Novelas y relatos de Beautiful Stranger Christina Lauren

My chest pounded hard. I crept towards the broken window and peered inside. A man held his bleeding hand and kept screaming. In Damian’s hand, was a knife covered in blood. My hands flew to my mouth as a gasp escaped. Damian turned to me but before his eyes could catch my sight, I turned away. My feet rooted to the spot. Then Damian called, “come inside, Janelle.” My fingers tightened around the door handle, but I didn’t move. “Don’t make me drag you!” He said again.

“ I am here now, we can go to that favorite restaurant you like.” The woman in Front of him was dashing and beautiful. She tied her black nappy curly hair into a sleek bun leaving her slender chocolate- caramel shoulders to show off. She wore Jayden’s favorite red dress that he bought for her. It was 2 inches above her knees and it hugged her body perfectly. Her body and face was surely a sight for sore eyes. A pair of silver stilettos which fitted her feet perfectly beautifully matched with the expensive diamond necklace and stud earrings he bought for her three days ago. Jayden spoiled Natasha without any regrets and did close to nothing for Laura.

“Yes, I am.” I stopped short, not really expecting that answer. “Umm… do you even know how I look like? I look horrendous,” I said. That was a lie. I didn’t really look horrendous if one could manage to look past my scar. I had long, dark brown hair and long dark lashes surrounded my hazel green eyes. Okay, maybe I didn’t look as bad as I wanted him to think, but with my scars, I was definitely no Barbie doll. Hunter shook his head. “I may be blind, Allison. But believe me when I say that… I see you.” His voice was serious… sincere. “And you… look unbelievably beautiful to me. Like an angel sent down from heaven.”

he took a deep breath, his fingers brushing against the cool glass of the windowpane, and stepped closer to the bed. Liora lay on her side, her dark hair cascading across the pillow like a river of midnight. The moonlight caressed her exposed shoulder, highlighting the delicate slope of her collarbone and the gentle curve of her hip. She was unaware of the storm brewing in Christen’s soul, her sleep peaceful and undisturbed. Christen’s throat tightened as she knelt beside the bed, his knees sinking into the plush carpet. His fingers trembled as they reached out, brushing lightly against Liora’s shoulder. The skin beneath her touch was warm, soft, and impossibly smooth.

Seeing the shock in her eyes, I slowly got up. Only then did I see that the person surrounded by mist was none other than Megan from the video at the charity dinner. Only her face was scarred. "Scared?" Lauren came to my ear at some point and murmured softly. I laughed. "Are you going to turn me into that as well?" After saying that, Lauren looked at me almost obsessively and said, "Of course not, this face of yours, although annoying, is really beautiful. So, I want the skin on your face..."

This is how far he could go and taste the boundaries. Lauren Miller was the most beautiful girl in the college. Every guy wanted her, but it wasn’t that easy. She was an impossible game. It wasn’t just about the outer appearance. Other than being breathtakingly beautiful, Lauren Miller was known as a strong and confident girl. Her kind persona made her everybody’s friend. She wasn’t one of those who believed in groups. Her mind was broad and invited whoever needed her help. Every teacher praises her for her fantastic assignments and excellent grades.

Christina laid right into him the minute he sat beside her on the park bench. Austin had been right. She had no idea how she had ever thought this cretin was handsome, and the thought that she had allowed him to have sex with her made her skin crawl. People moved around them, with no one paying them any mind, which was just as well. The last thing that Christina needed was for anyone to remember her face or recollect seeing her with this asshole because he wasn't going to live longer than today. She was wearing a scarf and sunglasses, but still, prevention was better than cure.

"Why don't you help Karen get out of those clothes?" He slid his tie from around his neck as Lauren turned around, the two of them sitting on the bed facing one another. She reached down and pulled Karen's top over her head, revealing her pink lace bra beneath. Her slender fingers trailed over the curves at the top of her breasts, then along her neck, to her full mouth. Her fingers were so soft on her lips, she started to lean in against her. Lauren's hands slid around her waist and she pulled her close. The lace from her bra rubbed against her taut nipples and she started moan softly as she brought her lips to hers. She felt her fingers unclasp her bra and then trace her spine as their mout

The night was soft and gentle. There is a moon in the sky... When it fell on them, it makes her look more beautiful and gentle... The night atmosphere of the city was not like the daytime. There is no loud noise, but only a quiet night with warm moonlight. When he got close, he found that in a dark blue Saree, Woman's waist look more soft and beautiful. She looked very beautiful... He already know what her figure looked like... When the faint moonlight fell on her, the silver border on her Saree, it was like Stars. Her skin is soft and white. The dark blue Saree makes her look more beautiful...