Pitch Black Skin Novels & Stories

Their skin had taken on a deep, unnatural darkness, as if the very blood in their bodies had turned black. The features that had once been red; lips, scars, even the smallest markings, had all darkened. It wasn’t just their faces either. Their hands, their feet, even their most private parts had lost all color, swallowed by this strange black hue. Some of the bodies were even worse off. I noticed worms crawling out from their ears, wriggling as they feasted on what was left of the flesh. The sight sent a chill down my spine, but I didn’t let it distract me. I kept making notes, writing down every observation, no matter how small.

“Come forward.” I flinched at the sound of a second pair of footsteps, the soft clink of metal brushing against stone. I hadn’t even realized someone else had been in the room. A woman stepped out from the shadows near the window, her movements calm, almost too calm. She was tall, with deep brown skin that shimmered faintly under the light seeping in from the hallway. Her hair fell in silky waves of dark purple down her back, a shade so unnatural it almost glowed, and her eyes… her eyes were pitch black, reflecting nothing.

[6:31am - A tall, roughly 5'11" bronze-skinned young man appearing to be roughly 19 years of age. With brown/black hair the color of pepper and sand. The Iris' of his eyes glowing an iridescent pink and pupils of a purple hue; climbs out of a window as quietly as possible as if he is sneaking away.

He chuckled. “No, I've only been with one man, and he..." She paused. "No one is really interested in someone who looks like me.” “How can you talk like that?" “It's easy,” she smirked. “You probably don't know this but dark skin people in the world's population are dejected and it doesn’t matter your nationality." “Are you for real? That can't be true.” Devon said with disbelief on his face. “Do you feel people don't think dark skin is beautiful?"

But the photo had been taken for a giggle, at a party, what she'd think of the real Pip was debatable. He was a young man of medium height — a dark young man. He had dark hair, dark eyes, and dark skin. His slightly swarthy skin was a legacy from his beautiful Lebanese grandmother, and a casual summer work as a gardener meant he was the same toasted brown all over. Even the naughtier bits had been evened out in seclusion, but for this job he wished his physique was more developed and chunkier. Still, Ms Scott must ve liked what she’d seen; and as he adjusted his behind on the bar-stool, and felt his orange alert turning into red, Pip wondered if she fancied his cock. It was a good long size,

Thea said. Acting on instinct, Thea took off her top, leaving her in a sports bra. Lilith looked unimpressed until she noticed the glint off one of Thea’s marks. She raked her disheveled hair out of her face and squinted her all-black eyes to see Thea’s shoulders and neck. Lilith closed the distance between them. “Stay calm,” Thea reminded everyone over Valkyrie link. Up close, Thea could see Lilith’s creepy face as she studied her marks. The color of her skin was nauseating. Like it had gone bad. It wasn’t just gray. The colors blue and black ebbed and flowed underneath the gray surface like bruises that couldn’t heal.

Fighting. His skin has a grayish tint. His eyes are completely black. No whites. No iris. Just darkness. And his movements. They're jerky. Unnatural. Like a puppet being pulled by invisible strings. "No," I breathe. "What did she do to him?

I thought mine was the darkest shade an orb could ever have, but turns out, someone would have darker ones and even more glorious! I have never adored my black eyes due to its mediocrity, but now that I’m seeing his, it was like getting lost in the ocean or a forest at night and you’re instantly going to know the way just by looking at that midnight sky he’s carrying in those eyes of his. He also has the palest skin tone I have ever encountered in my entire life that was in a living being. My mouth was probably left agape as I stared at his face.

His magnificent eye twitched the slightest in response to her confession, so she tried to really see his other details for the first time since she had met him. He had dark hair, almost as dark as hers in her human form, his bigger than normal eyes under thick dark eyebrows gave him the attributes of a monster, the color inside them, that of which she had already memorized, was the darkest of everything that was colored blue, nothing less than the color of the midnight-sky she had already described them by. His nose had a bone that stood in the middle, she was mad with the desire to kiss it endlessly, his upper lip took shelter under a dark mustache that was connected to a thick short beard,

Something was amiss. They ran into a girl with hair as black as the midnight sky and eyes as blue as the Aegean Sea but her skin was a dark caramel color almost a copper color that made Jake think she was either black or native American. She had a great set of double DD boobs and a butt that said, “I work out”.