Black Beauty Novels & Stories

Then black. Nothing.

I took the chaos to mind link Tristan in privacy, his voice weak from the amount of silver he was contained with. : Tristan, is this you? The attack? It’s 50 wolves, no scent… what?... they’re all black wolves… Tristan, what is this? : the moment I see them I’m shocked, they are all huge like Silas, if not bigger, their fur as black as night and they are all lethal and deadly looking. A black-furred wolf is a thing of legend, no wolf has ever been fully black, not since the very first Alpha, the very first wolf to ever howl to the moon. If these 50 wolves were all pitch black...who the hell were they and where the hell did they come from?

I asked again. “I’m you.” The voice said. “I’m your wolf. I’m Nyx.” My wolf is a massive black wolf? And I don’t mean just the fur. Her eyes are completely black, the pads of her paws are black, her claws are black. Even her teeth are black. Not from decay either. She is the most solid black wolf I have ever seen. She is more massive and blacker than Aiden’s wolf. This doesn’t make any sense; I’m not an alpha. I thought only alphas got black wolves. “Nyx? How did you get in these chains? How long have you been here?”

The black one it is She finally decided to take the black one since it wouldn't be as flashy as the silver one. She dressed up nicely in a beautiful sewed atampa . Badiyya is a very calm and collected lady, she doesn't look down on people no matter where and what background they come from. She sees everyone as equal. We are all human and whatever material things we think we have, we aren't taking it to our graves. All of it will be left on earth, so why behave as if you have the world under your foot?.

They were turning the pages as quickly as possible to find any reference to this creature until they found a page titled ‘Black Dogs’ It had drawings to the creatures in it and when shown to Rory he would yelp in disbelief, the look on the page was so detailed. The book read: Black Dogs are a sign of great problems to come, they only act at the behest of hell and the one that summoned them. Black Dogs are giant hounds bred on the lower levels of Hades, they reach 46” in height, and with big and athletic builds, their teeth are large and sharp and always in display, and their tails are long and thick as workers' rope. Their eyes are red and orange like a flame as if their spirits were flamed

It was really a lazy cat. With the help of the natural treasures of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, Blackie, the Three-headed Heavenly Hound, had finally fully matured. It had its bloodline completely activated and mastered the magical power of its origin. It could finally shrink its body and turn it into a normal puppy. It could also turn its three heads into one. Blackie didn't look as ferocious as it used to. Instead, it was furry, lovely, and cute. It had become the most popular pet in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. It had completely replaced Evil Moon, who had become fat, and became popular.

The one which never lost the glorious scent. She was not a red rose but a black one, such a beauty in sadness. Like a black rose, her darkness was beautifully fatal. It's not that he is having some feelings towards her, but he sure had some pity on her. Such innocence could not be treated like that. Kristopher raised his head in the sky and saw even in the velvet dark there is a light of the stars, the stars so brilliant they drew the eyes heaven-bound, the lyrics of the starry night played softly on his mind.

'' He replies, ''Okay, you're all set. Right. So, how do I move? I furrow my eyebrows in confusion as I try my best to move but the black beauty does nothing. I mean, does she not like me because I'm doing my best here. Awkwardly shifting on her, I pat on the side of her neck, trying to calm her down or something but it's definitely not working. ''Mm, well, it's not working.'' I mutter.

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.

Stone greeted and the girl who sat on Stone's lap got up and swung her ass towards Jason. "So you are the famous Black Moon. I've heard a lot about you, but despite that, I want to hear from you" she sucked her lower lip and brought it out gently all wet, the girl had a small black butterfly mask, her eyes were painted black and her lips too. She wore black leather gloves which stopped right at her elbow, and her bra and panties made of net were all black. Everything she had on was black, including her heeled boots. "Stone, get to the deal " his voice echoed in the room. From Stone, Jason averted his gaze to the flirty lady