Yokai Watch Black Novels & Stories

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

I learned that from watching a lot of Marvel and DC movies. Suddenly a wave of my magic returned to me. It seems my clone has found the device and destroyed it. "Nagini." My familiar appeared out from my shadows. It scared Megan once she saw a giant black snake with red eyes glaring at her like she was a chunk of meat. "Would you mind staying with Miss Jacobi and grabbing the lists for me?" I step onto the balcony with my back turned. "Oh, if she tries any funny business. You can have her for a snack."

“What the fuck?” “I don’t like this, something is watching us!” Drago speaks. “What is it?” I asked. “I don’t know but there are legends of Kappa out here!” “Kappa?” “River demons of Japanese folklore.” “I’m starting to think it’s something else, it’s not evil but it’s certainly alarming when you can’t see it but it can see you.” “We should head back to our Ember.” “HEY DAMIAN!” I yelled and turned to see Ember and Binx standing beside me.

On New Year's Eve, she stayed in Marcus's room to keep him company and did not come home all night. At his son's parent-teacher meeting, she and Marcus attended together like a loving couple. Even when she traveled for work, she forgot to buy me a gift but remembered Marcus's measurements and bought him a suit. Whenever I questioned her even slightly, she accused me of having a dirty mind and insisted she was only taking normal care of him. A few days ago, I saw the purchase record for that fifty-two-thousand-dollar watch. I thought she had finally thought of me. Instead, reality slapped me hard across the face.

The name hit me like a physical blow. The Watchers. The connection recoiled so violently that I nearly lost my footing. Not fear. Something deeper. Older. The same instinct tells prey to run before it sees the predator. The same instinct that warns of danger long before the mind understands why. Every part of me knew one thing. The Watchers were not supposed to be here. Rain continued falling across Blackthorn as hundreds of silver lights moved through the forest beyond the northern border.

“Hasn’t anyone taught you to watch where you’re going?” Lying on the floor, dazed and trying to blink the stars from her eyes— Sakura Hoshino is pulled up by the front of her cleaning uniform. As her legs dangle above the ground, she comes face-to-face with a pair of heterochromic eyes— one black, and one a deep shade of purple. “Or were you just trying to get my attention, darling?”. It can’t be— Aronohai Misa?. Fuck. This day has to be fucking cursed!.

As we exchanged rings, I held Yasmin Walsh's hand, and my gaze fell on her wrist. An old silver watch hung there, its dial yellowed with age, its hands forever frozen at 3:07. "Take off the watch," I said. Her smile stiffened. Instinctively, she pulled her hand back. "Jayden Burke, stop it. Everyone is watching." I didn't move. I repeated myself softly, but loud enough for the entire hall to hear, "Take off the watch."

I sneered and glared at Leon sharply. “Since you’ve already joined the ranks of upper class society, why have your wife take revenge on the Stanes? It’s all because of your pitiful pride, really.” Leon’s expression turned dark, and he threatened me, “If I could destroy the Stanes, I can destroy your family too!” I calmly unlocked my phone. This time, I showed all of the photos to Leon and said indifferently, “Transfer the money into my bank account before 6 p.m. tomorrow. If I don’t see it, I’m going to show everyone these interesting pictures.”

I turned to see them—Watchers, emerging from the shimmering surface of the wall. Their presence was commanding. They moved with precision, their black armor gleaming in the fading sunlight, weapons glowing faintly with a restrained power. The air seemed to hum around them, a tangible aura of authority. One of them stepped forward, a woman with a scar slashing diagonally across her right eye. Her cape billowed slightly as she moved, and the tattoo of an eagle’s wing marked her cheek, exactly as the stories had described. I recognized her immediately—the mage from before, the one whose magic can command thick vines from the earth. Her presence was commanding, her gaze piercing.

Alfi said. "Hmm, one of the Fatal 6, eh? Interesting." Pukan is getting excited. “Koji, Rian. I’m sorry...” Alfi said. Both of them nod. “PUKAN!” Alfi shouted. The black giant figure appears behind him. The color of his eyes is changing. The lens turn black and the pupils turn white. Alfi then laughs in a manic tone aloud. It shoots black needles to Koji and Rian” back turning them into what Alfi has become to with black Iru flying surrounding them. Koji unsheathes his greatsword which is cloaked in black flame, and Rian turns his arms into black thunder blades. The trio looks eerie and dreadful like the devil even though that they are just like the devil.