Characters In Black Beauty Novels & Stories

*click clack click clack* Irvin went back to reality when he heard heavy footsteps. He stopped and turned around to see who it was. A guy wearing all black attire with an ‘Excelsis’ print written on his shirt and red bandana used as a headband on his bald head. He looks like a young gangster that is ready for a fight. “...he’ll going to get you.”

“I…I saw a wolf. Not the white one that you were looking for, but it is a black one—” Ajax places a hand over my mouth and quickly looks back. I was so concerned with discussing about the black wolf to Ajax that I did not notice the others are beginning to head towards us. “Ajax, have you found Belle?” A voice calls out. “I have. We’ll be heading back.” Ajax responds before moving close so only I can hear him whisper. “Don’t discuss about the black wolf here. That one is still a secret that only Indigo and I know of.” I shake off his hand covering my mouth so I can speak. “Does that mean that you will allow me to see Indigo first?”

His eyes—dark, dangerous—studied me as though he couldn’t quite decide whether to laugh or to pin me harder against the wall. And then—he did laugh. A low, husky sound that rumbled from his chest and sent another wave of shivers through me. “Mia fiera,” he murmured, his thumb grazing along my jawline, almost tender. “My fierce one.” My stomach twisted, because I hated the way his words felt like both a taunt and a promise, hated how the heat coiling low in my belly betrayed me. And yet, when his smirk deepened, clearly amused by the fire in my eyes, I realized something terrifying: Rowan Blackwood wasn’t just dangerous because of his power. He was dangerous because a part of me wanted to pla

In the end, Blackie was Monarch class and had been overwhelming over thirty youths all at the same time. And right now, there were only three! With just a whip of its tail, the white-clad couple were reduced to a puddle of blood and guts! Chivas was left half-dead too, and it even lifted him with its jaws and dropped him right by Caleb's feet. "Skree!" "Good boy!" Caleb praised. Blackie happily raised its chin and then shrunk to a footlong again, resting on Caleb's shoulder and nuzzling his cheek. Even as Chivas scowled, he said, "Caleb… Just let me go this one time, alright? I am the heir to a Sanctuarian clan, after all! I don't mind wiping the slate clean!"

I couldn’t look away. Damian’s wolf was breathtaking—a towering, midnight-black beast with silver streaks running like lightning through his thick, glossy fur. His muscles rippled powerfully beneath the coat, every line carved for dominance and lethal grace. Golden eyes burned with controlled fury, intelligent and unrelenting. When he moved, it was with fluid, terrifying elegance. He was beautiful in the most dangerous way possible.

she exclaimed. Mr. Blackwood nodded, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Indeed, speed and agility are some of the Cheater’s greatest assets. It's fascinating how some beings are naturally inclined to chase after what they desire, regardless of who gets hurt. That is the life of the cheater; he is always going to be a cheater." “Of course, you don’t expect a Cheetah to become a dog someday, do you?” Anna joked and Mr. Blackwood chuckled.

I gasped, eyes wide. ‎He didn't flinch; he just stood there and let me see him. His cock was so long and thick with veins popping, much longer than Damon's. I clenched my thighs tightly, gosh I'm dripping just from the sight of his mighty cock. ‎My eyes roamed up to his muscular chest, his skin glowed lightly with heat, and his hair was wet and tousled; he seemed to have been wacking off before I walked in. ‎"I'm Charles Blackwill," he introduced smoothly, his fingers stroking his cock slowly. "Damon's young uncle. His dad's little brother."

two other hefty guys hit him hard on his back, that hit sent waves of pain to her spine, it was like a hard blow to her. “what do you say we take that walk we had yesterday” mutters one to his ears. When they notice charlotte looking at her they raise up to their full height, drawing a crowd, the black guy was taller, but not as muscular, and it made her think, if he had the scent she just perceived then why isn’t he the bully, why is he the victim, even in normal cases, the big guy was never bullied, and he looks fine like handsome, sexy, charming, fine, he looks like a readymade man, with beautiful set of green eyes.

The closer we get I notice the horses are already tacked up. "Dyl? Tell me I'm not the only one who has never gotten on a horse before." I say starting to feel kinda scared. "I wish I could but don't worry about it.. You'll be fine." He says. We get to the horses and Jason enters the stables to greet the foreman and to tell him we've taken the horses, while Dyl and Esmy try assure me . They don't realise that they're only freaking me out more. Jason comes back in no time and Dyl and Esmy get on the horses, Jason tells me to get on the beautiful black beauty whose name I'm told is Gypsy and apparently the most humble horse they have.

It bows and surrenders before her. "Blackie..." Aaron shouts at his pet, but nothing works. Blackie sits on the bed, showing off that Aaron is no longer his boss. Elaina raises her head and sees Blackie sitting before her, bowing his head. She pinches herself to check if she has died or not. Her gaze locks with Blackie's emerald eyes. A fantastic bond is established between their eyes. She releases her legs and sits in an Indian style, folding her legs. He crawls to her and snuggles his head into her belly.