Zoey Johnson Blackish の小説・ストーリー

The timid Xavia grabbed Zivon directly as she jumped on him. She was walking behind him just now, so as soon as she jumped, she jumped onto his back directly, like a koala bear who was lying on his back. Zivon was speechless. How old was she? She was still so childish? The light in his hand moved and shone brightly on the moving object. “Woof!” A dog barked. “It’s Blackie.” “…” Xavia opened her eyes and looked at the big and black Blackie who was sitting on the ground. Her cheeks flushed red in embarrassment. She was extremely embarrassed!

Raven black hair tumbled over tan shoulders, stopping only when it reached his torso. He had eyes of truest amber and they were so cold, Zoey shivered. Her eyes trailed along the elegant lines of his face and she found that she couldn’t draw her gaze away from him.

Chibuzor Victor Obih was born in the southern part of Nigeria. Delta State to be precise. His writing includes essays, poetry and short stories. He likes to play soccer, read, study and above all, write. He is currently a fourth year student of a renowned public university in Nigeria. The University of Port-Harcourt is where he is pursuing a bachelor's degree in Mechanical Engineering. Shading Black is his first book and his first attempt to explore the beautiful world of a novelist. To stay connected with him and his works, you can follow him on Instagram using the account name: Chibuzor Victor Obih or follow him on Facebook using the account name: Author Chibuzor Victor Obih.

A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

/ It would appear Livi is delving into paranoia too. I hadn’t looked at the black journal again since that first day. Instead I reread the childish dares. I could easily imagine the dark eyes and olive skin of Zeke as a cheeky young boy. I bet when his cheekbones and jaw sharpened into the hard, chiselled man he is today girls couldn't help taking notice.

But now, standing before the sea of flashing lights, I wanted to vanish. The doors opened again, and the noise immediately ceased. The room went eerily silent. “What's going on?” Vance asked amidst his groaning on the ground, still clutching his family jewels. Who had just entered? The reporters parted and he walked through like a devastating black Knight. Zachary Blackwood. Tall. Imposing. Raven black suit, his coat cutting the wind like a blade. His presence had sliced through the noise. It felt like I was imagining it, but I was staring into the face of Zachary.

How could she say she couldn't find anything nice? If this weren't nice, Zoe wondered what else was nice to her. ”Bella you look amazing, you seriously need to chill out.” Zoe said. She looked relaxed as a smile plastered her pretty face after Zoe assured her. ”So, where is Alex anyway?" Zoe asked Bella. ”Right here." His voice answered from behind them, they all turned to notice Alex in an all-black throughout. Zoe would be lying to say he didn't look good in black. It made his brown hair stand out in the sexiest way, she tried not to stare but damn black was totally his color.