Zoro Black Novels & Stories

His knuckles turn white as he grips the arm of his chair, his breathing shallow, and I know exactly why. “Monroe?” his voice is barely above a whisper, but the way he says it—like the name alone is enough to tear him apart—makes my heart sink. Nero’s face hardens, and I know he’s putting the pieces together, same as me. Zane Monroe. Orion’s mate. The one who rejected him. The one who was supposed to be fucking dead. “Fuck,” I mutter under my breath. “It’s him, isn’t it?” Orion shakes his head, like he’s trying to clear the fog of disbelief. “I don’t understand. Why would Zane—why would he be mixed up in something like this? He was a Beta, just like me, not a fucking human!”

All this time, he had thought that I was fighting, but now, when he realized that I was a kamikaze, he gaped. Zane’s bloodshot eyes burned with rage. He let out a roar so blaring that the whole place shook. Ignoring the black mist searing his fur and the wounds reopening along his body, Zane charged at full speed. However, the black mist and the dark beasts circled him, clawed and choked him. Zane tore through them without slowing. He bit them, ripped them apart and slammed them through the shadows that tried to come in his way. I was baffled at his sudden power and pace.

Sitting at a table with Kyle, Steve, Suzie, and Grayson I cannot stop myself from staring at Alpha Zac as he addresses the pack. I thought Grayson was delicious-looking, but fuck he was just a snack compared to Alpha Zac. He is built like a sex god. He was at least a foot taller than me, with chocolate brown hair that was perfectly tousled. Longer on the top, short on the sides. Piercing blue eyes, the same color as the rivers around us. A slight bit of scruff was neatly outlined on his sharp jawline. I could see every budging muscle under his dress shirt. Corded forearms were showing as his sleeves were rolled back.

Then, the black magician again stretched out his right hand and began to reveal thick black smoke that suddenly spread around Zeno's body. "Unlucky!" In the mind of Zeno who seemed to be looking around, the man really couldn't see anything. The man's vision was covered with black mist. Until suddenly Zeno felt someone kick him from behind. Causing the man to stumble forward, nearly falling off balance, the kick he received was powerful. "Tch!" Zeno sighed in distaste. Inside Zeno, he was annoyed. Then, again the man received a sudden attack from behind. Zeno's short hair was grabbed by someone so that he almost knocked him down, but Zeno tried to keep his balance.

I traced the hand holding the gun, and my sight met that of the pair of eyes that'll forever hunt me. They were bloodred eyes!

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

"But a mirror cannot stop an anvil." Brog charged the vortex. The black static lashed out, wrapping around his thick arms, burning his HP bar at a terrifying rate. "Brog! Fall back!" Marcus yelled. "Strike true!" Brog roared in defiance. Ignoring the deleting code eating away at his avatar, the massive blacksmith swung his hammer with every ounce of digital strength he possessed. He didn't aim for the vortex. He aimed straight through it, directly at the floating Sun Prism. KRAK-OOOOOM.

A broken, desperate smile tugged at his lips. “Butter—” His words died. Her eyes opened. But they weren’t grey. They were black. Dead, endless pools of nothingness. A slow, sickening smile curled her lips, revealing teeth as black as the abyss itself. And for the first time in his life, Zander felt true, paralyzing fear. “You…” his voice cracked. “You’re not—” And then he noticed. Their chests still pressed together. Only one heartbeat. His. A hollow chuckle vibrated against his chest, low, guttural.

I threw my hands up dramatically as the sarcasm dripped from every word. "You will become the Alpha of Darkness and you can be a better leader than James ever was. If you don't kill James, he will destroy Moon Shadow and everyone who lives there," Kyros stated confidently. I had to hand it to the man, he certainly knew how to guilt trip a girl into doing something. James had already made enough people suffer, including my brother, and his daughter did threaten the lives of both Blake and Jackson. He was going to start an unprovoked attack on Moon Shadow and that was a act of a coward.

I am so worried about how bad these dreams get each and every day. I know something is bothering you and as I always say, take me as your best friend and feel free to tell me anything and everything.’ Mariam, Susan’s mother says sweetly to her, to which she nods her head positively. After a little more conversation with her daughter, Mariam retires to her room to continue her sleep. ~> Introduction to characters. Susan Parrish, female protagonists/ Black’s mate. There’s going to be a lot of her POV’s. Jones Black[Abbadon], male protagonist. There maybe a considerable amount of POV’s in his name.