Novel & Cerita Black Xv

Everyone was gathered in the living room; their eyes were stuck on the top of the stairs eagerly waiting for the star of the evening. Xavier was impatiently waiting for his Rosebud. Dressed up impeccably in a black Armani tuxedo with a sparkling diamond brooch tucked on his left breast pocket, he looked devilishly handsome. A silver chain dangling from his neck and a rose gold Patek Phillipe Nautilus 5712r watch embracing his left wrist gave him a royal appearance. His hair was perfectly gelled revealing his broad forehead and his five o' clock shadow made him look mature, hot and sexy that can make any woman go crazy. Although Xavier looked like a Greek God but still his aura oozed power, d

Holly screamed at the note as if the person who wrote it were standing right in front of her. "She's not even a real DelValLe! She's making fools out of all of you!" Her voice cracked with crazed rage. "I dedicated my entire life to EDV! I gave your damned company prestige and recognition! And what did I get in return? You threw me away like I was nothing!" Her breathing grew heavier as she glared at the paper in her trembling hands. Then her eyes drifted back to the next lines. **I trust that you are aware of the consequences of provoking a DelValle. No DelValle blood is spilled without consequence.**

I pulled my jacket closer to my body as I walked out of the vice chancellor’s office with Caleb following close behind. Today, I’d worn a bermuda short and a henley shirt paired with a ski jacket and black combat boots. You’d think I was in mourning because of the amount of black I had on. I had no makeup on and today I decided to let my hair loose instead of the normal cornrows. I swiped my tongue across my lips just to feel the coldness of the ring pierced on it.

He was raven haired, had piecing black eyes and was dressed in all black. Normally, seeing someone dressed in all black would give me chills especially because I had a bad history with black. This time, I didn't hear my blood roaring in my ears. The guy looked desperate. Not desperately in need of money, but answers. His dark eyes held secrets, unsolved mysteries and something darker. Something dangerously attractive. Like fire. "What do you want?" "I.. I'm in search of someone but I've got no leads on them. Can you help me?" first rule a girl learns is that,

To Koba-VRDA (Encrypted Message) [Saoji Eyes - 2019, 01 January] An eyewitness could take a photo of a vampire who was passing in an Exposed state. No need to worry. Eyewitnesses took pictures in a state of unpreparedness, and the results of the photographs were unclear. I have obscured the witness' memory with Simple-Hipno. [Dwolo Eyes - 2019, 01 April]

I just stood there, in the secluded road, all alone as the autumn breeze caressed me gently, reaching deep into my soul. I felt like a diaspora, standing there in the strange, dark valley. Suddenly, all the colours that was in the background and melted together in a bland combination. Everything swirled as I stood there, trembling. Something bad was going to happen, I knew it. The colours that melted together, suddenly, started separating, creating a vague form of shades. Red. Black. Brown. Scarlett. It was like witnessing a mighty artwork unfold in front of me. Shades of red, brown and black diademed the canvas, yet not getting mixed together, as if they harboured misogyny.

:D Thank you for the journey, lovelies! #TheBlackShadowPackSigningOff xoxo, Cassandra M

Xavier is the good mate from the prophecy Right?????

Even though she didn’t reply, Zivon chose not to get mad. Instead, he simply pulled her out of the room… Understandably curious, Xavia asked, “…Where are we off to…?” Not giving a response, Zivon simply continued pulling her down the stairs… and upon arriving at the entrance, Xavia’s eyes instantly widened. After all, instead of his usual Maybach, a black Prince motorcycle was waiting for them there! Grabbing a helmet, he then helped Xavia put it on… and after putting his own on, he got on the vehicle before saying, “Get on and hug me tightly.”

A driver walks around and opens the door and the hatred inside of me grows as I see Xavier Black. Even though he’s in his mid-forties to fifties, he looks good. His tattoos seem to cover his whole body now, his black hair has grown out and now has a few streaks of silver. He looks like he is on edge and is alert as his eyes scan the area. But he can’t see me or sense me. The urge to kill him is strong. I’ll have to come back tomorrow with my bow. I know that I promised Magnolia, but this might be a promise that I have to break.