Black And Blue Novels & Stories

" the doctor said, fidgety. "No, doctor.." she shook her head but her face said it all. It became dull and pale. "Are you sure? Let me ask Mr Black.." he said and dialled a number on his phone while she knitted her brows in confusion. Mr Black? Who is he and why the hell is he asking him to insert a blood bag into her? Is he with Van Dough? Thinking of this made Amelia seriously worried.. her ocean blue eyes were bulged out in fear.. as if she was in a trance.

she widely smiles when she saw her little sister. "Sarah, there are both black and white in this world. These two colors are parts of our life. God puts us in a world of black and white for us to see everything, for us to realize that life isn't about happiness only." Sarah walks near to her little sister. "Don't worry. Everything ends with a happy ending. If this is not happy, then its not the end yet," Samantha said before disappearing from Sarah's sight. Sarah turned her sight to the sea. Realizations hit her. "You're right, sis. It is not the end yet."

The Record Stone picked up the names and displayed them for all to see. “This…” Even Mane was stunned by the team slate of the Black Team. “Black Saga” “Black Hammer” “Black Axe” “White Mask” “Black Mask” “Vital Orange” “What a surprise folks. Black Saga has stunned everyone here with his team order. Black Saga is fighting first!”

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

I could tell that Melio's eyes held a flash of pain. "Hi Miss, what's your name?" Black asked giving her a warm smile. "Hello Mr Bl...ack and M...iss Brenda, my name is M..Melio Blanchard ". She said in a shaky voice. This was as a result of my hands digging into her lower back. I dug my fingers into her lower back and at some point started drawing little circles so sensually that Melio became hot and flushed. She was trying her best to find a balance that she almost stumbled on.

As I walked, I passed several other pack servants gathered in small clusters near the common areas, gossiping away about the day's events and whispering about the new arrivals. Suddenly, I felt a hot flush of embarrassment rise to my cheeks as I noticed their lingering, unabashed gazes locked entirely on my face. Whispers cut through the air, and I could distinctly hear them murmuring about my rare, mismatched gray and blue-gray eyes—a strange mark that set me apart even among normal humans, let alone shifters.

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

With the bluest eyes you've ever seen. That shirt he's wearing is trying to tame the rippling massive muscles he possesses, every man in this company knows when to choose their battle especially when he's in a bad mood..like right now." She paused, "They call him.... The blue-eyed devil." "Really?, isn't that nick a little overrated?" Kara was so taken by this story. Of course, it makes her more scared of her boss but thst was beside the point.

Marc squats down, shoving his face in mine our noses almost touching. My lips tip to the side “Hi Marc” His eyebrows go up “Do you need an accomplice?” Huh? I go back a little because all I can see are his hazel eyes “What?” “For the little shenanigans you have planned,” he looks pointedly at my all-black outfit, making me laugh “what's wrong with my outfit? you’re wearing all black” I point out. In a black shirt, dark jeans, and black boots. He looks really attractive in an epic bad-boy persona, his hazel eyes sparkling with mischief

My all black beauty! "3, 2, 1!" With that, we all take off as the race starts. Twisting the accelerator, I head faster than anyone else. None of them seem to be able to compete with me but then one bike which is blue and black in color, goes ahead of me, leaving me furious.