Black Eye Susan Novels & Stories

A woman stole from me? "Barely, she looked about twenty, not old enough to be out of school, to be honest. Her hair was black. As I said, one of her eyes was half blue, half green, and the other was all green. She was a pretty little thing, to be honest." He grins at me. "Okay, Mac, get Sawyer on it. Everyone should watch out for a woman with black hair in her early twenties or younger. Same eyes as her." Turning, I leave the cafe, knowing that we will find her. Unfortunately for her, her eyes are her downfall.

Susie asked, trying to keep her voice steady. The figure didn't respond. Instead, it took a step closer to her. Susie's heart racing, she tried to step back, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot. She needed to know it was Alex that was behind this. A flash of light beamed at her face , causing her not to see clearly. And then, everything went black.

Amaya quickly shook her back to reality, wondering what had flashed through her mind at that instant. "What just happened?" Amaya questioned with wide eyes. Sophia was speechless, and could only stare at Amaya with shaky breaths. Amaya felt something amiss, but couldn't put her hands around it. Something didn't seem right with Sophia, but Amaya kept it to herself. She could no longer cry, she accepted her fate while plotting her revenge. "Let's go" she beckoned on Sophia, offering a hand which Sophia took. Amaya's eyes fell on the red fabric that lady Esme had thrown at her face earlier. She picked it up to look at it, and saw that it was a netty lingerie that was as good as no clothing.

"Breathe, Amora! You have to breathe through the contractions!" Susan Wayne moved quickly around the foot of the bed, her face pale and lined with deep exhaustion. Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, her hands covered in clean towels and herbal oils. As a high-ranking pack elder and a legendary healer, Susan had delivered hundreds of werewolf pups. But looking at the monitor sitting on the nightstand, her hands were visibly shaking.

Susan stared at her reflection in the mirror. She was donning a beautiful black dress that clung to her upper body and flowy from the waist below. It reached just under her knees. She had tied her hair in a ponytail and did some smokey eye makeup. Just a little bit and it looked good on her. Grabbing her clutch she posed in front of the mirror. She looked so girlish. Susan rolled her eyes with a sigh. Today they were having dinner at Ethan's restaurant. Blair was the happiest when Susan told her she had decided to give him a chance and also he had invited them over.

She can’t help herself. “Susanna, I know you are in there somewhere. Fight it,” I coached, trying to get through to the real Susanna. Whoever that might be. “Susanna isn’t here anymore,” she said, a smile spreading across her thin lips. Her eyes were no longer blue, but completely black. Then an intense tint of gold outlined her pupils; she was looking unfamiliar. Like she was transforming before my eyes. “Erin! Watch out!!” I heard a roar coming from a distance.

The only thing that wasn’t black on Gannon was a white star on his chest that signified he was something special and powerful, and not to be messed with. Susan’s wolf was black on top with mostly silver on the underside on her tail, legs, belly, neck, and muzzle. The silver under Susan’s chin, muzzle, and neck was interspersed with pieces of dark brown fur. The black stripe down Susan’s nose and covering her ears is only broken up by a few silver hairs inside her ears and then silver from her cheeks and lower lip, running the whole underside.

"Are you blind? I am also a guest here, I guess we would be teammates and we will see more of each other for a week,” "Anyways, you interrupted my introduction, wait at the side, after I am done, you introduce yourself as well,” Alexa warned. Susan's hand shot out, her palm connecting firmly with Alexa's shoulders in a firm push and she screamed, "No, girl, you will introduce yourself after I am done with my introduction!" The push was so swift and aggressive, pulling Alexa back, leaving her no choice but to stumble backwards with her words stuck on her lips. "Hi everyone, I am Susan Sanders. A movie actress and I play the piano quite well. I am the daughter of Hanks Sanders and the wife of

He offered a weak smile, a gesture of politeness that felt like a betrayal before it even formed. “You’re not joining them?” A voice, smooth as aged whiskey, draped over him. He turned, the ice clinking softly in his glass. Susan, Chloe’s mother, leaned against the doorframe separating the kitchen from the living area. Her presence shifted the very air, pulling focus from the sun-drenched pool to the shadowed coolness of the room. She wore a silk robe, the deep emerald fabric clinging to her curves, hinting at the lushness beneath. Her dark hair, usually meticulously styled, cascaded around her shoulders, a few stray strands catching the light. Her eyes, the same piercing blue as Chloe’s, he

After Arien insisted Susan, she also picked one for herself. "This colour won't suit you, Miss" the shop assistant suggested. But Susan became angry, "Now you'd teach me this?" She glared and added. "Don't you know I'm the famous actress, Susan Hayes, of New York!" "Mm... This, I guessed it right, she's the actress model of New York city." Arien wondered. Susan was enraged at such a small thing and she was going on scolding the shop assistant when Arien stood out and spoke, "This colour, indeed, wont suit you Miss Hayes. You can check out other. There are many options." She suggested.