Beautiful Stranger Novel Novels & Stories

a fantasy novel written by Worthwhile novels. "I hate you dan for hurting Jessie, she loves you and sacrifices everything for you…men are scum," Jeanne shouted. It was as if she read a true life story, forgetting it was just a fiction of a writer. Xena jumped on the bed, and she stood up hurriedly," What is it?" comes out of Xena's mouth, she was sleeping already, and she thought Jeanne had left for the king's chamber. Seeing the novel in her hand brought out an angry hiss. A hiss broke out of Xena's mouth, and she looked at Jeanne disdainfully.

No doubt Danielle was prettier and perhaps one of the exquisite beauty kingdom Selene had. Cyrus could not stop himself from admiring her blonde hair locks which were falling over her bare shoulders. The sharp collar bone which was waiting for him to lick and cater had already snagged his attention. The alpha had no clue when did he start focusing on her lush lips which were quivering due to the orgasms she had had till now. The alpha was unsure how someone like her could be so beautiful yet untouched while being a brothel worker. How was it possible that the brothel owner did not cash her face and body when Danielle looked like that? Cyrus could grasp his head around that thought which tota

CASSANDRA The pulsing between my thighs just won’t go away. It’s been there since my lesson yesterday with Rhett, along with a tingling sensation like I’ve been transformed into a bubbling can of lemon seltzer. I press my legs together as I lounge on the green velvet chaise in my room. I’m reading a book Clarisse brought me from the outside world. It’s a romance novel entitledBuilt from Stoneabout a girl who goes hiking and gets caught in a storm, only to be rescued by a rough mountain man who takes her home to his cabin where…thingshappen.

I fell asleep, but strangely felt awake. Somehow, I was pulled into a world in between. I could still sense Art, hear things around me. My eyes were closed, but they felt open, it felt as if I were looking into a different world. “You are”, I heard an unfamiliar, gentle voice. Looking around, I found myself in a meadow, one I had never been to, under a beautiful mountain with snow glistening on it. Spring flowers littered the place, and there was an incredible serenity about it all. Crisp fresh air was around me, and I was taking it all in, the beauty and the strange calmness of this place. I turned around and my eyes rested on a woman – somebody I had never seen before. Her long ebony color

But she was bleeding real, red blood. ​"She’s coming," the girl gasped, clutching Nora’s arm. "The Neighbor... she’s not 'Real' either. She’s the First Draft. And she’s hungry for the 'Ending' you stole." ​From across the hall, the door to Apartment 4B creaked open. A violet light began to spill out into the dingy hallway, and the smell of Oud and Vintage Champagne—the smell of the Billionaire Romance—began to drown out the scent of the London rain.

The couple felt relieved that they went home safe but they had no idea that someone followed them. A hoody girl who was Cassandra itself. "Who thought I will let them get away from my revenge? I will take their som away and I will kill Alexander for ruining our family!', she uttered while clenching her fist. *** Flashback Val always had a hard time how recognizing Cassandra and her twin. But their only difference was Carolina was mentally ill and his wife Cassandra was normal. The one he brought in the asylum was Carolina and the other one that was brought to prison was Carolina too.

Past servants who bowed and wolves who nodded and everyone who saw me as the Luna, the victor, the woman who had everything. I walked until I reached my chambers. My beautiful chambers, with their silk and gold and the lingering scent of roses. And then I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. Perfect hair. Perfect face. Perfect gown, ruined now, dirtied by that cell, but still beautiful. And eyes that held something they had never held before.

I felt like I could no longer hold back as the tingling sensation continued to escalate. “Why hasn’t she picked up the phone yet? I need to turn it to turbo mode.” That fool had not noticed that his girlfriend had been pinned down on the ground a short distance away. The vibration escalated. I felt a wave of warmth course through me. Inside the haystack, the man was focused on what he was doing, as though determined to explore every hidden corner. Just a few meters away, Samuel continued to pace back and forth. The situation only made me feel even more nervous.

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

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.