Novel & Cerita Pitch Black Skin

It's in the way I run my fingers on her skin, feeling her silky smoothness, tracing every scar, bump, birthmarks, dips, and crevices of skin against skin tongues swirling as we scour our depths. One thing that struck me was her skin. Her hair was the darkest shade of black but somehow, she had gotten a tan skin which was quite unusual. Most women with jet black hair were mostly pale but her skin, like burnished gold under the candle lights as we tangled legs under the sheets.

’ Julie thumbs in the direction of the staff that has been peering at us suspiciously. I mentally chuckle at their flushed crimson faces. These people are too pale for my liking. It’s hilarious how quickly their skin picks up shade irrespective of the emotions. I think it’s a con to have a washy complexion. It’s too much to handle. I prefer my ivory skin tone over the flawless skin tone of she-wolves. It’s not a chaos to maintain. You are almost transparent and easily readable. Once they blush, every single creature in the room would get the hinge.

This human skin was really nice, he couldn't get it, but touching it was good too, so young. The old man's greedy look was more terrifying than ever. His fingernails that he reached out were no longer like a normal human's. They were all pitch black, just like the ones that sometimes grow overnight on old people after they die, really creepy. Barney was already stunned, and he regretted stopping Amelia. But it was all too late. Sir Campbell lifted his lips and showed a satisfied smile. But in the next second, he just froze right there! Even the hand I reached out was twitching.

Our skins were the exact colour but judging from her body curves, she had a perfect shape. "Oh! Aria, your skin!" She pointed a shaky finger towards me. I raised my eyebrows at her in a puzzled expression. Skin? What was wrong with my skin? I bent my head down, my eyes on myself. I found myself gasping in shock too. I moved away, as though I could escape from my skin, almost knocking out the pail of water in the bucket behind me. Dark spots were all over my skin. Every part of my body had a dark spot. They were scattered everywhere. Some spots were brown and others were black.

Physically she’s here, but mentally, who knows where she is? “I thought she’d last longer. The crazy ones aren’t usually so easy to crack,” comes a voice to my left. I look over as a familiar ebony face walks over to me, sipping what smells like whiskey. With the dim lighting in this room, it takes me a second to realise he’s taken his headpiece off, that’s how dark his skin is. Skin darker than night and looking softer than satin. His natural black hair dyed silver and braided. The moment he smiles, his teeth almost light up the room.

Sane pursed his lips as he took a good look at her. Even when the lighting in the area wasn’t really that good, he could still see how pale she was. She was so pale that her skin seemed to be like paper, so white, so brittle. In contrast to her complexion, her irises, on the other hand, were black and deep. It was almost as dark as the night itself. Her nose wasn’t that long. It was a little narrower. Her lips, on the other hand, were full, and just like her complexion, they were a little pale as well.

Chris shot back without taking his eyes off me. I finally looked up at him and was met with the cold icy blue eyes I see everytime I look in a mirror. Most times I like to imagine I'm not part of this cruel family or pack but unfortunately I look just like my family. I have ivory skin just like my mother, dark almost jet black hair like my father and every single one of us have bright blue eyes. I looked back down since looking at him too long would probably result in a beating since he would see it as a challenge. I may be part wolf but without my wolf counterpart inside me like everyone else I don't heal as fast, not quite as strong or fast..

The hell is his problem? He looks at the guy next to him and grunts like they were having a private conversation. My eyes flick to the last individual who seem to be continually emitting black smoke from his body. He's nearly as tall as the giant and his skin resembled coal. His eyes a dark bottomless pit of anger & malice and his short hair the color of thick sticky tar.

Unbeknownst to him I had finally managed to see his lower face, his deathly pale skin and black lips. ____________ Vote and Comment my Loves ♥️

He approaches a black panel of buttons and begins to type like a mad man. I can't help but watch his dark green body anxiously as he does. He looks like something out of my nightmares. His alligator-like skin covers his entire body, unlike the Gaimo soldiers who only have it in vulnerable places. His skin also seems impenetrable. I would bet it is three inches thick.