Bea La Fea Novels & Stories

We all turn to Lia, only to see her leaning on the table as she stares at it blankly with a focused look on her face. “Lia?” I try to get her attention, but she stays unresponsive. “She really looks like you, Angel. You get the exact same look on your face when you think about something.” I hear Leo chuckle quietly. “Something’s not right. – Lia says after a while, frowning deeply as she looks at Beast – What do I call you?” “You can call me Thea.” Beast smirks. “I can see you’re not afraid of me.” “Thea, you said they had tattoos. You wouldn’t happen to have pictures of them, would you?” My brows furrow in confusion. What is she getting at?

Abby was curious about the two. "Well, it's a long story sis. But I can say that Bea is my bestfriend from now on." Perla replied with a smile as she looked at the girl. Aldrin, Ara and Leo were also surprised when they saw it in front of them. They even looked at it from head to toe and back. It's almost a far cry from the Perla who only sells vegetables in the market compared to the Perla in front of them now who almost surpasses a beauty queen with her very elegant look and her attractive body shape. "So, you just fooled us all? Your real name isn't really Perla?" Leo asked him when he sat next to Stephen. Bea just followed her gaze and sat down in her seat again.

AJ laid back down and extended his hand. “What?” Ed shook his hand but frowned. “You came to save me and Mommy. You’re really like Beast. He came to help Belle. Mommy isn’t Belle, but she’s also beautiful. So it still fits.” AJ shook Ed's hand with earnest gratitude. “I’ll always come. Whenever YOU need help, I’ll come.” Ed stroked AJ’s head, who, of course, looked delighted. He had his own personal 'Beast', who was there for him. Naturally, he welcomed it warmly.

said Bea, one of the company trainee. I smiled at her. "Okay." I just followed her as she started walking towards the company elevator. I will be meeting Miss Felestine that's why I kind of feeling nervous. I feel so comfortable with her before, but when I finally found out that she's the CEO of Felestine company, I suddenly felt the gap between us and I felt so embarrassed. Bea stopped in front of a huge oak there where 'THE CEO' were engraved. "We are already here, Miss Sophie." she said to me.

He looked like power in motion on his perfectly tailored midnight suit, gold watch catching the light, that effortless smile that made people lean in without even realizing it. Beside him was that strikingly beautiful lady, Bella. “Bryan,” he greeted warmly, shaking my hand with that easy confidence of his. “I want you to meet someone. This is Bella Calamida, CEO of Big Bella. Her fashion line is about to take the West Coast by storm.” She extended her hand, and for a moment, the noise of the gala seemed to fade. Her grip was firm, her nails a perfect shade of crimson, her perfume a mix of vanilla and danger.

He could still see her back away from him. Fely followed Jayden's gaze and she also recognized Lea's back, walking with Nina. Fely was furious. Lea can't meet Jayden, because if that happens, Fely's chances of winning the handsome CEO's heart will be even narrower. "Introducing my name is Fely Natasya Braiven, Mr. Jayden," said Fely, getting closer to Jayden. She tiptoed and whispered to Jayden. "I am the daughter of Dalton Braiven."

Esrath: “You will pay for what you did to me, I don’t care how many times I have to kill you, I will do it so you know how I felt in that room you locked me in as a kid!” My mother was shocked at what I said and my father swallowed heavy as he backed away from the entrance of the room, José follows behind me as I walk out into the waiting room which alarms the nurses to try to stop me from leaving but I ignore them as I push past them; I put my shades on and light a cigarette taking a deep drag of it and letting it sit in my lungs for a bit as I sigh releasing the smoke out of my mouth. “So why are they still living? And how can we put a stop to them living as long as they have?" José sighs

I asked. "Wow that hurts." she pouted seductively, but it had no effect on me whatsoever and she noticed it, "I'm Bree, remember it this time." She said and got up, her breasts jiggled a bit as she walked to me. She snaked her arms around my waist, and stood on her toes to kiss me but like I said before, I wasn't in the mood anymore. I gently pulled her hand off me and went to pick her clothes from the floor, "Here." I said, pushing them towards her.

“Of course, go… go.” “Lyssa, what the hell kind of hairspray did you use on my hair?” Becca reached to scratch behind her ear. “It itches.” “I just need five minutes in the mirror—” Lyssa stopped, finger pointed. “Becca Louise Duran! I worked too hard to get a natural look that can resist the gale force winds off this damn beach, so you will sit on your hands if you get the urge to touch. At least until after pictures.” Terez laughed at the young woman as she carefully fitted the veil amid the sophisticated curls framing Becca’s face and neck, letting the sheer fabric fall in floaty layers to the bride’s shoulders.

Their strong faces were blank, stone-cold. "Who are you people?!" I half yelled, but my words fell on deaf ears. The sound of footsteps filled the air, and wine-colored platform heels came into view as she walked into the room. It was—it was Deangelo's stepmother. I had only seen her once, but the memory was clear. Her face was too perfect, too smooth, and her smile didn't reach her eyes. "Ah, you are finally awake," she remarked, her voice was as silky as velvet. "I was beginning to think I had abducted a corpse."