Black Beauty Novels & Stories

They are wearing more makeup and their dresses got magically shorter. “Good evening.” I answer. “Do you need help?” They fake a shy smile and run their fingers through their long hair. One of them places her hand on the Black Tiger’s shoulder, “What’s your name?” she asks with a melodious tone. I can't stop staring at her hand and I suddenly got scared for her. You never know what might happen. The Black Tiger doesn't seem to care. He peacefully takes his glass and sips his martini. The other girl moves next to him and tightens her arms around her sides to bring out her chest. Pitiful.

I feel the beginnings of anger stir in my veins. Soon. Soon enough, she'll be begging for my touch. "Who are you?" She asks, voice quivering. I consider her question. She's so pure. So innocent. So beautiful. I do not want the dark part of me to touch her. Nothing is allowed to taint such ethereal beauty. Tonight I will be Luca. Blackstone, crime Lord and mob boss has been banished to the shadows. I tip her chin upwards with my finger, ignoring her protests.

I say, cursing myself for finding him unnecessarily attractive. A closer look at him earlier today in his house, he was really good looking. God really took his time with Killian Black. Shaping him into a perfect, Godlike figure. With his perfect grey eyes that just makes me feel strange. His full red lips, his honey brown hair. He's an attractive looking man. And Bianca is right, Killian Black is every girl's wet dream, he's everything a woman wants. Even in the early hours of this morning, the man looks attractive without even trying. With his grey shirt that hugs his body and I hate that I thought about what his torso would feel like against my palm. He was sexy and it pissed me off. Ugh!

I said, "I could keep you company sometimes." "You'll be late for school." he said and walked away. You won't be playing hard to get for too long. ** I saw Adam on my way to 5th period, he was standing at someone else's locker, the owner peeked out on the other side of the locker and I couldn't lie, she was pretty, way prettier than me, silky brown hair and hazel eyes, with full lips painted a nice rosy pink. She had on a black plaid skirt, a black hoodie and was wearing converse sneakers.

“I…I saw a wolf. Not the white one that you were looking for, but it is a black one—” Ajax places a hand over my mouth and quickly looks back. I was so concerned with discussing about the black wolf to Ajax that I did not notice the others are beginning to head towards us. “Ajax, have you found Belle?” A voice calls out. “I have. We’ll be heading back.” Ajax responds before moving close so only I can hear him whisper. “Don’t discuss about the black wolf here. That one is still a secret that only Indigo and I know of.” I shake off his hand covering my mouth so I can speak. “Does that mean that you will allow me to see Indigo first?”

Dear God I hope she's safe. The inner part of the jet was exquisite. So beautiful and had that rich aura about it. Mr. Black had gone upstairs to have some privacy. Yes! Upstairs. The jet was so beautiful and I only wished I never had so many problems at the moment so I could enjoy it all. Everything was black and white. I've never met a man who loved black this much.

I head for the front door. I take a deep breathe, calming my nerves. I open the door and head for the biggest wolf. He is a beautiful creature. He is taller than all the other wolves. His coat is black, so black that in the light it shines it shows hints of purple. I stop walking when the wolf turns and looks at me. I look into his bright eyes and find ease. He looks relieved before his eyes turn to pure hate.

He brushes the hair of black, slightly calming the impatient horse. “He likes you '' Damon tells me walking along the line with black, I followed closely from the side almost bumping into him. “You can hold him, pet him. He is not as scary as he looks' he added but I was not buying any of his words. His name was enough to make me want to stay away as much as I could. Unlike the other horses around the mansion, black appears to be very obedient only to his master. He chooses who brushes Its hair and his big black eyes are enough to have someone wet themselves before action is taken.

Rolling my eyes, I got up. ''I know someone is there. Either you show yourself or leave. I suggest you chose the latter!'' I barked angrily. I could smell a wet dog probably its just the wet stuffy scent of the rain mixed with wood. I need not ask anymore. A big, black wolf with golden eyes emerged from behind the bushes. I gasped at how big it was, dark as the night. It was darker than black.

It is not her appearance, and I never once paid attention to her appearance, even though she is a girl with a cheerful face, but he loves her laughter, her frown, and every little detail in her, that is the beauty for him. Right.. she doesn't have a wolf and that sometimes makes Black sad because he can't turn and run together in the woods or play together Because he did not expect not even one percent that his Mate would be human, this is rejected in the first place!! That is, if it was not for the thousand herd, the werewolves would wage war on it to separate them But honestly, he and Black his wolf are completely satisfied with her and it doesn't matter if she doesn't have a wolf