Beautiful Loser Book Novels & Stories

I looked at him with a blank face, "Raz... take away a lot of the perkiness and bubbly, cheery, high off skittles attitude and what are you left with?" Ezra looked at me in complete confusion, now lost on what I was saying, "Um... you would get a...still nice, friendly, compassionate girl?" I rolled my eyes, "Who does that remind you of?" "Selena Gomez?" He mumbled, confused and looking at me like I grew a second head. I smacked his arm, "No, idiot. You get pre-trauma Tiffany."

"Bold. Reckless. Sleeping with strangers in hotel rooms." "What are you usually like?" "Boring. Responsible. The kind of girl who plans ahead and follows rules and gets stepped on by everyone around her." Luciano's hand found her hair. "And what changed?" "Everything. I lost everything today. My job, my family, my boyfriend. Found out it was all lies anyway." "Their loss." "You don't even know me." "I know enough." His voice was certain. "I know you're stronger than you think. I know you taste like whiskey and courage. I know you're not half as fragile as you pretend to be."

“Page two seventy-three, right after the betrayal scene! I highlighted it!” “Oh my God, can you sign my Kindle?” another voice piped in. The pink haired girl who had been trying to maintain composure, gave up entirely. “Can I just say…your last book? Masterpiece. My boyfriend dumped me the same week I read it, and I just cried and ate ice cream for three days, and it felt like you were writing about me.” “That’s… wonderful?” I squeaked. Wonderful. Really, India? That’s the word you came up with?

And I certainly won’t want that not until I read enough books to get rid of my sorrows. “ How could she do this to me?” I squat in front of the book, tore into two parts. It is as though my heart…life was torn into two parts. I picked it up, as it was soaking with my tears. “ What is wrong with Sage lately?” she was gradually behaving like Lisa, heartless, manipulator.. best at being the victim. Wiping my tears, I tried to fix my book myself, but one thing I am sure of it would never remain as it was.

After a good date, something awful happens. I've basically just been going to my classes, going out somewhere alone and trying to distract myself with different things but sadly those idiots didn't leave my mind. I’m on about Luciano of course...he’d came over, comforted me, I mean he made it really seem like he cared and I really believed it, the dumb girl believed it all and started to fall and enjoy it. I let myself not care, even if he pissed me off sometimes and seemed thirsty for my attention I so badly wanted him...he was fun. He made me smile. I started to feel a bit safe with him, my goodness I should've read between the lines. I feel like such a fool, I guess that I just got caught

I will tell you about the story of how my life was turned up side down. How fate decided to toy with me, and treated me like a ragdoll. Tossing me upside down, taking me to my breaking point. Over and over again. This is not a book for the faint hearted. There will be tragic sadness loss of a mate. The gruesome demon slaughtering. The struggle and realization of a vain reality, of what we presumed our life to be. This book will be deep, dark and sensually erotic.

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it

overheard me saying that and remembered it. Now, when I look at the ring all I see is my pain reflected back to me from the beautiful glimmer on the diamond’s face. My thoughts are all garbled with mourning and loss. Heartbreak is not fun, but I never thought I would break down like this. My feelings were deeper than even I knew. And here I was making fun of women who broke down like this. Well, it shows how much life experience I had, to be so ignorant. Another week passed from the news. “Lara, are you sick? You are so skinny” Misty said. Well, I haven’t eaten much because I haven’t had an appetite. After a month my clothes were all hanging off of me so bad, Misty really got conce

They will just laugh at her. She just had a shower and a white towel was still wrapped around her naked body. She felt gross at Gale's touched and kissed. Yeah, he's handsome and masculine but she didn't felt any single feelings for him even infatuation. Her heart belongs to nobody since she fell twice and there will be no thrice. Being broken and pregnant to someone who betrayed her was a nightmare she didn't want to dream anymore. She set an evil look to think about the outcome of her plan to destroy Eloisa and her marriage with Kent. A little wait and the last laughter goes to her.

"Three years ago, my husband faked his death and left me with $50 million in debt. He stole my designs. He tried to take my daughter. I lost everything—my business, my reputation, my faith in people. But he made one mistake. He underestimated me. I survived. I fought back. And now I'm starting over. This is Nott Designs. Created by a survivor. For survivors. Every piece tells a story of destruction and rebuilding. Of falling and rising. Of refusing to stay down. Pre-orders open now." The post went viral within hours. Fashion bloggers shared it. Designers I'd worked with years ago came forward with support. Women who'd survived their own betrayals reached out with messages that made me cry. "