Handsome Man With Black Hair And Blue Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

Again she felt that all too familiar pull to them as they mesmerized her. Around the eyes a handsome face smiled. His black hair was slicked back atop his head not a single strand of hair out of place. His tan face was perfectly chiseled and smooth. His pink lips were turned up in a vicious smile allowing his white teeth to show. His long sharp canines glinted in the sunlight. In her mind Danica had pictured rogues as disgusting wolves that lived on the land and barely had time to bath, but this man standing before her was gorgeous.

Then, I looked around the unfamiliar room. A few seconds later, the door opened. A man in his casual attire came in. Suddenly, I felt as though everything had stopped. My heart skipped a beat when I gazed at the man's exquisite face. He has good looks that every woman would die for. He had silky black hair properly combed, amazing steely blue eyes paired with thick eyebrows, an imposing hooked, aquiline nose, and thin red lips. He was tall, which was right for his masculine body. How could great looks be this perfect?

It was just about sun down when we heard the faint whine of a horse. Sebastion and I had passed each other a weary glance before watching as a man on a black stallion approached us. This man, was an Adonis. Nicely shaped and, well toned arms. Nicely sculpted chest under his tight black cotton shirt. Black raven hair that dangled in his eyes and over his ears. It looked so soft and silky, like that of a well groomed dog. I wanted to run my hands through it, see if it really was soft as it looked. He had the darkest of blue eyes I had ever seen. An untamed storm that caused devastation in its wake. How much I wanted to be in that damn storm too. Aria, get your head together would you? Drool an

I was shocked and almost scream. Even though it's dark I was still able to see. Slightly he looks familiar but as I look again, that person turned out to be a handsome young man with black hair strokes with highlights of turquoise and a charming navy suit matching his style. White pale skin with a peachy plum lip. I didn't realize I was staring at him until he chucked, making me realize my action. I looked away blushing while he just chuckled again.

Rolling my eyes, I turn to see an extremely handsome man with short, styled, black hair staring back at me. His eyes are so dark brown that it appears that they are black. Even though I usually don’t like men with a beard and mustache, he looks so hot with it, that I would melt in his hands if he touched me.

Black's attention. With his meticulously groomed, dark hair, glowing olive skin, thick brows crowning striking blue eyes, and a jawline as sharp as a sculpture's chisel, Eric Black was a man designed to stir desire. His full lips, ever-curved in a confident smirk, held an unspoken promise of indulgence and satisfaction.

She had been expecting some old craggy-looking fellow, like a godfather or something. And now looking at him, he hadn't changed at all from that first day she had seen him. He had beautiful, shiny black hair that he kept pushed away from his face, but it was longer than she remembered. If it were wet, it would probably fall to his ears. But the way he styled it kept it away from his face, made him appear menacing and handsome all at the same time. It also gave her a perfect view of his icy blue eyes.

I stood there, looking at the handsome man in front of me. He had tousled dark hair that fell perfectly around his face, framing his strong jawline. His eyes were a deep blue, almost like the ocean, and they sparkled with confidence. He had a well-defined body, muscular yet not overly bulky, and he wore a fitted shirt that showed off his toned arms. I couldn’t help but think, who looks more handsome than him and Milo?

"Good. You're still a fighter." I rolled my eyes, focusing on the man that stood next to him. He was handsome, but there was something off about him. He had black hair that was slicked back with a superman curl on his forehead. The sides began to gray. He had dark brown eyes, and the normal large wolf frame. A sharp jaw that was covered with a low cut beard that added to his charm. Even still, something nagged at me about this man. He stared at me. For a split second, his eyes held something close to want, before shifting to disgust. "And you are?"

With black hair and black eyes just like the black cat at night. '' Oh come on, what's the fun if we take the simple route? I want to check out the village at night without anyone seeing me,'' replied the man beside him. He had brownish red hair with blue eyes. His hair was curly falling onto his face. With a height of more than six feet, as quite handsome and charming.