Taming The Black Phantom Novels & Stories

Idris Blackthorne "Watch your barking tongue, Tavon Blackthorne!" Magnus Wraith snaps, his throat choking hard on his cup of wild berry wine until his eyes turn watery. "My alpha frame carries ten times more running power and handsome fur than your ugly pelt could ever dream of!" Tavon stays completely blind to the thick, suffocating pack tension rising inside the stone walls, his mouth moving carelessly. "This is absolute forest witchcraft! Is that plain healer female carrying some secret dark moon potion inside her basket?"

I took a sip and it burned my throat when I swallowed it but it wasn't too bad. I finished the quantity he put in the glass and he was about to refill it but I told him I was ok. The ride was silent. I noticed him occasionally stealing glances at me and I kept on smiling. He was looking out the window and I used the opportunity to take a proper look at him. He was in a two piece tux. His tux was also silver colored to match my gown but the sleeves were black. His hair was perfect as usual. Even his side view is gorgeous.

After all, a talisman cultivator who has trained for a thousand years is equivalent to an ordinary cultivator training for three thousand years. Facing Dubond once again, Wilbur did not dare to be careless. In the next moment, Dubond tossed out a talisman and chanted an incantation. Suddenly, a massive black vortex appeared in the void, and a moment later, a Black-Winged Flying Tiger phantom beast flew out of the vortex. "Roar!" The Black-Winged Flying Tiger let out a thunderous roar and then charged at Wilbur at an incredible speed. Seeing this, Wilbur didn't hesitate to draw his sword and slash downward.

"Okay, now lastly, I'll need to stick this tape on your mouth." She looks so terrible. "Ta-da!" Oh, right. Is Jameson still watching me? I jumped to the bed where I hid my phone, and there I saw Jameson. His eyes were so surprised and terrified. "Are you scared? You told me you wanted to be my friend, right? You told me you wanted to know more about me. Don't worry, you just have to watch me." I returned the phone again and looked at this woman. "Oh, Fatima. Get ready to die."

He started intertwining our fingers together. Damn, what's this. Damn, I feel safe. I feel secured. They continued talking when suddenly Mr. Woods put his mouth near my ears and whisper something. "Before I go in the stage you need to transfer table, I want you to have fun and be comfortable." And now, I can't help but to feel something inside me. Inside my stomach is demons trying to dominate me until it reaches my mind...or it was really just some... freaking butterflies?

:D Thank you for the journey, lovelies! #TheBlackShadowPackSigningOff xoxo, Cassandra M

“Proof enough?” “We-we should get back to work,” she responds. I grin at her as I back off. “Aren't you guys going to get tired of following me around?” she asks at breakfast on Wednesday, as if forgetting how much danger she's in. “Your company is a pleasure, Ms. Black,” the Phantom reassures her. Today, his beauty mark is a crescent moon. “I could listen to that husky-sweet voice for days.” “Besides, you live with us, so you kind of belong to us, in the nicest way,” Raven tells her.

His bones cracked and readjusted. Growling at Phantom, Zaric launched at Phantom. Phantom also shifted into his grey wolf. Zaric jumped on Phantom. Zaric bit Phantom's fore left leg. Phantom's wolf howled in pain. Zaric clawed Phantom's chest, slicing through the ribs. Using his back paws, Zaric kicked Phantom up in the air. As Phantom came back down on the ground, Zaric grabbed his neck in canines.

Fallon realized that the dark beast-rearing method from the Nefarious Deity Sect suited the Dhuta Beast quite well. Moreover, its level surpassed Tack's zombies by a lot, which upset Tack. Tack's position as leader lasted only a day. It was like playing a game and winning only a day of being the leader. Carla and Norm next heard a mysterious voice that taught them the Blackness Technique. The technique could absorb the light all around them. It could catch the opponent unawares while fighting. They could even use it on anyone they wanted to. All four of them were given an opportunity each in a short time.

Cian growled possessively as he sunk his canines into the soft spot of my neck, his sharpened incisors tore through my skin as they formed a permanent mark upon my body, Cien was claiming his territory as it told others that I now belonged to him. A burning sensation began to spread from my neck and linked its way through my nerve endings until it consumed every cell within my body. A scream erupted from my lungs as a burning sensation spread from my abdomen and tore through my spine making my eyes water from the endless pain.