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Drawing it out until she slumped against him. He pulled his fingers out. Licked them clean while looking at her. “You’re beautiful when you fall apart,” he said. Bella buried her face in his neck. Her hand slipped behind his back. The USB drive was still in her fist. Hidden. She clutched it tight. Couldn’t tell him. Not when his touch made her feel whole for the first time in her life.

I want to thank everyone who read Beauty and the Alpha and Beauty and Her Mate. Your support means the world to me and I can only hope that you enjoyed the stories and the characters. This is the beginning of the third and last book in the Beauty series. This is Kimmy's story, but all of our favorites will of course be there, as well as some new characters. Some loveable and others.. well... not so much. Once again, thank you for reading my books I appreciate you and if the stories don't completely suk and you want to show me some love, then I would be thrilled if you would drop me a comment or leave me a gem! Much love to all my loyal readers!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hummed to myself as I checked my reflection in the mirror, before washing my hands and walking out of the restroom. I skipped along the hallways, as I kept humming. I grinned. Yes, I was in a peculiarly good mood today. Dad had promised to buy the book I was always bugging him about. It was a book by my favourite writer, Kelly Brown. Her female characters were always beautiful, perfect figures and extremely wealthy while fulfilling their dreams. It had been out for several months and I never liked to miss any of her new release. But things had been tough at home for a while. Dad lost his job and it took a while to find something else.

Fiona's words still stunned Justin. He sat on the couch thinking about all the things she had told him. She is the most beautiful person he has ever laid eyes on. It might sound a bit cliché, but it's the truth. This is not because of how he treated her, but because he still remembers the day when he first met her.

Then, I confronted him sternly, "I'm here for a facial. Why did you take my clothes off?" Looking stunned, he jeered. "Oh, Daphne, do you really not know what kind of place you're at?" "A beauty salon! What place is this?" While speaking, I felt a wave of heat rapidly spreading from the pit of my stomach across my body. Caleb, who noticed my change, pinned me down on the bed. He traced my body with his slender fingers, sending me trembling. As much as I would like to struggle and break free, my body already went limp after Caleb's teasing. I lost control of my body and couldn't push him off me. Breaking down, I yelled, "What are you doing? This is rape—"

I desperately wanted to see her. I heard footsteps thudding across the floor sleepily, so I wondered if I had woken her, and suddenly the door opened. Bailey was standing there, a true vision in a small tank top and a pair of shorts. Her face held a sleepy expression, making me smile... and her hair in the mad mane of curls it turned into when she left it to dry naturally. The way she looked most beautiful in my opinion. “Is everything okay?” she mumbled sleepily. Shit, okay, I had woken her… “Is there a fire?”

A beautiful plan. The perfect annihilation.

Look, I finished this farce with just one sentence, with a keyword of beautiful. It seemed that girl inverse girl was appearance. Well, it's not my fault if she was not pretty. The only thing I cared about is how my beautiful appearance help me on resolving this farce in one go. "..." Authors Note: I'm indifferent, but that doesn't mean I don't have any other particular personality.

Look, I finished this farce with just one sentence, with a keyword of beautiful. It seemed that girl inverse girl was appearance. Well, it's not my fault if she was not pretty. The only thing I cared about is how my beautiful appearance help me on resolving this farce in one go. "..." Authors Note: I'm indifferent, but that doesn't mean I don't have any other particular personality.