Beautiful Big Novels & Stories

He glanced at me for a second and I nodded. Samuel grinned and I couldn't help but smile. He was so beautiful. # We were currently on the couch, with seafood of all sorts laid in front of us. There was shrimp pasta alfredo, lobster, corn on the cobs, crab legs, just everything that you could think of. And it all tasted great. We were watching a show called "Atypical" on Netflix, and the main character's name was Samuel as well. He was hilarious, and also autistic.

The first thing Marybeth noticed when they walked into the all-monochrome apartment was the Blue Mountains in the backdrop. The beach, just a throw's stone away from the penthouse, with its brilliant blue waters and white-capped waves rolling and crashing into one another on the shoreline, was a sight to behold. But the distant mountains looked so majestic, for a humbling moment, Marybeth felt infinitely small in the face of all that rugged beauty. They really did look blue from up here, and their name made sense. The rolling hills and valleys weren't blue, but the Wisteria trees surrounding them, now in full bloom, had earned them their name. "Will you be alright on your own?" asked Arno, s

“Only two more blocks.” “I know where Burger Queen is you goof.” Emma chuckled. They turned a corner and were in the Burger Queen parking lot. The parking spots nearest the dumpster housed two vehicles. The vehicle closest to the dumpster was a brand new, pearly white, full electric, full a.i. 2067 Mercedes G Wagon. Directly next to the G Wagon was a rusty red, dilapidated, slammed, 2022 Honda Civic.

The environment was cool and spacious and I fought the urge to open my mouth in awe. I had always thought that my Dad was wealthy until I met Dominic. and Nelly was a good replica of her cousin. if my Dad was rich, then Dominic was wealthy. filthy wealthy. since I met Dominic and Nelly, they haven't failed to awestruck me with their dazzling wealth and classic living. not that we were poor but this was overwhelming.

They sit high on her chest, stiff and too big for her frame. Again, nothing like Beatrice. Beatrice's are big too, but real and soft. They hang just slightly, heavy and warm in your hands. They move with her, with every shift of her body, every breathy moan she makes has them bouncing. I take another look at Donna's and feel... nothing.

“Yeah, exactly. I picked half moon bay for three reasons: 1) no winter, 2) it’s on the opposite side of the country from New York and 3) I can be close to a city and still have no neighbours.” They both nod and continue picking at the bottom of their bowls. Once we’ve all finished, we continue talking for a while and by the time I check my watch I realize it’s almost 5pm. “Shit, sorry guys I gotta go. My dogs are going to be expecting me to feed them soon.” Maddy perks up at this and says, “You have dogs?! What kind? I love dogs!” I grin and say, “yeah, I have two rottweilers. Bear and Kobe. They’re my giant babies.”

I said grabbing his on my arms. “Why? Mom would look ugly with the bloated belly,” he said. “What?” Belle said in disbelief. “Nothing. We were just chatting. Just the father and son’s talk,” I replied but I had already realized that she had already heard about it. “I am not beautiful,” she curled her hands in her waist, both of them. “I am sorry mom,” he apologized. “Seriously, you too think that I would be ugly with a bloated stomach?” her brows were knitted.

’ ‘In church, with a big dress, a vintage Rolls and a reception in a marquee in the garden with everyone we care about around us. ‘You mean a blessing?’ She couldn’t keep the smile from breaking out all over her face. ‘That is the most beautiful…’ For a moment she thought she was going to cry again, but this time from sheer happiness. Then, ‘But there’s just one condition.’ He waited. ‘If I’m going to wear the big occasion dress, I’d like to wait until it’s only the dress that’s big… The Saturday after the baptism of Stephanie Joy Dan, her mother and

Kye started, and I just listened because I’d rather enjoy my lunch than talk nonsense. “Me? No. No fucking way.” Sax was quick to defend himself. “We’re not talking about you, dickhead,” Striker said, tipping his head at me. “Holy shit! TBB, isn’t it?” “TBB?” I asked Sax. “The Beautiful Billionaire?” “Why do you all keep saying that?” “Isn’t she?” His smile widened meaningfully. “I did not see this coming.” Striker just dialed someone on his phone. “Pa?”

Sharon’s red swollen face told her she needed to keep her thoughts to herself for now. “HEY! UNIQUE’S SIGNAL JUST DROPPED THAT MEANS HE HAS ENTERED HIS TERRITORY!” Martrice, yelled as soon as his alerts went off. “Alright everybody, it's show time, call in the rest of the cousins.” Big C said to Reece. “So it's more people than this?” Syncere asked looking at all the people crowding in the apartment. Big C smiled nodding his head. “Yea a lot more, my granny had ten children and that's our momma's mom. Our daddy's dad had sixteen children, and they all had children. So yea there is a lot more, it only takes one call, this dude will realize he picked the wrong girl to fuck with.” Big C said as