The Original Black Panthers Novels & Stories

There was a large black cat in front of the inn. I recognized it as a black panther. Although in reality panther was just a nickname for a variety of large cats that couldn't be identified. I would put my money on it being a jaguar, but I was still too far to truly identify it. At first I was puzzled as I watched it growl at the villagers who were already in front of the inn. It caused them to rapidly retreat, thereby clearly a path in front of the inn. Then I figured it out. Morning mentioned that Carter was a shifter.

One of the younger cubs saw that Black Panther showed no reaction at all and lifted a foot as if to kick him again. Clar moved instantly and grabbed the cub’s wrist. “Stop!” Her voice cut through the air. “Black Panther is dead. Is that still not enough for you? Even in death, you won’t leave him alone?” A sneer rose from the crowd. “He’s dead, and you were the only one here. If it wasn’t you, then who?”

So, instead he gave a node of affirmation to him. "You can count on me for that." He spoke like he had made his mind and to be honest that scared me. Whenever I look at him I am reminded of a Panther. There's Darkness around him exactly like Panther while he waits for his prey to come up in front of him and I feel like exactly that stupid prey that has walked in front of him willingly so he could enjoy his meal. Mr Anderson talked about a few more things with his team. Those are professional things and I didn't need to indulge myself into that boring talk. So I focused on my newly pedicured nails instead.

No one spoke, and no one took the lead to make the first move. Black Panther kept raising his aura, trying to force the opponent to reveal his weak point. But Chen Fugui stood there motionless, as if his opponent didn't exist at all. Five minutes later, the gamblers in the stands couldn't hold it any longer; they shouted and cursed. Black Panther's eyes flashed as he lost his patience. Suddenly, his body moved. As fast as an agile panther, he pounced on his prey. With the opponent in front of him, Black Panther didn't dare to go easy. He directly used his own killing technique—Steel Sweeping Legs.

He can't shake the feeling that the black panther has a striking resemblance with the one that attacks his cat, Luna, back then at the banquet during his name day celebration. "No, they are completely different. That rude master and cat are from the Lee Clan. There is no way that Andrew will be related to them. This should be a pure coincidence. Right, silly me. All beasts look the same especially when they share the same color. Why am I even thinking too much about it? Tss..." Niccoli shrugged his shoulder as he cast his lingering doubt away. "How could Andrew's pet even be compared to that wild cat. Nero is way much cuter than that ugly cat. Hmph!"

Noel crushed the enemies who stood there, giving a way for the three queens to pass in an instant. His new appearance shook everyone who saw it. Unlike his humanoid figure covered with a dark veil, he has now transformed into a giant black panther – more powerful and more agile than they have ever seen before. His feline-like eyes tantalize with devilish aura as both dark and white colors mixes, corrupts those who seek to destroy him. His razor-sharp claws can tear the enemy flesh into pieces, not minding the sturdiness of its target, treating all of them the same.

Tarlek explains. Well, shit, I am looking at the largest white tiger and black panther I have ever seen. The tiger has to be 16’ from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail and stands 9’ at his shoulders. The black panther has to be 10’ from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail and stands 6' at his shoulders. I didn’t realize that making animals immortal would make them ginormous. “If you think this is big you should see them when they stand at their full height,” Tyrell adds.

However I did hear her say to Gideon she would deal with her father when it came . I know when we spoke she had told me they lived in what was called a claw , it worked much the same as a pack . As everyone shifted my eyes were drawn to the most magnificent animal I had ever seen , a huge black panther with the same golden eyes as Mystique . It moved with such elegance I was mesmerised just watching her walk . We had all been briefed on the situation at hand and how and in what order we would be attacking . Ratnik had made it clear to everyone that no harm was to come to the everyday pack members and only attack if attacked first .

The war at that time was the second biggest war ever since the Kingdom of Panthera was formed. The first colossal war occurred during the reign of the first King of Panthera. It wasn’t a war between kingdoms but between humans and the dark race led by Gerald. In that war, the king and his army lost. As a result, the kingdom was taken over by the dark race. Most of them were vampires, and that was where the misery of the people living in Panthera began. They were all enslaved by the dark race and even made human farms. Humans were raised like pigs, and their blood was used as food for them.

Their smell gave them away. "Humans" grunted at me. How could they have? Asra sighed. "I was hoping so." I nodded and without thinking twice, I made my blades emerge from the darkness. How long had it been since I last got into combat? Maybe I was a little rusty, but it would certainly be enough to deal with those humans, after all, I was still the great black king and had that title for a reason. My body was shrouded in shadows and my eyes shone in a rosy hue, it meant only one thing: my enemies would become empty corpses.