Black Beauty Novels & Stories

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

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!

A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

He and his wolf had to concentrate on shifting only his ears and trying to make his tail appear. "Let it go," he said to his wolf. The animal seemed to be trying to take over the man's mind entirely, having never tried anything like that before. A small, high-pitched cry made him open his eyes. Bianca had placed her hands on her lips. She had eyes that shone with admiration. In front of her, Alpha Black: this rare specimen, this mountain of muscles with black hair and eyes of intense forest green, was sitting on the bed, his massive musculature offered to her sight. Two large ears and a bushy black wolf tail had proudly appeared on his body.

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.

“You’re beautiful… Black and I missed you.” Purity whimpered the same familiar sound before her tongue swiped over my face, and I returned the gesture by kissing her snout before hugging her tightly. Catherine was still crying, and I knew she might be in an internal conversation with her wolf. Black was excited to meet his mate for the first time, but he was not pushing me to let him out and I appreciated it. He knew well enough that I would give him his own time. “Do you want to run with Black?” I asked, and she whimpered again, and Black told me she wanted to.

He rubs against me and licks my stomach while I giggle; yeah, definitely just a big puppy. I'm a little nervous as I call Tamisra forward. Alpha Gunther was pissed my wolf was black; typically, only Alpha wolves were black. In fact, I don't think there's ever been a recorded black wolf who wasn't an Alpha. She was so black she had hints of blue, which Alphas don't have, her aura was normal, and she was actually on the smaller side, so he dropped it. Stupid male egos are so fragile.

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.

It was layered and luxurious. He put the box down gently. "This is the wedding gown of the Black Dragon Queen. The decorative scales are the most solid of my scales." I turned to look and met his clear, amber eyes. He had sharp features and warm air about him. He was nothing like the malicious Black Dragon everyone talked about. "It's the first time a Black Dragon is in a marriage alliance with the Human Clan. We are preparing this wedding with the highest honors. Let me know if you need anything else."

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?”