Beauty In Chaos 소설 & 이야기

Nail and Alaso hurried her, “Don’t stop, tell us...” Chaos replied, “Our Prince who retained his purity for decades was smashed by a beauty” Akshara inhaled some air with a sound in shock and covered her mouth with her hands to not let their roommates hear her. But, Ruko carefully watched the changes in the face of Akshara. Chaos continued, “A b***h seduced our prince" Akshara ragged in fury, “Dare to say the word B***H" Alaso replied, "Axe, she is not mentioning you... Why do you overreact" Akshara rolled her eyes here and there?

Something that shouldn't exist. When the merge finishes, Trinity stands there. But they're not Trinity anymore. They're Chaos. Pure. Unfiltered. Unanchored. Mad. "I'm whole." They laugh. Insane. Beautiful. Terrifying. "I'm finally whole. And it's perfect. And it's horrible. And I hate you. And I love you. And I'm going to destroy everything you love. And save everything you fear. And I don't know which is which anymore because I'm chaos and chaos doesn't choose. Chaos just is."

Can I borrow your kiss? I promise I'll give it back. *** Beauty's POV . There was no one inside when I entered the room. There's a massive drink on the table consumed. The song was paused on the big screen. I chuckled when I saw the music title on the big flat-screen TV. I shook my head. "Too bad I can't do both. I can't sing and dance." I shrugged my shoulder. I shifted my body and noticed the other door that led to a small room was halfway open. I strode closer to check what was inside. But I paused, and my body froze when I heard a woman's voice moaning. I stepped backward and swallowed hard.

“You’re only two behind.” “I’m pacing myself,” I said, trying to act unaffected even though I could already feel the warm flush rising to my cheeks. “Pacing is for people without trauma,” Byron chimed in from where he lounged lazily on a velvet-draped bench, his boot up on the table, his shirt half unbuttoned as if he was modeling for some tavern romance novel. “Gods, I’m surrounded by chaos,” I muttered, tipping my goblet again. Feena leaned in from across the low table, her eyes gleaming. “We’re the best kind of chaos. Sparkling chaos. Beautiful, emotionally unstable chaos. And you, my dear Edina, are becoming one of us.”

Kyley dug her face into his fur as she cried. If anyone saw this, they'd be beyond shocked at the sight. It was a horrid yet beautiful picture painted with vivid emotions. In the living room of a rustic cabin, simplistic and quite pastoral. The peaceful setting is disturbed by the appearance of a gruesome beast whose head almost touched the wooden beams as it dominated the space around, causing a sense of chaos, wildness and savagery to hang around. But in the embrace of the beast that had its whole being wreaking of havoc and destruction as it growled and caused the place to shake in chaos... was a crying beauty who held on tight to it.

It covered his entire body, the obsidian colour contrasting with the red pouring from the eyes, chest and limbs. “Domain of the Chaos King: Discord.” The sky above them opened into a massive eye, burning red like Zoi’s. Then another, and another, all around them, till there was nothing but eyes around them. Quinn gripped his scythes tighter and looked around. The eyes moved sporadically around, but he felt for some weird reason that they were focused intently on them. The massive eye above flared, and fired a beam into the ground, where they were. They all scattered, dodging the beam as it hit. Quinn saw that another eye was already trained on him, firing where he was about to land. He sped

I hear his voice behind me and I turned around to find him with Hannah in his arms who was wearing a beautiful blue frock and a princess tiara. “Awww, look at you. You look like Elsa from Frozen.” I kissed her chubby cheeks and took her from his arms. “Thank you, Becca. You look beautiful too,” she squealed in excitement and Xavier cleared his throat trying to get some attention. “What?” “Uhhh...How do I look, ladies?” he asked and I trailed my eyes all over his sexy body which was wrapped in a three-piece black suit. I mean, it was a sin to look so fucking hot but I decided not to boost his ego.

Omotayo My back ached terribly from sitting in one position for too long. Ini had spent over three hours trying to supposedly 'bring out my beauty' as she called it but I only saw it as a waste of time since I know I'll still look great even without the excessive use of makeup. "I swear Tayo, anyone that sees you now will think you're on your way to a funeral," she tells me and I furrow my brows confused. "What am I doing wrong now?" I asked her and she responded by making me look at the mirror in front of me.

"Look at you! You're... you! All tall and broody with those villain-in-a-romance-novel cheekbones and that morally ambiguous bank account!" He looked amused. "And you?" "I'm chaos in heels, baby!" she shouted, standing too fast and immediately gripping the back of the chair to keep the floor from flipping her off. "I am unfiltered Black girl magic with a highly suspicious sense of timing! I insult people by accident! And on purpose! And I have been kicked out of not one but two group chats for 'disruptive energy.'" Ren chuckled. "You say that like it's not exactly why I like you."

And I stood at the absolute center of this unprecedented gathering, not because I possessed greater power than these cosmic entities, but because I carried within me something they recognized as essential: the profound, transformative pain of becoming something more than what chaos had originally intended. "Our enemy is not evil in any sense we typically understand," I told the assembled multitudes, my voice somehow carrying clearly to beings who existed in entirely different spectrums of reality. "It represents something far more primordial than ancient ignorance that cannot comprehend the beauty of connection. Chaos is so fundamental that it lacks even the capacity to understand what it se