Novel & Cerita Beautiful Little Thing

For a moment, I felt that putting a diamond ring on her finger wouldn't be such a bad idea. … After Cole fell asleep, Victoria quietly got up and headed to the basement. The dim room was filled with a foul, rotting stench. On the floor lay two figures—none other than the missing Carrie and Gabe. Admiring her freshly done nails, Victoria gave a casual command, "Begin." Two people stepped forward with tools in hand. Soon, the basement echoed with screams. Carrie and Gabe were subjected to inhuman torment, passing out from the pain, only to be splashed awake with cold water and dragged into another round of suffering.

she said, gesturing me to turn around so my back would face her. Betty fastened a necklace and once clasped it, I turned to look at it in the mirror. Around my neck lay a beautiful necklace, a chain made of rose gold, and a small sapphire encircled in a bed of diamonds. It looks so much like my engagement, I gasp.

She was like a knotted ball of my mom’s yarn waiting to be untied and unraveled, ready to spin into something beautiful. Except she was already. Beautiful. Her smile, her eyes, her laugh—it was all so fucking beautiful it pissed me off. She and her goddamn innocent beauty were fucking with me so bad, and she had no idea. I wanted to protect her. I wanted to curl my arm around her, hold her against my body, and keep her safe from something as small as a goddamn bee sting. She was so . . . small. She was so delicate and fragile that if I flicked her, she’d crumble.

They should be grateful I stopped at one bone because thinking back on it now, I should’ve finished him off. That would’ve been better, Cleaner and less problematic. Snapping out of my thoughts, I open the door into the office expecting the usual cliché: a gray-haired therapist with knitted eyebrows and soft shoes, the type who talks about childhood wounds while scribbling notes she’ll never use. Instead I freeze because standing in front of me is not a bookish old woman but the most devastatingly beautiful creature I’ve ever seen. Yes beautiful! She’s Soft, Perfect, a contradiction of fragility and quiet power. She has this delicate, timid innocence to her

Victoria looked at the little darling she had not seen in a long time. The little girl had two small pigtails and was dressed in a Snow White dress, along with a matching Snow White headband. She was also wearing glass slippers with pictures of Snow White printed on them. She looked absolutely adorable. A beautiful child was universally appreciated. Victoria held the child in her arms and kissed her cheek. "Selene, you've grown taller and even more beautiful. You truly look like a little princess. Ms. Tilly and I bought you many gifts that you'll love."

Goddamn, if only she could see how beautiful she was . Joy wasn't pretty or healthy looking, she was pale as if her one foot was in the grave already. But she was beautiful in her own way, not only to his eyes but to everyone's eyes except her own. Round blue eyes like a clean sky and a child like smile which made his heart break knowing that it would vanish soon.

She touched it with delicate fingers. "Wow!" She breething in astonishment. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life. The small Angel was curled up as if cuddling in its mother's Womb. She took the picture, staring at it with adoring eyes. Her fingertips traced to the figure with atmost admirement.

“Little… Little princess…” “Call me Cutie Pie!” Aino said with a high and mighty tone. “There’s already a little princess in your household, that Minerva girl! She’s so ugly. When you say the words ‘little princess’ I’m reminded of an ugly girl like her, so I don’t want to be called Little Princess. Just call me Cutie Pie.”

she cried. As she stood looking down at the pendants, the tears overflowed from her eyes, ran down her nose and dropped to the ground. She looked past the pendants, to the grass where her tear had fallen and saw a rose. A beautiful, bright red rose had sprung up and bloomed. Laylan knelt down and looked into the rose, where a tiny person laid. The undersized woman stirred and looked up at Laylan, who gasped as she watched the little fairy stand and stretch her wings. The tiny, little fairy had brilliant red hair and her eyes were bright green. Her small lips were delicate pink and soft on her fair complexion. She looked as if she were wrapped in a small rosebud that draped down like a dress.

The little dragon boy nodded his head in a sign of agreement . " Fairies are beautiful , kind and they always have time to play . " said the little dragon boy . " Am I beautiful ? " asked Catherine . " Yes ! " said the little dragon boy . " Wow ! Thank you ! I think you are beautiful too . " said Catherine with a smile . The little dragon boy looked at Catherine with an annoyed expression when she told him that he was beautiful . " Did I say something wrong ? " asked Catherine confused since she didn't understand why he looked annoyed .