Beautiful Brute Novels & Stories

He stood up and took five steps to meet me where I stood—frozen still. His gaze moved slowly over my body as he studied me. My fingers trembled at my sides, but I tried hard to hold it in. I couldn’t help but stare at his green eyes. They were mesmerizing. I understood why men wished to be him. He wasn’t just handsome! He was—gorgeous. Even I wished I had such shoulder length white hair. Finally, he spoke, interrupting my thoughts as he grabbed my attention. “She’ll do!” For a minute, I couldn’t understand. My parents’ faces lit up like what he said was worth rejoicing over.

My brain’s screaming to look away, my eyes tell my brain to get fucked. Leo moves like a pure viking berserker. Heavy, hard, all brutal strength and zero finesse. Every punch he throws is loud enough to shake bark loose from the trees. His back is carved from granite and another wicked scar slashes over one shoulder that makes me want to ask how he got it and kiss it at the same time. His thick, messy braid swings when he moves. His sweatpants hang dangerously low, flashing the promise of a V-line that could lead nations.

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 She’s beautiful. No, I’m sorry, beautiful doesn’t even cover it. This woman is the most stunning female I have ever come across. Dark skin that practically glows under the sunlight, smooth and rich like the earth itself. Her black hair falls in waves, catching the light like silk, and every inch of her body tells a story. She’s curvy, with just enough softness to make me want to reach out and hold her, and there's a confidence in the way she carries herself that makes my chest tighten.

"Not even a beautiful woman!" Oh, she’d seen him before—she'd seen him in the papers, his photo being on the cover of a business magazine she was reading for her course—but nothing, nothing had prepared Brianna for the impact of seeing him up close and in the flesh. He was well over six feet, and as he walked in, it was clear to all that he owned the place—and not just literally. Confidence and arrogance just oozed from him, and as he walked over to the desk, Brianna realized he wasn’t just stunning—he was absolutely beautiful. His jet hair was longer than it was in the photos, with a raven fringe flopping over his forehead, and as for those eyes... Brianna actually gave a little sigh. Thick

And there are fingers pushing against him, pushing inside him, and Braze is not afraid, does not tense, and trusts as Brandon mouths at his neck, his voice echoing in his head with a tenderness that makes his eyes tear up and Indah, beautiful- He does not see how he is beautiful. And then there is Win, golden eyes bright and hair mused as he works him open, fingers gentle despite the almost brutal way he bruises Braze skin with possessive kisses that leave behind bright hickeys, mine echoing without shame, without a shred of unwanting, and this, Braze thinks, is how it should be, how it’s meant to be, this is what he’s always wanted, what he dreamed.

data-p-id=5008f35a51da6108ff83083fb93ef273,Kane's POV: "Man she's so beautiful, I can't even tell you in words! She has dark brown wavy hair and chocolate brown eyes! She's just so perfect." Bryson was blabbering about how beautiful his mate was and I couldn't stop rolling my eyes. The guy was already so obsessed with this girl. He went on and on about how pretty she was, how the shape of her eyes, ears, nose, lips everything was perfect.

Bright Sophia stood in front of me, as beautiful as ever. Her brown hair fell over her shoulders, dancing with every subtle, gentle movement. Her gaze was as intense as fire, or like a tornado destroying everything in its path. Her perfectly sculpted facial features looked even more beautiful than usual. Her full lips curved unfairly whenever she disagreed with something I said.

It feels so painful when Brian doesn't touch her at all. Not only wearing lingerie, Azzura has also felt that her face looks fresher and more attractive. Even without her make-up, Azzura's face still looks beautiful. Even if she claimed to be twenty-three years old, many would believe her. Yes. Azzura's face had almost no wrinkles. Smooth as porcelain, maybe even ants would slip if they walked on her face. After applying a thin layer of make-up, Azzura sprayed on a famous brand of perfume that was definitely limited edition. The perfume that had always been able to make Brian drunk It is said that men will easily get excited if they smell this perfume.

The man was a pain. Then there was Nyx. Brontés's mate. Her sorrel brown hair was the most beautiful shade I had ever seen and her silver eyes were... beautiful. She was kind. If you could say someone was too kind, she was. She was fierce in her own way. All the women were. Some more than the other. Well except Eliana.

Damn this brute! "You just sleep an hour…"