Beautiful Day A Novel Novels & Stories

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Book Two: The Green Dawn Chapter 220: The Garden No One Saw Morning arrived quietly. The emerald sky glowed with the gentle warmth of a new day. Dew rested upon every blade of grass. The white blossoms that had spread across the valleys opened to greet the light. No trumpets sounded. No celebrations were held. Most people never noticed that the world felt just a little kinder than it had the day before. And yet...

Her resentment was like a sharp knife that wanted nothing more but to charge out of the storm and pierce through Cordelia’s chest. “Fine!” She gritted her teeth. “The b*tch wants to play? I’ll make sure she wins the stupid prize!” … The constant rain went on for nearly a week before the sun finally came back out. The weather was wonderful today. There was the fresh fragrance of soil on a sunny day just after the rain, and the sky was a brilliant blue with cotton candy clouds adorning it. Flowers could be seen everywhere on the streets, blooming and swaying in the breeze.

ELLA’S POV The day was too beautiful to be real. That’s how I knew it was dangerous. The sky was a pale, deceitful blue, the kind that begged you to look up and forget everything that ever hurt you. The air was honey-sweet with the smell of white roses and sun-warmed citrus leaves. A thin mist drifted over the lawns of Moonlit Pack’s estate, glittering like powdered glass. It shouldn’t have felt like a prison. But beauty, I was learning, was just another weapon here.

She was beautiful. She was so beautiful beneath the falling rain. She was so beautiful standing by her locker in the morning, as if she were waiting for him with quiet hope. She was so beautiful when she slept beside him. She was so beautiful when she smiled shyly during their first dance. She was so beautiful beneath the glittering city lights on the night they walked together. She was so beautiful when she appeared between her father and cousin as Gaara came to pick her up under the moonlight. She was so beautiful when she told Gaara about the list of festival street foods she recommended he try once they arrived.

I still have six more days left before I could see him again. I sit on my chair, right outside our living room's balcony while I was finished reading this novel that Cameron gave me yesterday. It was a story that something I can relate to and I hated Cameron for giving me such book cos it had a wickedly heartbreaking ending. I had a cup of tea beside me as I fix my scarf and cardigan on me. I stare at the sky, tonight was already New Year's Eve and I was so sad that I can't spend it with Nick and he hasn't even tried contacting me which was the worst.

Danial arrived at the outskirt of the Main City when the sun had spread its comfortable and soothing light on the boundless horizon. He left The Knight Residence when the dawn itself was welcomed by the world. The bright sunshine shone above him with its warm light. The sky is clear, and the weather for today is as spectacular as yesterday. The beautiful ambiance is befitting for anyone to take a stroll with family or friends, leisurely spending time together.

Her body wouldn't lie to her, she knew it. It was easy to forget her sadness once they reached the outdoors. The day was sunny, and no remains of the storm from the previous night lingered. It was a perfect April day, the trees heavy with emerald canopies and the wildflowers a vibrant multicolored blanket on the fields leading to the lake.

It was a perfect sunny day. AISLING ( POV ) The whole day I don't move out from the room, I kept myself lock as a protest. I known azalaic have a soft heart he will definitely react on it but I need to wait for a perfect moment. I gaze out and watch the sunset. I sit on the wooden bench, feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin. The sky is ablaze with orange and pink hues, painting the clouds with fiery strokes. I hear the gentle rustle of the leaves and the chirping of the birds in the tropical rainforest behind me. I smell the earthy fragrance of the soil and the flowers. I close my eyes and breathe deeply, savoring the moment.

Five days after the night I fainted, I emerge out of the shower feeling refreshed. “Come sit here, Lady Dinah!” Mesilla guides me to an armchair in the living area “Would you like something like to drink or eat, Lady Dinah?” Peony asks carefully “Should I pull the curtains aside, Lady Dinah?” Delilah asks, standing by the window “The day is beautiful today.” “Would you like a new book, Lady Dinah?” Fern asks, already holding a few in her arms

Then she put her cold feet under his leg, deliberately, because she knew he hated it, which was the entire reason she did it, and he made the wounded noise he made about her cold feet, and outside the rain kept coming down, and the afternoon went absolutely nowhere, and it was, she would understand later, with no better word available to her, one of the best days of her whole life, and not one single thing had happened in it. That was the part nobody had ever warned her about, in all the years she had spent advising other people on how to find it. Happiness did not announce itself. It did not arrive with music. It turned up disguised as an ordinary Sunday with burned eggs and a dramatic hous