Novel & Cerita Beautiful Mystery

She was no longer looking at either of them; she was staring into the darkest corner of the room, and then… mist began to gather; it didn’t appear to come from outside, drifting slowly through the air as if it had always been there, waiting to be noticed. Laura stepped back. “What the hell is that?” Kelly’s eyes widened—but not with fear, but with recognition—a shape formed inside the mist, tall, elegant and unnatural. At first, it was only a silhouette; then, as the fog peeled back, a woman stepped forward. She was beautiful in a way that felt deeply wrong—too perfect, too still, too knowing. Her skin seemed to glow faintly, almost silver, beneath the darkness. Long pale hair spilt around h

Half of his upper body was drenched with shimmering drops of rain which were still dripping down through his muscular chest. Damien stepped ahead slightly narrowing his red eyes out of curiosity as his pace continued towards the shadow under the tree. He had two options left to assume that either someone was injured or the rogue might be hiding here. His dark pupils shrank abruptly once it detected the sleeping beauty in the darkness. His breathing halted for a while as his heart skipped a beat all of a sudden. The appearance of this beauty could be widely compared with a mermaid who just had swum up from the depth of the ocean. Her delicate skin was so sleek and smooth that it was glimmerin

She's beautiful with blonde hair. I took another soft sigh. My gaze stopped at the dark hallway. I blinked and my gaze stopped on a tall dark-haired guy. He was already looking at me. The dim light was resting on his face, making his skin a golden glow. He was so gorgeous. Perhaps, the light was making his fair skin golden. I tried to look at him more closely. I waited for him to break his gaze. He didn't. I felt my skin was hot.

The blonde beauty sipped on her morning coffee while reading Seattle Daily, Downing the rest of her liquid drug in one huge gulp, she tied up her long blonde curls into a bun at the top off her head while sighing, two missing billionaires tofind and a murder case to solve, just another day at the office. It has been exactly 24 hours since Grayson and James Hudson have been missing and a dead body has been found in their pent house. The circumstances around their suspicious suddendisappearance makes it even more of a challenge to work on finding their spoiled asses, keeping all information on the down low has been the biggest challenge thus far. The media are like hungry lions waiting to poun

INTRODUCTION Ayla is just a simple girl, everyone loves her because of her nice attitude and gorgeous face. Her life is just simple not until she meet the man that will change her life, the man that she will love. She’s even willing to do everything for him, including being his beautiful mistake. PROLOGUE Beautiful scenery and cold air caresses my skin. The different kind of flowers and bird noises gives me comfort. This is the kind of silence I want. I am not the kind of girl who believes in love, for me love is a lust, hormones and being made my by our mind and think that it was love.

"Dion..." His heart pounded as if it was about to leap out of his body. Though, it didn't have to, as he will give it to the woman on top of the stairs without question. "Thea..." he turned around and looked at her, the window in the limo was already reflecting the beautiful image, but the real person was thousands of times more fascinating than a simple mirror. She wore a beautiful dark blue dress with white in the bottom, many jewels were adorning the bodice covering her front elegantly. It was as if she were wearing a dress made of stars and she was the brightest.

And Eliot, already aching, would feel every single one. Damien’s steps slowed as he reached the stairwell. He leaned on the railing, gazing out at the moonlight spilling through the tall glass windows. It painted his face in silver, sharpening his smile into something dangerous. “Moonlight mystique,” he whispered mockingly. “How poetic. How tragic.” Because in the end, Eliot wouldn’t just be Theo’s obsession or Damien’s conquest. He would be something broken, reshaped in the shadows of both their hands.

But amid the chaos, Amelia noticed something glimmering behind a tapestry of shadows. Her intuition guided her, and with a burst of speed, she dove toward the hidden alcove. Behind the tapestry, she found an ancient tome, its pages marked with cryptic symbols and writings that seemed to pulsate with otherworldly energy. In a desperate attempt to find answers, Amelia flipped through the pages until a particular passage caught her eye.

Tonight, I would watch her breathe. She shifted slightly, her brow furrowing as if in a dream. I moved closer, brushing her hair from her face again, careful to tuck the sea-silk blanket around her bare shoulders. The light of the bio-luminescent reef cast her skin in a soft glow, making her look almost carved from moonlight. Gods, she was breathtaking. Not just in beauty, though that was undeniable, but in presence. Even unconscious, she radiated a kind of quiet gravity. Like the tides might change course for her. Like the old gods might kneel if she asked. I adjusted her gently, one arm sliding beneath her shoulders to lift and settle her more comfortably in the center of the bed. My other

I’m probably a bad person for hoping whoever has been dealing with the sanguidaes all these years doesn’t make an appearance. It’s incredibly selfish, and I’ll never admit to it out loud. I just fear if I stay here dwelling over my mystery animai I will truly go insane. “Yildiz?” I hear Beste call, pulling me from my thoughts. “Hmm?” I ask, standing and turning towards her, her stunning coquelicot aura with its gold glittering hue shining around her.