Novel & Cerita American Beauty Book

Couldn't stop it. God, he was tall and massive with all the defined muscle hiding under his perfect Armani suit --so dominating, so powerful-- he walked with a lethal grace. Like a wolf hunting. She couldn't help but shiver. In a good way this time. For the first time in her life, she was attracted to a man. A beautiful man. Major panic setting in, she tried to find the closest escape route.

“You look so beautiful, my darling.” He looked down at her with so much love. Her long, black hair was spread out across the white sheets, a beautiful contrast that took his breath away. It was like a piece of art, something precious and rare. He felt as though she was a creature from a story, a siren with the power to draw him in, but instead of pulling him into a dark ocean, she was pulling him into the deepest, most wonderful parts of love. She was his entire world now.

At the other end, a deep male voice asked in a hoarse voice. "Reading in bed." Amelie lowered her head to look at the book in her hand, and casually said. "What kind of books?" The man asked curiously. Amelie flipped to the page of the book, and she read, "Pregnant woman." When Amelie finished reading, she felt regret. Why did she have to tell him to read this kind of book? Sure enough, the man on the other side smiled and asked with great interest, "Oh! Why read such books? Are you ready to ask me for a baby?”

The next day, after she finished the hike with the guy, she came straight to me to brag. "He looks super rich. Head to toe in designer brands, and he was really polite and such a gentleman." I widened my eyes, pretending to be surprised. "No way, could he be some rich heir? However, guys like that are usually surrounded by beautiful women. Why would he pay someone to go hiking with him?" Janet rolled her eyes at me. "Obviously, it's because I'm pretty. He said he saw my photos online and was instantly attracted. He didn't even hesitate before booking me."

She lay there so still, so heartbreakingly peaceful, it almost made me believe in the idea of redemption. Almost. That skin, flawless, smooth like porcelain, seemed to belong to a world untouched by scars or sorrow. It had the kind of quiet beauty that made you pause, made you afraid to reach out and leave a fingerprint, a blemish. And her lips... God, those lips. Crimson and full, like they had been crafted by desire itself. They held secrets, temptations, maybe even regrets, stories I wasn't sure I was brave enough to ask for. How many men had kissed those lips in America? How many had laid claim to this wild, radiant woman who now slept inches from me?

She’s my Beauty, and I’m her billionaire. . C.M. LOUDEN

The stairs are to her right and she climbs them, leading to a small walkway that circles the room. Dragging her hand beside, she brushes the tips of her fingers against the paper-covered books. Each book on the shelf is wrapped in a thin, tan type of paper with the title and author written on the side. Bella reads the binding covers until she finds a book that stops her in her tracks. The book that just so happened to have been her mother's favorite book in the whole wide world. The Old Man And The Sea by Ernest Hemingway. Bella lifts the book, flipping open the cover. She flips to the first page and reads the first paragraph. The second paragraph had always been her favorite part of the boo

Books filled the room, stretching from the floor to the ceiling, so my mate is a bookworm, I can live with that. Moving through the aisles, following the scent. I finally catch a glimpse of her, she is sitting at the very back at a small study table, fiddling with the headphones on her head. Her black hair was tied up on the top of her head with some tendrils of hair trying to escape, a deep green turtleneck covered her skin and she had pulled the sleeves down so they were stretched over her hands. A glimpse of her cheek showed her skin to have an off white colour, she looked ill.

I may not be very happy, but I will try my best not to show it. I can't wait to get drunk and forget about everything. Jessica and I arrived at the party on time, and guess what? The first person I saw as I entered the hall was Bryan. For some strange reason, my heart started to flutter. I had no idea who he was talking to on the phone, but he seemed serious. Just like the true businessman he is... Indeed, he is handsome and charming. It has been a long time since I saw him in person, but I see his pictures all over magazines. He is the kind of man any woman would fall for at first sight.

"What? I only researched about our sponsor, her work and no, my husband is and will be the love of my life for thy shalt long live. Her brother popped in the article I was reading that's all" Ruby defended herself. "What sort of articles were you reading if you didn't see her other brother?" "What other brother?" "I thought you weren't interested" "Am not,"she said boldly looking outside the window again. After that, Carmen hadn't disturbed her again with the whole 'Kimberly Cervantes' issue. Hours of sleeping, tolerating Finn's comments about how America was an unfair and racist nation, hours of listening to Carmen of how she would find an American boyfriend, had paid off when they arrived