Voltron Black Novels & Stories

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.

It was different from the others who held the crest of the Blackmoon pack. This letter had a completely different crest. On finally catching a glimpse of the crest on the new letter, Lena gasped. “That sly creature!” She gasped in outrage. I looked in surprise from her outraged face to that of the Gamma who stood with a straight face. “What is this crest?” I asked. “And what does it mean?” I asked, this time turning to our Gamma for an explanation. Lena looked too angry to explain. He answered almost immediately.

I suppressed a smile. "Alpha, this creature in the camp that Alpha Bertulf mentioned appeared corrupted and mind controlled. Blackbeard said he has a contraption around his neck and his eyes are pure black " Ashen continued. "How many?" I asked. "Just one … but they have a flying balloon. Blackbeard was able to hear heartbeats even though they used magic to block his vision. We suspect they may have more tricks up their sleeves," Anton said. I nodded. I doubted the creature in question was one of my kind. Unless there was something sinister at play and the gods had done some shit to get at me again. Or perhaps made another creature that backfired. I was really going to treat this fucking w

A massive black creature crouched in the clearing, its body heaving, claws drenched in blood, eyes glowing like hellfire. It was not fully wolf. Not fully man. Something worse. Something cursed. Something monstrous. Her breath caught. Because even before she saw the caption— even before the camera zoomed just enough for the shape of him to become unmistakable— she knew. Draven. The words beneath the video blurred for a second before her eyes refocused. BLACKWOOD ALPHA EXPOSED CURSED MONSTER UNFIT TO LEAD HOW MANY HAVE DIED TO PROTECT HIS SECRET? Violetta’s fingers went numb.

A low, resonant sound pulsed through the air. The Alpha’s deep, controlled breathing as it rumbled from his elongated muzzle. Each breath was heavy, echoing ominously around him. His sharp fangs were fully visible, glinting coldly as they caught the pale moonlight. Black fur blanketed the massive form of Villion, so dark it seemed to consume the shadows around him. “Villion. You have quite the courage to charge in here all by yourself... You are truly desperate.. perhaps you have come here fully prepared to throw your life away.”

I felt a surge of panic rising within me at his words. Sean's threats were not to be taken lightly, and I knew that if he followed through with his plan, it would spell disaster for me and Whitney Corporations and my company. But I couldn't let him intimidate me into submission. I had to stand up for myself, to fight for what was rightfully mine. Taking a deep breath, I met Sean's gaze with a steely determination of my own. "I won't be blackmailed, Sean. You can threaten me all you want, but I refuse to give in to your demands. I won't let you destroy everything.

They wear matte black armor, scarred leather, and expressions that promise violence at the slightest provocation. At the front walks Ronan Vale. The Alpha of Blackthorn looks exactly as I remember him. Like a powerful demon of the underworld, out for a leisurely stroll. He is huge, broad-shouldered, and terrifyingly still. His dark hair is cropped short, his face a landscape of harsh angles and brutal efficiency. He radiates a power so dense it feels like gravity shifting. When he stops, the ground seems to shudder in deference. And right beside him, matching him stride for stride, is Eli.

“ Well, we are all eager to see, dad. We need to keep an eye on her to see what pops up. But first, you need to tell me, dad. Do you know anything about Jerold Black? What is he? And where is he hiding?" “ From the little I know, he is a Tribrid, part werewolf, part witch, and part vampire. “ “ That explains why he is alive after all these centuries. “ “ Yeah, that was also why he was a war god and served under Ladon the great. “ I nodded, finally having something to work around. “ Great, now go prepare for training. The warriors will be thrilled to see the new tactics you’ve got.” “ What!!” “It's 5:00 am, Zander”, with that said , I realized it was Tuesday. A training day and the warrior's

"Overcoming the black powers, Slice of Life" Selene had been on a journey, far beyond the borders of the Nampa, when she received word of the incident that had shaken the pack. Luna's sudden transformation during the battle, the manifestation of the mysterious black power, had sent shockwaves throughout the Nampa. Selene knew that she had to return immediately to assist Luna in harnessing and controlling this ancient and formidable force.