Voltron Black Novels & Stories

I nodded and obeyed. MIKO I am silently driving and glancing at Black Dragon. I wonder what happened inside that structure. I noticed Big Boss limping because of a wound on his right leg. I also noticed Topgun obeying Black Dragon without asking, while he is just staring outside. Since Se7en hyung is not here, we will bring Big Boss to his father Eclipse. Under the Gonzalbo’s house is the original headquarters of Dark Knight. Though seldom used, it is still operating in case emergencies like this happen. We’re almost there. I wonder what my hyung’s are thinking now. As we approached the mansion’s gates, it automatically opens. I drove the van inside. Actually, nobody would suspect that somet

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Triton turned away from Ji'lahni, if what she said was true he couldn’t blame her for feeling that way about him. “I need to go, there is no time I will send someone who will tell you everything you need to know to get you to Olympus save my daughter while I try to save our entire world above and below. If my brother gets his hands on the Black Trident there is no one that will be able to stop him and that is including me. I barely beat him the last time, the Kings of Kings helped me defeat him, but now he isn't here anymore, so we are all on our own.” Triton said, turning and diving into the ocean, but before he disappeared he summoned the ocean and directed it towards the Yacht, it began m

Though Luc had used the Red Spider and became a monster, Tyr had not needed to use much strength to defeat him. Meanwhile, Tyr could feel Black Mantle’s energy, and he seemed way stronger than Luc. Looking at the blood-covered Tyr, Dhrishit could not help but walk forward with his katana and say, “Boss, let me do it.” Dhrishit had a fair chance of defeating Black Mantle. Black Mantle was indeed strong, but as the old Nemesis’ strongest member, Dhrishit was no pushover. “No!” Tyr shook his head. “Let me do it.”

There were at least five of them, all in black, each bearing the crest of a serpent coiled around a wolf’s skull. The mark of the Blackflame Clan. Everyone knew that name. They were loyal only to one creature, the Hybrid Alpha, Draven Blackflame, the beast of two worlds. Half wolf, half dragon, all destruction. I’d heard stories of his power, how his fire could melt stone, how his roar could split the skies. But those were just stories… until now. The soldiers spread out, sniffing the air. “She was here,” one growled. “I can smell the blood.”

Soon, black energy slowly reached out from the center of the vortex, covering Svenberg completely. "My Lord, I haven't felt your energy in a long time! Let me, Svenberg, finish this mission for you!" Svenberg opened his eyes and the black energy faded into nothing. After that, Svenberg came down from above. He looked at Wilbur, who was more than ten meters away, and laughed creepily. "There is no cultivator who can fight against the God of Destruction. Your death awaits you, Wilbur Penn." Svenberg raised the black sword in his right hand, infusing it with the black energy around him before swinging it at Wilbur. The powerful blade energy cut right through the storm, causing the ground to cra

continued Evania nodding her head for quite a couple of times. The scorpion demons squirted out their black liquid from their tails. The black liquid formed into quite a lot of knives, daggers, and wands. The knives, daggers and wands were seen whizzing so quickly and undetectably towards Hades Voltario. Hades Voltario jumped up to the air. He managed to avoid all those knives, daggers and wands for a little while. The similar knives, daggers, and wands were still chasing and chasing behind him. Hades Voltario carried on jumping and running everywhere his feet could take him, throughout the whole parking lot.

Aspen could not help leaning closer to see what Andrew was doing. To her surprise, his breathing was steady—he was already asleep. She stared at him, both amused and annoyed as she thought, 'I'm lying right next to him, and he still manages to fall asleep? Am I not attractive enough? Or does this guy just not find me worth the effort?' That split second of realization triggered an unexpected wave of disappointment and frustration in her. … Meanwhile, outside Serenity Villa, a black figure moved silently across the ruined outer wall, climbing with inhuman ease. It was Black Wolf—Elon's secret weapon, a top-tier assassin with a reputation to match.

He howled into laughter at the dubious headlines. "What about the werewolf news?" He asked as he cleared my throat, ready to read. "Every pack in planet earth now knows the name Tristan Blackwood. Whose packs span across countries. A father of four and a mate and husband to the goddess herself, Vanya Jacob Blackwood. " Then I added. "Do I even look like the goddess?" I giggled.