روايات وقصص ضمن Tokyo Ghoul Black Dog

” Leak raises his right hand and something like a giant black cloaked-in-black-aura skull appears on his hand. “DIE!” Leak swings his hand and that black skull is coming in his direction. Alfi just stays still there and suddenly the Mgepmgvulgtlagln Yeeognge are floating to the sky. Those four beasts are enveloped by dark silver Iru and united into a giant black beast with three Doberman heads on it. It emits flame to the skull till it is burnt crisps. Alfi is floating to the middle head of the beast. “Cerberus?!” Leak is shocked by seeing the presence of the beast. ”What is a Cerberus doing here?!”

Gordon smiles, standing beside the child, the devil on his shoulder. “I am the Black Wolf,” Ashley says, utterly devoid of feeling. Oh f*ck, no.

she whispered. Rio’s gaze swept over the growing crowd—faces hardened by centuries of pain. “We have to.” From the tree line, Odessa watched him with an unreadable expression. “Valentine’s changing,” the silver-eyed woman murmured. Odessa’s lips curved faintly. “Good. He’ll need to.” But deep in the swamp, unseen and silent, something stirred. A figure cloaked in black—its glowing red eyes like embers in the dark. A Bloodhound. The Council’s most ruthless hunter.

Suddenly a dark figure stepped out of the dark, just on the other lane across his parking spot where Leonidas was standing. “Holy shit.” At first he thought one of the K9 security dogs of the firm got loose but as it fully came out of the dark Leonidas realized three things. First, it was a little too big to be a dog. Second, it’s a freaking black greyish wolf, saliva dripping out of its sharp set of fangs, its cold eyes zeroed to him, growling, and waiting. The third thing Leonidas realized is, the wolf, in the City is after him.

A massive rift appeared in the sky, the Blood Moon's red light becoming even more eerie as it shone through. A colossal figure leaped from the rift – it was a black wolf, but its size was more than triple that of a normal werewolf, its entire body radiating black-red energy. When it landed, the entire ground shook. All fighting paused at its appearance; friend and foe alike stared in terror at this behemoth. "Kaelen..." I whispered in disbelief.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

Holding a baby with a black birthmark on his forehead at the edge of the cliff. "I saw it..." Black tears were flowing through her angelic face. "I saw.. it...this child." She pointed a black dagger made up of her blood to her son's face. "Rean! put my son down!!" A sudden thunder has struck the woman, lighting up the whole place. Kepler grins. His son was growing way too far from his grip. The other team has lightened up the torch with the red smoke, Alkhun lighted up the torch with black smoke...

Meanwhile somewhere far away from the traffic jam, There's a lady standing on the roof top of a 9 storey building, checking on Badmus with binoculars and a 200M military grade sniper with a long range laser optic scopes on it. The lady's name is Elizabeth who goes by the code name of {Black Ace ♠️} , She's also a member of the Prime X force and just like Diamond and the others, she was tasked with the order to take out Badmus. But unlike her team mates, Black ace was different in every way.

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

"Put the gun away and back off." He doesn't move, so this time, I take him by the arm, easing him backwards. The pitch is low. Whatever's producing the sound is big. As we retreat a few steps, the owner of the sound emerges. And he's a whopper. Black, with ginger face markings and eyebrows, this dog could be cast as 'Hellhound of the Year'. A Rottweiler, he crouches, body hanging low, ears laid flat back. His eyes are white-rimmed and his lips pulled back to display ranks of pristine teeth.