Beautiful Brute Novels & Stories

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.

"Desmond wants the world to view you as an unfit beggar, so we are going to blind them with undeniable power." "Power does not come from expensive silk and stolen jewels, Gideon," Maren argued while trying to ignore the heat radiating from his frame. She kept her gaze fixed on the mirror as he secured the pearls around her neck with unexpectedly gentle fingers. The contrast between his ruthless reputation and his careful touch sent a fresh wave of confusion through her veins.

He didn't even let me examine the jaw that stupid Bones had punched. Not that I'm some such of doctor or some shit but I wanted to know that it was nothing serious. As we walked side by side,I sticked to staring at him. Did he attract a lot of women. His hair was black and swept back from his face . Was he handsome? The golden Sheen of his bronzed skin betrayed his Brazilian heritage and the soft fabric of his casual shirt clung to shoulders that were wide and powerful. His mouth didn't shift into a smile and his eyes...so dark and brooding.

I liked the Carter Pack. They were thinking massively out the box. I would definitely follow their idea, but what they were talking was not possible. I blew out my mouth hard as I listened to the two talk. Beautiful ass girls with high intelligence was sexy. Not only was Naomi and Briselle smart, their beauty gave them the most attention. And it was not just Naomi and Briselle that were gorgeous; their whole pack was stunning.

Sliding my hands into his, we make our way towards the crowd and greeted everyone. "Hey, loa! It's been a while." Carter gives me a side hug and I smile. "It has, hasn't it. We're all so caught up." "Indeed," he nods, taking a sip from his beer, "this is Rein." A girl that I hadn't noticed spins around at the mention of her name. Rein was really pretty. She had killer curly hair and mocha skin. She was a bit on the thicker side, pudgy but it worked for her. She had brown eyes, and wore glasses, like carter.

I was writing my article about him with or without an interview with him and I had a feeling that he wasn’t going to smile after reading what I had to say about his insolent ass. Jam Timi might look physically attractive, but once he opens his mouth, nothing good, polite or sensible comes out of it. It was such a shame that someone who was so nice on the outside was so bad in the inside. This just went further to prove the saying that “beauty lies in the heart of the person and not on the face”. Such a waste of beauty. I might have had a tiny crush for him before I met him, but right now I think I was disgusted by him.

My face and hers are closer than they have ever been. She opens her eyes and those ocean blue orbs are painstakingly beautiful. Even the tiny pink lines can't deny this fact. Her eyelashes are not too thick like the other girls I've seen. I want to touch her skin now that I am just millimeters away. But I'm glad I'm holding the apple in at least one hand. I have to control myself before she tries to use her stun gun on me. At the same time, I want to take my risk with her. "All that glitters is not gold, Plinio."

He holds her by the hair. “This is an acrylic shock watch that is always on your move will shock you in such a way that every time you get a shock, you will get pain and at the same time, every time you get an electric shock, your blood will burn. Now if you like this inconvenience more than keep it to yourself otherwise still apologize to me just end this game.” He once again put an option in front of her as to what she would choose. When he explained the details to her, she began to hate him more and more, wondering what kind of person he was. But he will never win this time.

Yes ‘my’ not ‘our’ because I use every opportunity, even the slightest to get possessive. Beauty and brains! Shoot me!! Mr. Brett is his name. Gosh, his name also screams sexy. He is drop-dead stunning, hot as steam. I could literally salivate looking at him. Mr. Brett was obviously a rebel. He has so many visible tattoos and a bad temper. He was not exactly my taste in guys, but somehow, I managed to fall head over heels in love with him.

"Does she know you're this much of a chicken when on amusement park rides?" "It'll be weird if I'm too perfect, don't you think?" Seb said, the upper corner of his mouth raising into a smirk. "You said it yourself. I'm tall, handsome, smart, athletic, has a great body, funny- come on, do you really need more to that list?" "You're such a show off," Alex scrunched his nose. "You're not that tall anyways." "I'm way taller than you, Blue." "You're also not that handsome."