A Beautiful Mess Books Novels & Stories

All because of one mistake I didn't even do. Now, all I have left is myself. I became a bitch, a slut as most call it. A whore who sells herself for drugs to keep me sane. The Mansion I once lived now turned into a sewage-like place. Nothing but scraps on the table, waking up every day and feeling the same. Asking myself over and over, "When did my life become such a mess?". The beauty men once adored is now slowly fading.

"Hello! So she is the treasure you were talking about?" "Tre... treasure?" Thea was covering herself with the big pillows of the sofa. Even if they were all women, it was so strange when they were coming inside while she was almost naked. He laughed at her, "yes... Madame Serena, I leave her in your hands." "Oh, my dear, don't you worry, I will create a masterpiece out of her, though," Madame Serena looked up and down at Thea, "well, she is already a treasure, my dear. It is no wonder why you have to keep her locked here."

I want to thank everyone who read Beauty and the Alpha and Beauty and Her Mate. Your support means the world to me and I can only hope that you enjoyed the stories and the characters. This is the beginning of the third and last book in the Beauty series. This is Kimmy's story, but all of our favorites will of course be there, as well as some new characters. Some loveable and others.. well... not so much. Once again, thank you for reading my books I appreciate you and if the stories don't completely suk and you want to show me some love, then I would be thrilled if you would drop me a comment or leave me a gem! Much love to all my loyal readers!

I’ll will come and check up on you later during lunch break. Laura jibed at the message on her phone and her face become cold. Ding! It was another message alert sound on her phone, but this time around, the text was from Frank. [Hello Beautiful, I hope you’re okay. I was just checking up on you, would you like to grab a bite during lunch time?] She took a quick glance at her phone and replied. [I am alright, thank you. No,I don’t mind.] Laura was so glad to see a text from Frank. Having lunch with him gave her a gateway pass not to see Jayden.

On my way out of his office, I saw her, the brown hair with pink highlights, the blue eyes hidden with big sunglasses, the skirt that's way too short, that she's trying to pull down and hide how short it is, or how it rides up her thighs when she walks. I nod, as she passes next to me, her perfume lingering behind, it was sweet, intoxicating, just like her. Hazel Romeo, Leo's younger sister, she walked into her brother's office, probably to tell him about her newest and latest adventure. She's in college now, Leo did everything in his hand to keep her away from our life, away from our world. She's innocent, and Leo would kill to keep her that way.

I wondered how the country itself would look like nevertheless it's people. "Ish, I really hope you aren't stomping on another book. Hey! Ish!" Eric raised his voice as I chuckled lightly at his reaction. I strolled over to my book shelf picking the best collections. I obviously won't travel with over a hundred novels. I really hoped Abigail got us a house big enough to receive my books. I had over two hundred books on various disorders. I won't pack all since I shouldn't waste time in revenging. "Guys! I'm home." David voice broke the extreme silence as I walked out with a bored expression.

Love, Jordan Cashmere. Your Beautiful Mishap.

THEMES: Dark and Intense, Incubus- X- Human, Demon- X- Human, Filthy tone, Accidental demon summoning, Memory reading, Blackmail pre plot, Risky fuck, Public setting, Fucking in a Library, Aftercare, Revenge, Spell Gone Wrong, Spell circle, Trapped in a Spell circle rune.

“Never judge a book by its cover. Having a coworker like her is seriously the biggest stain on my life.” I ignored everyone’s mocking comments and simply smiled as I escorted Elijah and his group out. After everything I went through in my previous life, words like these meant nothing to me anymore.

Too late Damon pov The room was in a mess “Mess” was an understatement to the amount of destruction that was before me. It was more like a hurricane had passed through here. The furniture was smashed into pieces, The shelves that contained large collections of healing manuals and tables were smashed beyond recognition, and the books lit on fire. I crept forward, every muscle tense, and ready to fight. The room was a little dark, but it was nothing my wolf vision couldn't handle.