Ten Black Dots Book Novels & Stories

The "Hard Reset" was a wall of white light that moved with the speed of an editor’s eraser. In the Author’s Study, the infinite bookshelves began to "Bleach," the titles of a thousand "Norths" vanishing into the grey static. The Author himself was unravelling, his "Ink Black" eyes turning into two hollow voids of "Cancelled Narrative."

Three men burst into the room, dressed in black from head to toe, their silhouettes standing out like menacing shadows in the dim light. One of them, more imposing than the others, stood straight as a blade. He wore a black mask that revealed only his eyes—cold, implacable. Raphina, half-lying on the bed, jumped at the noise. His heart began to race, his brain unable to process what was happening. He didn't even have time to open his mouth before one of the men lunged at him.

She watched as Zayne flipped opened pages. “You need to read this” zayne handed her the book with a page wide opened. Even though Quinn was scared, she took the book from Zayne. Her eyes popped out on seeing the heading on the page that was open, “GREY WOLVES WITH BLACK DOTS” And curiously, her eyes roamed the content of the page. Zayne watched as her eyes moved quickly on the book. He wasn’t hearing any word from her, but he knew she was reading it in her heart as her lips moved slowly without a word.

VANNESA’S POV "What’s going on here?" A sharp voice broke through the heavy, breathless sounds filling the room. A man stepped into the space with an air of absolute authority. He wore black trousers that clung tailored to his long legs and a white, baggy shirt left casually unbuttoned at the top. His pitch-black hair was slicked back, framing an impossibly stern face, sharp jawline, and full, pink lips. He looked like something straight out of heaven, but the dark, possessive look in his eyes made my pulse spike instantly. His gaze dropped down, pinning me right where I sat exposed, my core completely soaked.

Celea landed again and show her brother the book she had found It had a black cover with absolutely nothing written on it and that wasn't even the weird thing about this book. The pages inside were also blank

“Hello.” “....” Silence. There’s no answer from across the phone. “Yeobseyo.” “....” Suddenly the caller hung up. Tiara just fell silent while staring at the phone screen. Weird. “Is it trying to scare me?” Tiara put the phone back down. Her hands are moving to clean up the old book. The book with the cover of ‘The Power of Darkness’ has a unique shape. The carving of roses with minimalist style on the cover looks real. Tiara’s never seen a book cover like this before. She tried to open the book, but it couldn’t open.

They both were a force of nature, beautiful and deadly. Once more Dannie’s world shifted and she blinked several times to realize what she was looking at — the black book. Dannie felt heavy, sluggish. Thoughts came slowly if they came at all. She looked up and around herself, recognizing the familiar room. Dannie was in the infirmary. Was she still dreaming? Dannie looked back at the book and peeled the gray cloth back, revealing the black leather cover.

Cold Energy emanated from her body menacingly. The energy was abnormal and would immediately make another person shudder from the eerieness. Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt! 81 needles floated around her body. Each of them shone with an ominous, black light. Thea waved her hands, and the eighty-one needles burst forward.

~Lianna Black~ My chest was painful. Agonizingly hurting. There was an open wound in my chest, like a bottomless pit that was dug by my bare hands. I was staring blankly at the tablet screen. Gray, black, and white dots replaced the video I was watching. The little colors dance from left to right, right to left, over and over. I was silently hoping that the signal was just jammed. Because of the trees on this path we are taking or because of the mountain…

But this time… there were dark spots, pulsing black circles that weren’t on any map I’d seen earlier. “What are those?” I whispered, tapping one of them. The book didn’t answer, of course. It couldn't. And the longer I stared at the spots, the more they seemed to… spread. Just a little. Like they were moving. A shiver crawled across my shoulders, something wasn't right. “What is it?” I asked the book and suddenly realized how dumb I looked. “Fine,” I muttered, snapping the book shut. “I’ll figure it out myself.” I followed the trail the map had drawn, heading straight back into the forest. Leaves crackled under my feet. The shadows between the trees felt alive.