Alice Dress Jet Black Novels & Stories

His icy blue eyes—the ones that used to haunt my dreams—locked onto mine. Smash. The whiskey glass slipped from his fingers, shattering against the floor like a gunshot. He stood up so fast his chair crashed backward. He stared at me as if I were a ghost rising from the abyss. “You…” he rasped, his voice breaking. I tilted my head, slowly lowering my sunglasses to reveal eyes that were sharp, mocking, and very much alive. “Hello, Alpha Blackwood,” I said, a lethal smile playing on my lips. “I’m Phoenix. I hear you need a new wardrobe for your… lovely wife.”

David said flatly. Something on the dead man’s wrist caught Steeve’s eye. A crest. Black enamel. A silver serpent coiled around a fractured crown. The blood drained from his face. “No,” Steeve breathed. Jenna forced herself to look. Recognition hit her like a punch to the gut. Alice. “This is her syndicate,” Jenna said, her voice hollow. “She didn’t just survive. She expanded.” Global. Unavoidable. David’s expression hardened. “Then this war just crossed borders.”

I raised my head quickly towards the source of the voice, my gaze met a pair of clear blue-gray eyes. Alice stood at the edge of the circle, she was wearing a short black dress and matching heels, her platinum blonde hair was tied back. A katana sling adorns her shoulder, her right hand carrying a slightly dirty travel bag. Her eyes shifted from me back to Dostov and Nick on the floor, it seemed Dostov didn't notice Alice's presence at all because he was still sucking Nick's blood. Alice stepped so that she was two meters from Dostov, none of the clan members stopped her, maybe because they were just as surprised as I was. "Konstantin."

she ordered Norma Elspeth and she opened her mouth wide open and the black witch inserted the black pill into her mouth, which Norma Elspeth swallowed, as soon as she has swallowed it, her strength came back to her and her eyes turned red. The black witch smiled. Norma Elspeth stood up and the black witch entered back into her body. "You must show no weakness Elspeth, it won't be long soon you shall have all you want, you shall be queen," this made Norma Elspeth to laugh wickedly and she went back to the body of Diana and gave her more nightmares. 🖤 "Who are you?" The holy healer asked Alyssa. "My name is Alyssa, and I'm a friend to Darrell," Alyssa replied nervously wondering why she is be

"Amia, this is my father, Alpha Brett of the Bleeding Moon pack.” “Hello," she breathed. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Amia. You are a beautiful young woman,” Alpha Brett said with a nod. “The pleasure is all mine, Alpha,” She said with a tight smile. Dylan nodded and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Enjoy the rest of your evening,” Dylan said in a low voice before turning. “You’ve got a beautiful girlfriend,” I said. she turned to me, her eyes widened. Dylan visibly stiffened beside her. He clenched his jaw before answering.

There was a formal black dress laid on the bed and she assumed that was for her to wear. She didn't want to waste time so she wore the dress swiftly and went downstairs to find Aaron. She tied her hair into a messy bun to match her attire. Ashton was waiting for her near the front door with his right hand holding a pair of black shoes. Ashley went closer and noticed that he was holding Heiress neo ankle boots for women, one of the famous footwear brands in that country. "Why did you have this in your house?" Ashley asked when he put the boots in front of her, gesturing for her to wear them.

All their eyes turned to me. And then they slid past me, to the woman standing beside the high table. Alexa. The daughter of Alpha Blackwood of Great Britain. She hadn’t changed. Tall, poised, her silver blonde hair braided down her back like a crown. Her gown clung to her in a way that spoke of class and power. Her eyes were purple, sharp and kind in equal measure, and when she saw me, she smiled. Not coy. Not shy. The kind of smile that said she’d been waiting.

“You won’t understand, Jane. It’s impossible to forget Adam. I need to do something.” Alice closed her book. A dark look hovered in her eyes as she stared at nothingness. Later that day, It was almost dusk. The drive to the club wasn’t long. Fifteen to twenty minutes at most. Alice dressed in a black, leathered short-dress with a turtleneck. She also had a black ankle-boots on with her brown hair loose against her straight shoulders.

These past few days, Dahlia has been one of the prominent thoughts rocking the foundation of my thoughts. “I’m sorry, Dahlia. But you dressed like you are happy that Christoper died. Perhaps…” she scoffed. “You wanted to be the new Luna that badly.” Dahlia’s smile deepened. An art I never expected from her in a million years. She was about to respond when a thick voice cut in. “You are gravely flawed, Camilla!” Alpha Jake, leader of Blackrose Pack, is one of the most prominent packs in the country. He, too, was young like me, and he’s a man who’s not ashamed to wear the title of the most flirtatious Alpha.

Layla shakes her head at me. “This is Zach; Zach meet Darius.” Zach inclines his head at me; Layla frowns, “Where's your new mate Zach?” ”Still asleep, I think I wore her out.” Layla smirks, “Can she still walk?” He laughs, “Her name is Anita, Layla, and she can, with difficulty.” Layla bursts out laughing; I stand back watching them; they are close; Zach looks like he would kill anyone who tried to hurt his Alpha.