A Beautiful Mind Novels & Stories

Silas I sit behind my computer with next month's financial projections for Apex sprawled out across the screen. Line after line of numbers I usually dissect with precision. But today, they blur together, smearing into meaningless rows of black and white. I can't stop thinking about Beatrice. I lean back in my chair, undo the top button of my dress shirt, and drag a hand down my face. Her image floats behind my eyes. Long dark chocolate hair, wide brown eyes framed with lashes too damn perfect for her own good, and those fucking freckles dusting her nose. She's on my mind all day. Every damn day. At night, it's worse.

“Hello, sweetheart. Aunt Willa can’t wait to hold you.” “I think this kid is thrilled to see you.” I chuckled. “I’m so excited. How’s the room decoration going on?” “Still working on it.” I noticed a new painting. A mysterious woman on a beautiful landscape in the sunset. “That’s beautiful.” “Really?” She blinked. I saw the gaiety in her eyes. “Yeah. It’s the quietness, the contentment, and the beauty that is represented in the landscape and the sunset, of course. The woman is happy in her life.”

(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.

I planted a thought in my mind: "There's no point in calling the police. Since she's pregnant, they can only arrest her, not detain her. It's better to send her to a psychiatric hospital." Mom immediately changed her plans after hearing my thoughts. "Call a psychiatric hospital! This woman has gone mad!" Yvette kept shouting, "Why couldn't you just stay in the countryside? Why did you go to donate your blood? Couldn't you have laid low? Why did you have to be discovered? How is it fair that you get everything without lifting a finger?

I whispered to myself staring at her thin, lean but clean and beautiful hand, threading her fingers with mine and imprinting every little detail of it to memory. “I don’t know how to deal with them. I don’t know how to take care of them. They are so broken that I can’t even recognize them. Heck, I am barely hanging on myself.” I shook my head and stared at her face. She just laid there with her eyes closed, face so beautiful like she had just dropped straight from the skies.

Then he turned to look at the woman sitting opposite him who was engrossed in her world treating him like he was not present. .He bet that she didn't recognize him at all. Being the CEO of Brown co-op,he was on business news and sometimes entertainment news. Everywhere he passed, people would recognize him at first glance but it seemed this woman here didn't. Her face was pure and very beautiful. She looked like a lotus growing in the pond, despite the mud,it came out very pure. He found himself dazed Just looking at her as she concentrated on her work. For some strange reasons,he felt pulled to her. David had to admit that her beauty was unparalleled. She could outsmart even the top model i

“How many days have I been in the tank?” The doctor was thinking, counting in his mind. “Three.” Praxis was caught up in deep thought. He felt lightheaded again because of the new medicine. His world started to spin like he was in a carousel at all speed. He thought of Tony, his father. Tony’s face entered his mind, his mother, his sister. All of them, together. And there was a white light flashed before his eyes and everything turned into black.

'She wants to leave. The words of her telling she will leave after that one time echoed in his heart. He gripped his hand. Veins showed and his nails pierced his skin. However, he didn't feel pain as he had numbed it with the one in his heart. 'I am so stupid.' There wasn't anyone in the world who can provoke him that hard, other than her. She was the only one with the handles of his heart and the reign over his sanity. Even now, she was still in his thoughts, however, she was like a star in the sky, so beautiful, so shiny, but at the same time, so far away.

She could feel a hot liquid from her nose. The person who owns the mind is in a room. This room was a bit strange because there were so many colored curtains. She saw Tristan and Brent there with their mother. 'You're a rookie, Miss, but I won't let you disturb my mind. ' Tristan, Brent, and even their mother were shocked as the opposite woman suddenly cried with pain. Then she fainted. *****

He pulled another file from the stack and placed it in front of me. “Summer Abrams.” I opened it. The first thing I noticed was her picture. She was beautiful. Not in a soft, approachable way. In a way that made people look twice. Long dark hair framed a sharp face. Her brown eyes were intense, and the confidence in her expression made it obvious she knew exactly who she was. There was something dangerous about her beauty. Like she could smile at someone while already figuring out their weaknesses.