Black Eye Susan Novels & Stories

Susan said to the servant as soon as she opened the door and came face to face with Susan. "Yes ma'am," the servant replied knowing Susan was a special guest of the family. Susan walked in wearing a small black body con straight dress which left half of her thigh to her legs exposed. The hands of the dress were tied at the neck leaving half of her back exposed. She wore a black rose on the dress small hands tied around the neck allowing some of the ends to flow down her shoulder. Her hair was neatly wrapped and she had a black disc fascinator decorating it. She wore a long gold earring and adorned both of her hands with multiple gold bracelets with two gold rings strategically placed on two

Susan looked so gorgeous in her jade green bikini swimwear with leopard motif wrapping cloth under her belly. “Thank you, Elena.” She put off her sunglasses and placed on her head. She turned around and looked at the surroundings as she came near to Elena’s standing point. “It’s clear. I just checked it.” Elena handed her the file envelope. “Thank you for your understanding. I just don’t want people getting our photos as much as they like.” Susan shrugged and took the envelope from Elena’s hand. “I understand about it.” Elena held her hair from covering her eyes as the wind was coming more rustic.

Their eyes all turned to me, holding me in place like I was frozen solid. I knew the exact moment when the looks in their eyes shifted all at once, turning into something more heated as their eyes took in my outfit. I sucked in a deep breath and willed my feet to move, looking away from their expressions, trying to bury what it stirred up. Then I noticed an unfamiliar figure in the corner. A woman—the most breathtaking I'd ever laid eyes on. Her skin was as white as porcelain, smooth and glowing. Her hair was as black as night and fell down her face, stopping just below her jaw. Her eyes were a striking gray and they were sharp. When they landed on me, I felt a chill... it looked almost like

Susan asked wryly. "Ha ha ha, very funny, Dr Grey. " Fatima retorted; she said the name with a nasty face. And then she said, "How did you know, I haven't told anyone yet. " Most the time, these two always bicker. It was very fun and cute to watch. They could be at it throughout lunch period. But they are both so good at their jobs and strong women in their own rights. Susan, is a black American, from south Crenshaw. With her dark faux locs, high cheek bones and perfectly shaped nose, she is such a beauty. Under the scrubs, was a nicely curved body. Sometimes I wonder if she'd ever consider modeling.

" She raised her eye brows and stretched her neck. She wasn't in the mood to know about any flowers at all, not when they are more important things to face right now. "I guess you are dumb in some aspects hun." Mama Liya mocked. Jane just rolled her eyes. "Who in the world spend alot of times learning about flowers?" "People who are dumb like you." Her grandmother said sarcastically and laughed lightly. Mama Liya wanted to motivate Jane again, cause she thought her granddaughter's hope was fading due to the things happening. "Black Eyed Susan is a flower, a special strong flower to be precise. Am telling you this because, I want you to have the spirit of a Black Eyed Susan. It a flower that

She continued and began to take off her clothes then she unclasped her bra. -"Sus what are you doing?" I was driving and kept looking with wide eyes at her. She looked just perfect with her long black socks and long blouse which covered her ass but I am not sure if it would cover it if she would raise her hands. But as always Susan looked perfect. She had black glasses on her eyes even if it was night. She is just a crazy girl who everybody fells in love with her, but she does not like to speak with many people, she carefully chooses her friends and I like that I'm glad that for some reason she chooses me as her friend too. She was the first person who said hello when I didn't have any frien

-EMILY- The sound of the beeping monitor next to me got my eyes rolling, the blurry image of the ceiling looking down on me. I took a sitting position, resting my back on the soft pillow behind me. The scent of antiseptics and the cream-colored walls gave a pretty first impression of where I was. A lady In a white uniform walked in. She didn’t speak, nor did she let out a smile when she saw me. I couldn’t remember how I got here or why I was here, but I was sure she knew the answers.

Susan said jokingly. Edmond gave Susan an icy cold stare that should have made her shudder, but she was amused instead. "Your bodyguard is one hell of a kind. Mr. Black, please lighten up a little." Since he was decked in black, she decided to dub him Mr. Black. Edmond's emotionless gaze remained on Susan, while Susan, on the other hand, wasn't affected in any way. She covered her mouth and whispered in Ivy's ear, "This fella looks like those defenders in the movie, who were ready to risk their lives for their boss. Zack Anderson knows how to pick people, I give him that."

I glanced at Susan again through the mirror, my eyes glazing over her smooth and silky auburn hair pulled back from her tanned face into an elegant chignon and those grey eyes so similar to her brother's, not to mention that banging figure and those long as hell legs. Easily, Susan trumped me in the beauty department. Obviously I can't beat her model like figure with my slightly chunky frame and my muffin top. I don't even have exotic features despite me being one quarter Mexican, all I had was long, limp ash brown hair and dull blue eyes. But today, with my hair pulled into an elegant up do and the dramatic smoky eye I was currently perfecting, I felt more on par with dear Susie. And beside