Beautiful Disaster Series Novels & Stories

What can we conclude from the video? Trouble in paradise? She glared at Chanel from Channel 5 news. This woman was impossible. Mikaella knew she was jealous of her right from highschool. Now getting some juicy scoop such as Roman hitting Phil and leaving him for dead was what Chanel wanted to ruin her reputation.

before entering another room filled with machines. “What is this?” Eva asked giving the book to Everest. “This was brought to the library just recently, it’s called ‘The birth of disaster’.”

Catalina was overwhelmed with Stefan words, it was evident from her teary eyes, she clutched Stefan hand and nodded her in agreement…. Stefan placed a gentle kiss on her hand before standing up and turning to me “Lets go” I nodded and turned to Catalina “Although you don’t know anything about me, I can tell you this one thing that….we share similar pain… I know it’s wrong for me to say this but… things will change for better…until then take care of yourself…” I said in calm tone and Catalina looked at me with eyes as if she was looking through my soul “After so many years…. You two came asking about that monster…. I.. I don’t know why and what is going on here, but I can only warn you to be

Astra’s pov: “Ugh…this pain. It just won’t leave me alone!” I pounded my palm on my head and closed my eyes. A thought had been gnawing on my mind for the last couple of weeks. I reached out for the glass of water on the table beside me. My hands shook and the glass dropped with a huge crash. Pieces of sharp glass remained shattered on the wet floor. I stepped into the pool of water. An especially large piece of glass was right in front of me, its sharp edge pointing right at my toe. I continued to stare at it as if I expected it to move away from me on its own.

"That's because they have a good PR machine. Rumour has it Iris' death was an accident, a terrible case of wrong place, wrong time and the hit was really meant for Austin. Another rival casino group. Anyway, they were supposed to travel together to some wedding cake tasting—or was it a final dress fitting? I can't remember now. But at the very last minute, Austin decided he'd meet Iris there, and she took his car and driver. While waiting for a traffic light to turn green, two bikers dressed in all black pulled up on both sides of the car and sprayed it with bullets. It was like the stuff movies are made of. The whole thing was over in under thirty seconds, and the bikers vanished like they

He closed the door behind him. “I… I just wanted to check on Sarah.” I stumbled on my own words. I then looked Will in the eyes. “Did something go wrong?” “No Becca, everything went right. She’s got a long road to recovery ahead of her. She’s definitely a fighter.” I was filled with confusion. “I just heard her screaming Will.” Will understood now why I was so upset. He sat down beside me on the floor.

Celeste comes to the two of us in a hurry and drags us in that area. On the wall is the illustration of the facts about the flood beside the LED screens displaying some more pictures of the flood. "2209 people died." She reads. "1 out of every 10 living in the various neighborhoods were affected by the flood. The destruction took less than 10 minutes," she pauses, "my God," she adds then continues reading, "according to a young survivor of the flood, Victor Heiser, who happened to check his pocket watch. 90 entire families were lost. 396 children under the age of 10 died," the sound of her voice becomes thick. "And 568 children lost one or both parents. 124 women and 198 men were widowed." S

They could only hope. I shifted, antsy. Desiree, ever the dramatic one, would prolong the suspense with a long speech before the grand finale. Perfect. More time for me to grab a drink and scout my next victim. Our eyes met, and I winked, a silent message passing between us. She gave a subtle nod, and I turned, heading for the bar.

For a single heartbeat, he glanced back -a faceless profile-before disappearing around a sharp bend. “No!” she scrambled to her feet, her knees stinging as they bled, tears blurring her surroundings. She went to run after him, but a wall of a man stepped into her path. A vice-like grip on her forearm kept her in place when she tried to move around the man. “And where do you think you’re going?” A shiver of pure dread raced down her spine. She didn’t need to see the ace to know the voice. She looked up into the hard, impassive eyes of her stepfather.

The previous man who had taken me out of the car came to take out once again. There is a time in one’s life that everything finally registers and they see things as they are, that time came for me sooner than I could decipher. And I just let the man drag me, all my willpower gone, lost, vanished. The trembling from the tragedy stopped, the tears ceased and I came undone seeing black once more but not before I see the car blowing up in flames. Icing on the cake. AUTHOR’S POV A week later “Jeremy!!! Jeremy!!! you can’t leave me. No, no, no!!” El screamed in her sleep.