Novel & Cerita Tall Dark And Handsome

He suddenly dropped me to the floor, bent down and whispered. "DARK DESIRES...." "Wh.... what are you...",I stuttered trying to understand what he was saying. But then I felt a heavy metal on my head. I felt everything blacking out.

Lucinda Ava's P O V Perfect! Just perfect! Everything about him is perfect! No one can own the word 'perfect' other than William Black I know people might say 'No one is perfect but, to me, he is perfect'. William Black is kind, and handsome with a face that even celebrities get jealous of. He is rich and the top businessman in the entire country, and he earned it on his own. He started his business from scratch and got there with his own hard work.

A voice rings out behind me as soon as I get the door unlocked. “Excuse me?” I whirl around, eyes narrowing at the man in the alley. He’s tall, with long dark hair swept back and secured in a low ponytail. He looks like he’d fit right in with the hipsters at this bar, but he’s had that hairstyle for centuries. For he’s not a man at all, but a vampire. Magic burns at my fingertips, and I suck in a breath, tying to hold it back. The vampire advances, moving fast and trying to startle me. I cock an eyebrow, unamused, and it pisses him off even more. He flashes his fangs, yet still doesn’t get a reaction out of me. I hold steady, curling my fingers into my fist.

Something about the blackness of his hair made him look so sinister, like some night predator. His face however was that of a stranger you could trust for your safety – just not the safety of your heart. Well chiseled, with an aristocratic jawline, nose, and a lip that managed to be generous, and yet not too full. He was more handsome than all the celebrity actors I had ever had a crush on – back before the time I was raped, when I could still afford to have crushes. His white shirt of obvious expensive quality was worn so carelessly, with almost half the buttons open, that he should probably not have bothered to wear a shirt at all.

“Fine! Mother. You know it is her that will be happy only. You don’t have to sacrifice yourself!” Beatrice went out of the cubicle and examined her face in the mirror. She had bruises on her cheeks and a bandage on her forehead. Even her lips were bruised. Though, she was confident that whoever that man will still want her. Beatrice has gray eyes that she takes from her mother. Her hair was a long and natural blonde. She also has freckles on her cheeks and on her nose bridge. Her skin was fair and had a slim body. She does have suitors but she never entertains anyone because of her stepmother. Plus, she was more focused on building her career than having a boyfriend.

It hurts but I don’t say anything. I look downwards towards my hands. I cannot bear to look in his dark soulless eyes anymore. He takes my hand in his softly and looks at the crescents that were by my nails on my palm. They are red and look ugly. It seems like blood will ooze out of them soon. He kisses the inside of my palm lightly. His soft kiss scares me even more.

I answer honestly and shut my eyes, too afraid to see his dreadfully handsome face become red with anger and hate. He sucks in a loud, irritated breath and brings his face down to mine and I open my eyes the slightest bit. Even in moments like these, I can't help but admire how devilishly handsome he is; his jet-black hair messily out of place. His skin so smooth, yet rugged from the little amounts of stubble over his face. And his eyes so dark and dangerous I'm scared if I stare too long into them, I'll never be able to look away. "You'd better fucking tell me why you're out here or I won't hesitate to throw you into that cell," he snarls with his grip, like a snake bite over my arms.

, she said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".