Beautiful Brute Novels & Stories

“I-I’m sorry.” “Hey, I’m all right. Don’t worry.” “But—” “It’s just a minor wound. Calm down.” The handsome man pulled out the katana sword that was stabbing his chest slowly. He looked grimaced in pain. “Sorry. I-I’m really sorry for.” “There’s no need to apologize. I will not die. It’s a sword that I made by myself, after all. It’s fine.” “But you got hurt because of me. I’m useless--“

He sighed and sat up when he saw me holding a first aid kit. I squatted and opened the first aid box, bringing out a ball of cotton wool, and soaked it in a bottle of methylated spirit. I brought the cotton wool closer to his face and cleaned the wound on his cheek while he yelped. "Stay still" I muttered and then moved to his lips cleaning it. ****** Nicholas stared down at her watching as she cleaned up his cut. "What," Elina asked, staring up at him when she found his piercing gaze uncomfortable. "You're beautiful" Nicholas blurted out before he could stop himself.

She has this straight face and bored look, waiting for everything to sink inside my head. I groaned. That’s when she let out a triumphant smile. She knew she won this debate. “Am I just blinded by love or your words do really make sense.”

Model Perfect's schedule calls me. I delete my messages with Arlo and change his name on my phone to Anna. If Hunter sees another girl's name on my phone, he won't get suspicious. Maybe it's dishonest, but it's better than getting slapped in the face again. The red mark from yesterday is still there. It's a little red mark, with a dull ache that only my jaw can sense.

Kristen scoffed and sassily flung her hair backwards. "I'm one of the best here and everyone knows it. Besides, I'm the sexiest female here and I could be a nice distraction for the clients during the exchange". She said proudly. Most of the female mobsters scoffed loudly, and Daniel laughed. His expression suddenly turned serious and he walked over to Kristen, looking her dead in the eye. "The only thing you're the best at, is being a cum dump. Get all other ideas out of your thick empty skull". Daniel said, giving her one last hateful look before walking out.

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.