A Beautiful Love Novels & Stories

"You sound almost–" "Haughty, ungrateful, depreciative?" she cuts me off, unnerved, even though I was going to say exactly that. "One looks at a painting or a sunset or a cake and calls it beautiful. A human comes into sight, pleasing one's eye, and he or she is called beautiful too." "Your point?" "Our definition of beautiful is superficial and skin deep," she looks at her hand in the water. A tiny orange fish passes through the space between her slender fingers. A smile blesses Celeste's lips and my eyes. "It's more about what lies beneath the surface."

She tilted her head, a soft look on her face. "When someone you love is dying, it is their dying not yours. You're still here and alive, it's your job to keep their memory alive because nobody wants to be forgotten. Being forgotten may be worse than dying." Tiffany's eyes narrowed in thought, "It's their dying, not yours." She repeated my words. "Morning will come, it has no choice. I read that somewhere. You have to find the beauty of it because your brother and Zac wouldn't want us to stop or give up. Just because we move on with life doesn't mean they don't live in our hearts, it just means that something happened and we continue living because that's how life works."

It made my heart beat faster. "I would love to go on a date with you." "Really." "Yeah. I would love to." "Great." "So when should we go." "I was thinking around seven. There's a beautiful spot I want to take you and it looks better at night. In my opinion." "Then I'll see you at seven." "Great." "Oh. And Alex." "Yeah?" "Here." I grab his phone to type in my phone number. "Now we have a way to communicate." "Thanks."

***** “Love is a beautiful feeling but yet a strange thing. It makes you scared one moment and the other moment strengthen your hearts and soul” *****

She couldn't stop crying,as that was the only thing she could do at that moment. She had always imagined losing her innocence on her wedding night to the man she loves. But she just lost it to a total stranger,and not just any stranger,a psychopathic one. The most painful part was the dishonoring and shameful way she lost it. Seconds turned into slow long agonizing minutes,but the Don wasn't done yet. Amaya's tears seemed to turn him on the more,and fuel his hunger. He groaned in her ears and that seemed to irritate her. She had stopped crying,as the tears had refused to come anymore.

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it

Well, erased the word feeling because I am beautiful for real, it's not just a feeling duh! "Oh, sorry for being beautiful. I'm so beautiful that's why my husband loves me even more." There is a trace of annoyance on her face. "Beautiful? Which side?!" "Whether I turn my back, take a side view, look forward or bend over, I'm still beautiful. if only I could give this beauty, expect that I won't give it to you because even if I give some to you, you're still ugly..." "...like your attitude," I added.

(ONE MONTH LATER) ....She makes me wanna get off the road Wish I could turn it off, let it go But she's too fucking beautiful. - "Beautiful" by Michele Morrone ***** In the heart of the woods, far from civilization, a grand, ominous mansion stood tall. The silence was broken only by the occasional cries of agony and despair echoing from deep within. Inside the lavish lounge, a man sat on an opulent chair, sipping wine while gazing at a photograph in his hand. His lips curled into a smile as he studied the image—a woman with flowing brunette hair, her nose scrunched as she held a playful puppy.

You can't stop me. Sapphire : ok, ok now go and take a shower… With that, she handed her a cup of coffee. Emily took a sip and moan at the taste. She sighs and passed a beautiful smile towards sapphire, who smiled in return. Emily : that's why I love you so much… You are so perfect, perfect in everything. This coffee is beyond perfect. Thank you so much. Sapphire : I love you too now get ready fast… Thereafter, she stood in front of their room to wake this monster husband of hers. She took a deep breath and entered their room with his Black coffee.

"And you don't know if it's going to be painful or beautiful. I'm not taking the risk of getting hurt." "Why does it have to be one or the other? Love can both be beautiful and painful. And it doesn't take away the fact that it's something worth risking for. You should try to put down your defenses and loosen up more. Who knows? You might get the most beautiful love out of your entire life.” Kian chuckled and looked down on his life. After a while, he looked up and saw Aria smiling beautifully at him. “Yeah,” he smiled. “Who knows?”