Beautiful Brute Novels & Stories

His soft lips brushing against my skin is too much for me that I had to gulped a couple of times while blinking continuously to keep myself sane. I tried to look at him and my eyes were suddenly focused on his long lashes and even if his eyes are closed, I don't understand why it still looked beautiful for me. 'Maze, you're out your mind. You're supposed to hate this boy and not be in awe just because he looked beautiful when he's drunk!' I shook my head lightly as I castigated myself for being caught in a trance because of Gab's beauty.

Ben chuckled “What the ...Am very beautiful mind you “ “But not as beautiful as my Rissa “ “Yeah I guess ......”Lily confessed . “But am really beautiful ....blonde hair ,kissable lips ...,blue eyes all ,pointed ...” “Yeah ..,Blah blah blah! ,That enough “Ben said “Seriously ,I feel like smacking you right now “ “What holding you ?,Miss scary face” Lily tightened her grip on the wheel .”One more word from you ,and am gonna get us into an accident “

Cruelty and ruthlessness spewed out of him and even his elegant Armani suit didn't seem to pull him into the semblance of a respectable young man, especially with that scar on his left eyebrow that added to his tragically cruel beauty. Alexei was head of the Bratva. He was a beautiful man with almost angelic features but the coldness in his light green eyes destroyed the angel image. He had lean, clean cut muscles and looked to be the youngest of the men with his clean shaven face. He looked cold, not practically cruel, just flat and emotionless, like he was incapable of having actual emotions, his gaze was calm and unwavering like the sea, almost gentle and lazy. Like something that couldn'

My mate is beautiful! I know beautiful isn't used to describe a male, but fuck it if he ain't just that. Beautiful! Aiden's light brown hair hangs down to his chin forming a vail that hides his stormy gray eyes. The hellhound is built like a MMA fighter. His muscles ripple under his skin when he moves his hair out of his face exposing that Greek god like chiseled square jawline. He looks like the bad boy version of a GQ cover model with two days growth of beard.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

Jason whistled appreciatively when he saw her. "You look beautiful" he said, his green eyes darkening. Maddie blushed uncontrollably. "Beauty doesn't defeat demons, Ponytail. She needs weapons" Ayesha noted and brought out two daggers made of Celestial Bronze from her belt. She handed them to Maddie.

The impact sent him crashing to the ground of the cage. The crowd cheered crazily, screams erupted all around me. "BLADE!" "BLADE!" "BLADE!" I pulled out my custom-made blade gleamed with a savage hunger under the bright arena lights. The polished steel bore the name "Capone," etched into the metal like a proclamation of death. Its edge was as sharp as a serpent's fang. It looked eager to cut, having tasted the blood of many before. The handle, wrapped in black leather, felt like a coiled snake in my grip, ready to strike with deadly accuracy. This blade wasn't just a weapon; it was a merciless instrument of brutality, a symbol of my unrelenting power in this world.

he shouted, and the ladies gathered around him, some even touching his head. ….…………………………………………………………………………………… "This jewelry looks good on you," the jeweler remarked. "It matches with your skin tone." Standing in front of the hall mirror, Brindle examined herself to confirm. "It sure does," she said, appreciating how well it complemented her skin. "Purrrr," she purred with satisfaction. "I want this and that diamond bracelet," she declared..No one is going to take this joy away from me, no one, she said to herself

The first one to speak up whistled alerting the others "my my my what a beauty. Are you lost baby?" The effects of the alcohol was advancing quicker than I thought, my vision was blurry so I slurred " Do I know you?" The burly man chucked "Not yet but you will soon. we will have a good time with you." Before I could retort the third man in the group who has been staring at me lustfully said to the others " Be nice to the lady she looks so yummy, I think she's a model. We have to be gentle so we don't leave bruises on her succulent skin."

I stare at the girls, not knowing how to respond. I inhale slowly. “Up.” They gather my hair, pulling it back into a sleek ponytail that sharpens my features. When they step aside, the mirror delivers the final blow. I look like a princess. Instantly, one of the girls opens the shoe boxes and before me is two different dashing heels, one is silver, the other is gold. I point at the silver one and slide my feet into it as soon as it is dropped before me. “You look gorgeous… ma'am,” Juana says.