American Beauty Book Novels & Stories

His not so beautiful wife book 2 ' his scarred beauty' *Stand Alone ...................................................... "We take everything for granted in our life. But then one day it all gets turns into a dream. A dream that we see in night but never achieve in day. A dream we spend our entire life chasing astray" .................................................. The above lines are deep,not that I understood them the first time I read them but now , When I have seen the story behind these lines with my own eyes I can say I finally did understood them.

Her hands clutched the cross again and her eyes were huge when they met his. She looked terrified yet defiant. And so achingly beautiful it made his chest hurt. "You're not human," Emmeline’s voice trembled. "You're a demon. A walker of iniquity. An abomination that crawls from the pit to tempt the faithful." Her words stabbed Zavian’s heart so painfully. Emmeline pressed the cross harder to her chest, her entire body shaking. "I see it now. The darkness in your eyes. The unnatural beauty meant to ensnare. The power that reeks of damnation."

For her beauty was the main deal - not education. "It's alright if you don't know about this book. I'll explain," Liam said and he held up the book cover for her to see. “This is what I’m reading—Angels and Demons by Dan Brown. It’s about the conflict between science and religion.” Isla nodded, but her mind was elsewhere. She found herself captivated by Liam’s sensual lips as he spoke, the way they moved with each word, and the intensity of his gaze. His handsome face was mesmerizing, and she couldn’t help but admire him as he explained the book’s themes.

Dion came down first with his perfect and elegant demeanor, the flashes of the cameras were already shooting at him and waiting for the beautiful lady that always followed him. However, something was different this time, he had spent more time in the car and he seemed a bit unkempt. One side of his hair was not arranged properly and from the corner of his face, there was a slight stain... a red stain... "Do you see that?" "What?!" "That is... is it lipstick?!"

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

With one glance around, she slips into the recliner and downloads the next book in the series. The large mahogany grandfather clock in the hall chimes its tune. It's only chimed three times since she started reading. The tune echoes up through the house and reverberates through her ears. Staring at the words The End on the Kindle in her lap, she blinks in disbelief. She has finished the remaining three books in the series, in record time according to the percentage statistics on the Kindle. Her eyes flew across the pages at record speed and yet, she can still recall every line with insane precision, every plot twist connects. It seems that all her cognitive processing is moving at an incredi

he asked, pointing at me. "Your new doll," she shrugged. "No," Alexander corrected, slow and sharp. "This is Hazel Romano. The name alone made her take a step back. "Let me fix that," she said with a grin and dashed toward the changing room. In seconds, she stripped the clothes off the hangers; everything she had picked had a scandalous cut, daring openings, too short, too sexy. They screamed hore, not 'boss's little sister.' "I think you scared her," I say with a smile, I loved that, should've thrown my name as soon as we got here.

Past servants who bowed and wolves who nodded and everyone who saw me as the Luna, the victor, the woman who had everything. I walked until I reached my chambers. My beautiful chambers, with their silk and gold and the lingering scent of roses. And then I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. Perfect hair. Perfect face. Perfect gown, ruined now, dirtied by that cell, but still beautiful. And eyes that held something they had never held before.

This is a new story. what do you think about Brandon and Lauren relationship? Are you expecting more of them? "Hi, may I help you find something?" I ask as I approach a strikingly beautiful woman looking around the bookstore. "Yes," she smiles at me. "I'm looking for books on orgasms." She says it so matter-of-factly that it catches me off guard. Or maybe it's her exquisite eyes, deep brown with an almost oriental look, coupled with her mahogany complexion that makes me catch my breath.

Introduction: Black housewife finds young white stud at bookstore. Read and enjoy.... ********** "Hi, may I help you find something?" I ask as I approach a strikingly beautiful woman looking around the bookstore. "Yes," she smiles at me. "I'm looking for books on orgasms." She says it so matter-of-factly that it catches me off guard. Or maybe it's her exquisite eyes, deep brown with an almost oriental look, coupled with her mahogany complexion that makes me catch my breath.