Low Taper Fade Black Male Waves Mga Nobela at Kwento

Dark wavy hair. Nope. I don't see anyone. "Chaotic Soul?" I heard a deep yet familiar voice from behind and we both turned around to find the owner of that voice. Standing behind us was the guy who was true to his words, tall with sparkling crystal blue eyes, Jet black wavy hair that looked so soft, making my hands itch to run through it, and a hint of stubble on his chin which made him look sexy as hell. My eyes roamed all over his body shamelessly. He wasn't perfectly built with a six-pack or anything but had the body that made me drool instantly and unfortunately it was covered by his chef uniform.

He was tall, easily six-three, with a presence that seemed to swallow the air in the room. He wore a black shirt, unbuttoned at the neck, and dark trousers that showed the strength in his legs. His hair was black, messy, falling over his forehead in a way that felt unstudied. When he moved forward, the light caught his eyes. They were the color of a storm at midnight, silver mixed with a deep, bottomless black. A faint scar ran through one of his eyebrows, a jagged detail that made his face look less like a dream and more like a threat.

His raven black hairs were so stylishly short trimmed on the sides by brushing all the hair forward before styling it into a wave shape as it is sure to turn heads. Looking so mature, sexy and business professionalism. My fingers felt the urge to run into them and curl around making it messy. I could see the gym muscles begin that tight tuxedo, his biceps bulging out of his sleeves as he rolled them up to give a masculine view of him. I felt my throat dried up at just a mere picture of his perfect six ft built. Don't tell me he is Abhiman .. that village Abhiman can't be this hot, handsome and mostly not alive Greek god man.

Both have ageless beauty like him, though human years they would be around their twenties. Thade had his jet black hair tied into a messy man bun. Strong jaw evident with his staple stubble on and bushy brows framing his steel blue eyes. His pale skin radiates against the blank ink on his skin. Being topless is his badge of honor. Showing off an oak tree tattoo from his back that stemmed its withered branches to his arms across his entire upper body. Though it doesn’t drown the presence of his chiseled abs. While he wore the same jet black color of wide legged pants that reached the floor as his bare feet stuck out. All his nails are also painted in black.

His muscles bulging out of the grey short-sleeved shirt he wore. He sensed my presence as if by magic, his body stiffened and immediately turned, eyes jiggering around as if looking for someone. Finally, his gaze landed on me, his eyes widened a fraction. He looked as handsome as ever, his grey eyes matching perfectly with his grey shirt. This time his hair was cut a little lower than usual. Hm, who knew a taper fade would fit him so well. ''Sky?'' He crooked, his voice coming out only as a whisper. His voice. Its been a long time since I heard his voice. It sounded much more mature.

5 feet. Dressed entirely in black, his clothing seemed to blend seamlessly with the shadows of the surrounding woods, emphasizing the striking contrast of his electric blue hair that stood out like a beacon in the dim light. His eyes, devoid of any white, were as black as the darkest night, reflecting an intensity that seemed to penetrate to the very core of their beings.

He must really have a thing for black. Aiden, standing at an imposing 6’3”, is the embodiment of a rebellious bad boy. His silver platinum hair is styled in a messy, carefree manner, with strands falling over his forehead in a way that seems intentionally undone. His piercing gray eyes are filled with mischief and intrigue, framed by thick lashes that make his gaze impossible to look away from. His sharp jawline, slightly hollow cheeks, and perfectly arched brows give him an edgy and striking appearance. Aiden’s tattoos snake up his neck and arms. Aiden wore a black button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to reveal his tattoos, paired with slim-fit black trousers and leather boots. He w

Right in front of us, like he had stepped out of the shadows—literally. He was younger than I had expected. He didn’t look worn down like King Earthlian did, but not as young as King Sebristien did either. His raven black hair was cut short, the light shining off of it making it look both a tad blue and purple, like the light couldn’t help but flirt with it. It was mostly slicked back, looking like there were some waves in it, but a few strands had flopped forward, falling together over his forehead. His black blazer and pants looked like they had been made just for him. He was almost scraily handsome.

Mark who looks more gentleman with his cold face wear a black Levy Jeans , tuck in dark blue t shirt , black sunglasses and dark blue cap with his black boots . While Ben with his tall , charismatic and with his left leg at the tyres . He looks like a model with his dark blue jeans Levy , black t-shirt and black boots . While Gary wear his black Denim jeans , blue shirts with the folded sleeves and his dark blue sunglasses and his black boots .

Dimitri smiled, "I need to speak with my partner for a moment." I searched for Tanya but was unable to locate her. When I turned back, I saw Dimitri had disappeared. He needed me to keep Zeus busy throughout this entire party. It could be worse. He was incredibly handsome today. His black wavy hair fell loosely around his face, accentuating the white contrast of his eyes. His black deep-v long-sleeve shirt was tucked into his black loose-fitting trousers. I liked what I was seeing. His rock-hard abs were on display, along with his cocky grin.