Beauty In Chaos Novels & Stories

Taking the chaos and making it part of its own, stronger story. Scribble, watching from its side, let out a sound like a pleased rustle of candy wrappers. “Innovation! Points for stylistic adaptation! But can it find the hiding spot?” The seeker’s time was almost up. The scanner showed the chaos realm intensifying its search, sending fractal tendrils of perception through every nonsensical crevice.

“The pattern—” “Isn’t breaking,” I said. “It’s harmonising.” He hates when music proves law isn’t the only order. The seam traced the mortal night, a hairline of light. Within: a thread. Not white. Not flame. Ember snow. I have names for such things. Tonight, I don’t need them. “Two flames once sundered are whole again,” said Chaos—weather turned sentence. Oath flinched. War grinned. Death didn’t blink.

to learn or understand this you will have to go through the book of the beginning, How the celestial gods and goddess created our realm and the other realms were written there" she pause and touched a beautiful sunflower that is growing on the path in the woods with her staff and in an instant it wither away. the others grasp in fear. with a devious smile, the leader said. "Beautiful isn't it? I had the same look you all had on your faces when I discovered that every one of us was created with an iota of chaos, chaos saves and chaos can destroy. but as long as it is not fully exposed to our realm then it is safe, let's say I gave chaos a little push, she said coyly. "Who am I not to help cha

A long, soft moan escaped Emily's small lips as she closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the tenderness of the French man's touch along her spine. The woman lay face down on the bed, completely naked, with the sheets in disarray. Her heart raced wildly, her breath coming in gasps in the dimly lit room. That afternoon, dark clouds began to gather in the sky, signaling the arrival of a storm mixed with lightning, similar to the one that had struck Chicago a few days earlier.

Theo POV. I watch in horror as Fen’s beast goes to forcibly mark her. I couldn’t move. I was in shock, but that quickly changed when I see Mia shift into her wolf, Chaos. She is stunning, black, white and grey with beautiful ice-blue eyes. Chaos stands snarling at Fen. That’s when I see it. She is feral. Shit! I move to stop this before it happens. She will fight him and in the state she is in right now, his beast will want to punish her for her defiance. Chaos lunges at him. Her teeth tear into his flesh, I watch in horror as it’s like time has slowed down.

Victor threw a small crystal sphere onto the ground. It exploded into blinding white light. Beauty covered her eyes. The cavern shook violently. When her vision returned... Everything had changed. The battlefield was gone. The guardians. The lake. The throne. Alex. Everyone. Gone. Beauty stood alone in an endless white space. A little girl appeared before her. She couldn't have been older than eight. She had silver eyes. Long black hair. And she wore the same pendant Beauty had inherited from her mother. The child smiled sadly.

Maybe he even wants it. I hate that he told me to back off. But he was right. She was overwhelmed. She needed space—needed to calm down after the chaos I stirred in her. It doesn't mean I'll be pulling away, and it doesn't mean I'm going to stay away forever. Beatrice has got something in her, soft and untouched in all the best ways. She doesn't realize how rare that is or what it does to men like us. She's not trying to change me, but somehow... she is. I hate that and I should fight it. I don't want to be fixed. I like the heat, the chaos, the dark. It makes the rewards so much sweeter.

Two very familiar faces. And at the sight of them my heart rate picked up. Morgan and Bailey West. Morgan looked beautiful as always. She had always taken care of her appearance and had done so since her teens. But Bailey… well… she looked different. Not her usual self. In truth, she was never ugly, but she never made the most of what she had. Yes, when she came back from university her image had changed a little, like she was trying too hard. Straightening her curls, her glasses gone, and experimenting with various fashion styles. But today, she looked stunning. Classy even. In a simple, form-fitting maroon dress with a scooped neck, with a hem line finishing just above her knees. Showing o

M sa Dela Rama Mansions] Oh, shookt! Nakalimutan kong basahin yung script! Hindi pa naman ako um-attend sa meeting ng mga casts nun. Ang alam ko, nung sabado yun, eh. Pero, ang alam ko, ang title ng gagawin naming movie ay 'Love between Chaos'. Yun lang, 'di ko na nabasa yung mga casts.Peroe, ang alam ko, ako ang leading lady dun, eh. Nung biyernes pa yun ibinigay sa akin ni Chariz! Monday na ngayon!

Once the image of the wolf formed completely, Alpha Zane's eyes suddenly closed, and he fell to the floor. Kane came forward, but the priestess raised her hand to stop him. The ritual wasn't complete yet. She closed her eyes and continued with her chants, the fire growing bigger and bigger. Suddenly, the wolf turned away from Zane's unconscious body, and it bounded off at top speed. The priestess finally let her hands down, and the fire died slowly too. She opened her eyes, now blank and without the colored part. Kane watched, his eyes thin. The priestess closed her eyes again, and took in a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, she was back to normal.