identity was known just by the size of his body alone. This man was one of the two scientists that served directly under the Undead Lord. This man was Elder Black! And it was he who was in charge of Ogre’s Nest. You see, Ogre’s Nest was merely one of Elder Black’s many enterprises. It was like a limb that he could cut off at any time. At least, that was how things had started out; however, Ogre’s Ner

He can't find me. I have to run away, somewhere, anywhere. He just can't find me. He may already know where I am for all I know. I walked right into a hard wall, stumbling back I lost my balance. I waited for my body to come in contact with the ground but it never came. I opened my tightly shut eyes, all the breath was knocked out of my lungs as I stared into a mesmerizing pair of green eyes. "Mr Black?" His face was barely an inch away from mine, his breath fanned against my face.

He was a husk, his pulse slowing to a terminal crawl. But as the corruption flooded into Neoma, her biology began to fail. The chaotic instability of her form spiked. Her skin crawled. It looked like thousands of insects were moving beneath the fur. The black ichor bleeding from her eyes thickened, steaming as it hit the cold air. The scent was a nauseating mixture of burnt ozone and copper blood. She released Nergal. She tossed his biological mass aside. The impact was a soft, final thud. She turned her massive, jagged head toward the nearest heat signature.

Nina Black A name once remembered with admiration, respect and love by the Black family and their pack. She was an ambitious woman who was witty and firm yet was loving, funny and the most gentle and sweet mother to her pups. Nina was a precious gem amongst worthless pebbles and she was cherished and respected greatly, even in the Council by the people in the Council. Now, when her name is even whispered the harsh, callous memories of her madness brought fear into the hearts of many, even the Elders’. It was one of the reasons why the Black family were so feared, even though they’re still cruel and merciless, it was Nina who stained their name with blood.

The black smoke billowed above the sky and the smell of burned flesh rancid on the nose, making my stomach tighten in grief. I couldn’t help but retch as I saw the corpses in front of me. I still think Phillius wasn’t telling the truth until I saw the corpse’s eye that was not burnt too much by the fire. The pupils of those eyes are yellow gold and I never saw any person besides him who has gold eyes like Xeno…

"I want to hear about Wililam's childhood." Edmond Black was a little stunned, as if his mind was stuck, and then he said with a smile: "Wililam... He had no childhood when he was a child, and he was not close to anyone since he was a child. Several brothers of the Black family had good temper, only two children were like monsters." "One is that he always likes to be mischievous and make trouble. I don't know how many classmates he has offended." "The other one is Wililam, who is more isolated and also at school. Nobody knows what he has in his cerebellum, but he is born with a dominant aura."

"Black Gorilla, I sent you to Cynthion Group to look into the Energy Nurturing Pills, how did it go?" The Southern Boss asked. "Sir, I've already looked into it. The effects of the Energy Nurturing Pills are real. It's not a fabrication by the Scammells and the Thompsons," The Black Gorilla did not dare to hide anything. After that, he told the Southern Boss everything that happened at the sales drive, including Yuri breaking through with the help of the pills.