Xeno Goku Black Novels & Stories

Zeno gave a subtle signal, and his men immediately grabbed Xander from behind and leading him away. "Stop!" Dexter shouted, stepping forward. "You don’t want me to kill him, do you?" Zeno said, and Dexter froze, his fists clenching at his sides. "Here I am, trying to deal with Mr. Black, and you’re only adding to my fucking headache." "Ah, that reminds me," Zeno said, his footsteps nearing. Dexter felt his father’s hand settle on his shoulder. "I heard something strange from your dance crew… from your fuckmate, Cole."

"Let’s go, Nyx. Let the Baileys have their banquet. Let Tristan have his 'true' mate. I’m going to build a war that will turn their celebration into a funeral." But as I stood up, the room didn't just tilt—it exploded. A loud, booming bang echoed through the hallway, followed by the sound of heavy boots and the scent of pine. Tristan Blackmoor was standing in the doorway, his eyes glowing a furious, chaotic red. "You're not going anywhere, Xender. We have some business to settle regarding those stolen blueprints."

Zeno gave a subtle signal, and his men immediately grabbed Xander from behind and leading him away. "Stop!" Martin shouted, stepping forward. "You don’t want me to kill him, do you?" Zeno said, and Martin froze, his fists clenching at his sides. "Here I am, trying to deal with Mr. Black, and you’re only adding to my fucking headache." "Ah, that reminds me," Zeno said, his footsteps nearing. Martin felt his father’s hand settle on his shoulder. "I heard something strange from your dance crew… from your fuckmate, Cole."

He says and continues his walk. " It's called boyfriend jeans." I call out to him. " Dick." I mutter that last part. " I heard that, Naomi." Killian Black says and stops outside his car, with the bodyguard opening the backseat door for him to enter. " And it's big." Killian smirks and winks at me. What?

She revealed a dark stone that began to glow, and a sudden, sharp pain stabbed at the back of my neck. "Leia!" Xavier and Kai called out in alarm as I collapsed to my knees. I found breathing hard as my power erupted uncontrollably from my body. Kai unleashed his black magic in response, but the Dark Queen effortlessly swatted it aside. Xavier summoned his light magic, which Lilith couldn't repel. She hissed in response, her anger blazing like wildfire.

After he had received the instructions, the man drifted from the wall and moved to plain sight. Ibekwe's heartbeat increased as he saw the white and black paint in different parts of the man's eyes as he came closer to him. The white paint was in his right eye. The black paint was in his left eye. He was dressed in Osisiakalaka's attire and he was chanting a song that Ibekwe had only heard from the mouth of Osisiakalaka. The man that looked like Osisiakalaka ran quickly and stopped. Fear gripped Ibekwe. What will happen now? Why did he stop? Again, the man drove his painted eyes, moving from the desperation that hung on Ibekwe's head to the burden of being disturbed by his own mind that hung

Kimber stood by, watching the ensuing chaos in horror. “Dragon, I'll get you, all of you,” he screamed, as Nick and Adam held him down.But Madchen paid no attention, as she watched Drago turn a shade of blue, and foam at the mouth. “Drago!” She dropped to her knees, shaking him by the shoulders, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he stared up at the lights, seeming catatonic. His green eyes faded to a deep black, rolling to the back of his head.

Then he replied when he saw that she wouldn't stop crying. “You know you aren't sexy when you cry like this. It's okay hmm” Xavier said soothing her. Then they were silent for a few more minutes and this must be the making up part, I thought—having studied the dynamics of their relationship I knew this would happen and it played out exactly as I thought it would except I was shocked when I started hearing kissing sounds. Following the kissing sound, came groans and moans from Xavier and Bianca, taking their makeup session to another level. I listened dumbfounded as the two adults who were just in a heated fight minutes ago were now settling it in a moment of passion.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

As the door slowly creaked open, Leon’s eyes immediately locked onto Zalethos Blackwood, seated on a raised throne at the far end of the room. Zalethos Blackwood, the Demon King, exuded an aura of authority that seemed to fill the entire room. His jet-black eyes were like bottomless abysses, cold and commanding, while the sharpness of his gaze radiated an overwhelming pressure. He wore a regal robe of deep purple, edged with gold, and every movement he made imbued with a sense of solemn dignity.