Brooding Dark Haired Man Novels & Stories

She grabs a handful of beard, and to his credit, though she gives it a good yank, he doesn’t even rumble. “Are you keeping Annie company?” he asks her, looking up at me. Have I ever seen him from this angle before? He’s a few feet below me, so the whites of his eyes show under his dark pupils. They glow in the moonlight. The breeze whips his long hair, and with his height and honed muscle and inked skin, he looks like a wild male, like the ones in the fresco above the stage at Moon Lake’s outdoor amphitheater that shows their Great Alpha, Broderick Moore, single-handedly fighting off the ferals who attacked his people on their way down from the dens.

"Maybe if I scare you enough, your wolf will finally come out." He raised his other hand. I closed my eyes and waited for the hit but it never came. "Let her go." The voice that stopped him from slapping me was deep and authoritative. It made my whole body tingle in a strange way. I opened my eyes and gasped. A man stepped out of the shadows between the trees. He was the biggest person I have ever seen. His hair, as black as the night sky. His eyes, silver like the moon. When he looked at Damien, his face was very angry.

Damon turned back slowly, his muscles coiled tight, ready to strike at any moment. Behind him, on the roof of one of the damaged houses, stood a man. He wore a dark hoodie that cast shadows over most of his face, but there was something about his stance, the way he held himself, that sent warning bells ringing through Damon's mind. "Korran!" The name ripped from Damon's throat in a growl that made the air vibrate. "Took you long enough to show your face again."

Just pure love. “I won’t let anything happen to you, okay?” He nods at Damon, Yosef, except me. “Don’t let him get to you.” “Pathetic.” The voice is near now. The man steps out from the shadows, the ominous energy swirling around him so palpable. Scars and tattoos cover his face, his neck, everywhere. He’s clad in a black Armani suit, possesses Italian features, and the smell of… weed. “I have her already. I have you all.”

I watched fully engaged as he pulled Seanleaf who had moved on and was licking Flora's p*ssy, she was shaking her legs bucking as he released her. The cloaked dark man turned him, to face me, the cloaked dark man was beautiful. Pure darkness with bright blue stars glittering on his flesh, a glimpse of his hair was shiny white. He grinned revealing very white pearly teeth with sharp canines, his body was very built, I couldn't tell whether he was like them or something different "Be careful cloak you know your d*ck is big, so be gentle." Seanleaf said in a low voice.

Her foot snapped a dry branch, the crack echoing in the silence. The man turned, slow and deliberate. His eyes locked on her: bloodshot red, glowing faintly in the dim light, pupils dilated with something beyond mere exertion. Fangs glinted between parted lips as he drew in heavy breaths, chest heaving. Blood streaked his pale skin, his dark hair disheveled, clothes torn to reveal corded muscles etched with old scars. He was no ordinary man—no shifter, no hunter. Something ancient, dangerous.

Conjured from breath and darkness and vaporizing into solid so fast it’s horrifying. It's the form of a man, tall, broad, masculine, and strong, dressed in black and cloaked so that his hood comes down over his head, casting what's beneath into complete pitch-black shadow. He’s like some magical being right out of one of Leyanne's grimoires and brings an air of utter desolation with him. Facing me, towering over and silently taking in the intruder he has come to deal with, I can see the wolves on the perimeter backing away with slow, careful moves, as though hoping my distraction lets them get away scot-free.

The color of his eyes is shimmering brilliantly under the light, like a burning flame. The man casually walked beside the other person. He seemed to exude an arrogant and imposing vibe for every step he took. The man threw a condescending look at Maria. His height almost matched the other person with a well-proportion physique. The man unveiled his hooded robe, revealing a pale, white skin with a handsome visage. He ignored the stunned look on the young woman's face and nudged his leg toward the black-haired man.

Jade screams at me and I pull away and smack him. Someone growls loudly and a shiver runs up and down my spine. Everyone is silent. I look around and I see him. Those piercing amber brown eyes staring intently at me as a tall muscular man with tattoos heads my way. His hair is dark brown and shaggy on the top but short on the sides. He has a beard and mustache but it isn't long and scraggly. He is sexy and he is mine!

“However, I will not go back to Apex Woods with you so that you can kill me the way Brianna killed my son.” Dominic stepped forward threateningly. “We weren’t asking you. You will come with us whether you like it or not.” I braced myself for their attack. The four Betas suddenly appeared from the shadows, growling and threatening me with violence. “Leave the she-wolf alone,” a man said from the shadows. We all turned to look in his direction. He was a tall gorgeous man with long dark hair and a sleek beard. Even in the dark, I could see his beauty and I was impressed.