Beautiful Disaster Novels & Stories

In fact, on one occasion, Satya held Shello's hand, which was not holding the steering wheel, causing Shello to glance at him for a moment to display a sweet smile. It seemed like everything was going to be okay, at least until they came to a sharp turn, and from the opposite direction, they encountered a light that suddenly pierced their windshield. Shello and Satya suddenly looked away from each other only to allow themselves to be greeted by the light that blinded their eyes. *** Shawn's joints and bones felt crushed in the overturned position of the car. However, Shawn had to move before he lost consciousness. No time. He had to get his sister out of here, even if they had to cut through

At this moment, this right fucking moment everything I thought I knew about my Bellissima was a lie. "Baby, what are you doing here so early?" she spoke with fear as her thick french accent filled my ears. I just stare at her trying to process the scene that's happening in front of me. Someone that I thought was an angel turned out to be a snake. Esmée immediately jumps off the man and they both start to cover up their naked bodies.

However, not once did they hit her. When she saw the place they were taking her, her anger reached new levels. 'What does he want now? He should be jumping in happiness now, even his woman was with him. Is he trying to mock me by showing his affair to my face?' She knew that woman very well. The famous Rose Grey, the best actress, and model of the Country T. She was acclaimed as the National Beauty and the best match to the cold Empire CEO. However, Thea knew her other side very well, she was her childhood friend and cousin from many years ago. Thea treated her like the sister she never had, so her betrayal was something she could never see coming. Rose Grey and her family made her lose ever

Hyene soothed, Claire not paying any attention to what we were talking about. I gave a silent gratitude to that. I didn't want her to hear about the attack and feel bad again. “Yeah, for fragile humans like yourself,” the blonde girl said as she raised from her chair and turned to me. She was shorter than Hyene, but only by a little. Her blonde hair was stick straight and down to her mid-back, accompanied with bright blue eyes and high cheekbones. Her resemblance to Malibu Barbie was scary—beauty and curves all in the right places.

He was thinking that she was crazy for still waiting for the bomb to blast. Aria had a shine in her eyes as it was going to be the final announcement of her victory against Sam. She kept staring at it and the moment finally arrived. There was a loud blast, the bombs had gone off, destroying the whole building and turning it into ruins. They both watched the building fell as the bombs went off. All that remained, in the end, was just broken burnt remains and a long string of smoke that reached the sky. She smiled as she saw all of that as to her it seemed as if it was Sam who was falling down instead of the building. She had taken away all his money and had finally destroyed his base, it was

It should not happen. *************** We were watching a movie late night. It was raining heavily. Enjoying popcorns and soda. Sometimes the thunder would crack the pitter patter on the glass. Since the lighting was perfect in the garden, we could see flowers and trees swinging and swaying in the air. Enjoying the rain pouring down. Louis was laughing at a scene when suddenly the power went off with a loud bang sound. "I think the power supply is breakdown". I turned to Louis but got surprised to see him curled in a corner.

And like the fucking idiot I am, I believed her when she told me she saw Beatrice take it. I rewind the footage. Again and again. The pressure in my chest detonates and I let out a roar, the kind that shakes the walls. My arm sweeps across my desk with brutal force, sending everything flying. Papers scatter like snow, glass shatters against the wood, and the clatter of metal from computers and other objects echoes through the room like a war zone. The destruction is loud but it doesn't quiet the storm inside me.

"Practising meditation already? This job must be harder than I thought." I startled, spinning around to face Desiree, who chuckled at my wide-eyed expression. "Relax," she teased, "you look like you've been caught doing something illicit." "I didn't hear you come in," I replied, turning back to the windows. "And no, just appreciating the view." She joins me, a little shorter but every inch my equal. "The view is exquisite, isn't it? All those ants scurrying about, utterly oblivious to the true architects of their lives."

The candle gutters in a draft from the vault, and the shadows jump across the bare stone walls. Outside, somewhere beyond the chapel’s thick walls, thunder rolls across the Adriatic corridor. The storm that began two nights ago has not fully passed. It keeps circling back, as if the weather itself is unwilling to leave this house alone. Domenico reaches past me and closes the ledger.

“But I never knew the pain they were going through, I didn’t even know the company went bankrupt, worry must have gotten them that way, I only remember them hurry to catch up with someone.” Tears rolled down her cheek, hitting the floor. “They said a business man who was going to help them was leaving the country, they needed to catch up with him before he flew away, but I never knew they wouldn’t be back.” Her breathing shook, her heartache as she felt a flashback in her memory. “Celeb,” She glanced at him. “They were in such hurry that I didn’t even get to tell them goodbye,” She bites down her trembling lower lips. “They only left me with one sentence,” She looked at their grave.