Taming The Black Phantom Novels & Stories

I press against the wall, trembling, watching Phantom move like fire—sharp, magnetic, unstoppable. The captain shouts, his voice hoarse. “They’re retreating! Push them back!” And slowly, the rogues falter, slipping into the smoke, vanishing down the stairwell. The trail remains, faint but undeniable. Phantom turns to me, his eyes steady, his presence unyielding. “We’re close. I can pick up his scent.” I swallow hard, my voice breaking. “Then let’s finish this. Let me shift and help.” Phantom’s hand tightens around mine. “No. I don’t want you turning into that thing until we can confirm with the doctor specialist that there are no long-term health issues that come with the shift.”

The humanity in her face—the trembling lip, the dilated pupils, the desperation—was wiped clean. "Stop," she said. Her voice wasn't a harmonic echo. It was a void. It was a flat, dead sound that made the wind cease its friction. She stepped forward. Her skin didn't dissolve into mist. It turned to ink. Dark, oily, and light-devouring. Shift. The Phantom Wolf exploded from her body. But it wasn't the translucent guardian I had seen before. This wolf was solid. It was vantablack. It absorbed the light of the stars. It was jagged, its edges vibrating with a violent, chaotic instability.

Honestly, it was a hilarious situation, but I was not going to let these to know this. “Oh, for fucks sake. The giant ass white tiger is Phantom, the equally giant black panther and jaguar are Jaeyde and Topaz. The freakishly large black wolf is Obsidian while the other wolf that we can only describe as a burning flame is Eymbyr. You two are so fucking terrible at explaining shit.” Chris told us. "And your point? This is why we keep you around. Plus, you like explaining shit." Mykynzye snarked.

“They never let you go.” Before we could react, a black mist swirled behind him, and from it emerged a shape—tall and draped in shifting darkness. Its face was obscured, but glowing eyes peered through the veil of shadow. A Phantom. The man turned to run, but the Phantom was faster. It lashed out, and the moment its shadowy tendrils touched him, he let out an agonized scream. His body convulsed, his face twisted in horror as he disintegrated into dust before our eyes.

The devilish smirk became visible on his face. Though Tan's calm on the outside, his heart is beating faster than usual while waiting for his punishment. Alpha Lucas, is known for his cruel punishment, there are even people who wish death than the torture of this tyrant alpha. "Are you willing to accept my punishment now, Tan?" Tan raised his head while watching Lucas go back and forth to his desk and the glass window. "T-this follower will listen, Alpha." He bit his own tongue when he heard his voice stutter. "Then you need to find my bride before the wedding comes. You know when the wedding is, right? If you can't bring her back I'll whip you until you can't stand on your own and gouge one

He gently laid her down, tucking her in and placing a soft kiss on her forehead before turning to leave. As he made his way to the window, he could feel the restlessness building within him. He had never slept before, his blindness making it impossible for him to fully rest. Instead, he had other duties to attend to at midnight. With a deep breath, Damon raised the window and leaped out into the cool night air. As soon as his feet hit the ground, his body began to shift and contort. Bones cracked and muscles stretched as he transformed into a magnificent wolf. The transformation was always exhilarating, and Damon relished the feeling of the wind rushing through his fur as he sprinted through

Catching the smell of decomposition and dry ash. They’re closing in. Without looking back, he turned into the panther, moving faster. Increasing speed as he crossed the meadow. Had he taken to the sky instead, he could’ve seen them converging through the trees. A plague of black pests moving along the ground. The rodents, dogs and horses twisted into demonic form. Hairless with blotched, molding skin and orange eyes. The herd of them swarmed into a line nearly ontop of Bast. As he loped through the meadow, three black Targue shot from the trees after him, snarling.

she said to Tamsin. He didn’t respond. He just stood there, staring at her, hackles still raised. “Take me back!” she shouted, deciding that she wouldn’t be afraid anymore. She hobbled over to him, close enough to touch. “You heard me!” she yelled. Tamsin didn’t flinch, but huffed out a sigh. It sounded like a sigh anyway. She heard rustling from behind her and looked over her shoulder. Another large wolf with black fur and yellow eyes emerged from the brush. It wasn’t as big as Tamsin, but still much larger than a normal wolf. The two great beasts stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Then, the black wolf rushed off into the trees.

"Kailangan natin ang stealth na 'yan." ​Napilitan si Liam na ikonekta si Vane. Sa isang iglap, ang Black Phoenix ay naglaho sa paningin ng mga radar ng Precursors. Ang barko ay naging kasing-itim ng kalawakan. Ngunit kapalit nito, naramdaman ni Liam na dahan-dahang kinukuha ni Vane ang kontrol sa sub-systems ng barko. ​ANG PAGKITA SA MOTHERSHIP: THE CROWN OF SATURN

The scent of rain and pine intensified, trapped and recycled by the sealed walls, turning into something intoxicating and dangerous. Her heart stuttered. Damn it. Her wolf—dead, shattered, comatose for five years—should have stayed silent. And yet her body betrayed her anyway. Heat bloomed under her skin. A fine sheen of sweat gathered at her throat. “Control your aura, Blackwood,” Phoenix snapped. Her voice came out lower than she intended, edged with something dangerously close to a tremor. “You’re leaking power like an amateur. It’s pathetic.” Kael didn’t step back.