Beauty Is Pain Novels & Stories

GIOVANNI'S POV I know what I am doing is not considered good from other's perspectives but I can't forgive the person who is the reason behind my pain. The pain comes from losing the most important part of your life and I will not stop before I take my revenge from Everly Clark. I am not someone who hurt innocent people but she is not innocent. Yes, by looking at her face anyone can think of her as a very sweet and caring person. However, I know the reality behind those innocent eyes. She can make others fool but not me.

We would get married and have beautiful kids and live happily ever after . But I don’t come out alive ,I want you to move on .Please forget about me .Find another girl that makes you happy .Don’t cry for me ...I won’t like it .I want you to be happy Ben so if I don’t make it ,Forget me and Move on . But always remember I love you and I will always do .Whether dead or alive .Always and Forever . Yours sincerely, Rissa. Love is pain .Love is cruel .Love is powerful ,Love is magical ,Love is not something you toy with .

, "No life can be able to change his destiny as it was written since before we were born. I see the light in you above the people. Your light is like the lightness of this stone l am holding firmly in my hand. That's why you have to prepare for life and endure from all it's pain. Take it" Jeisin raised her head and looked at him. "Take it child" he added before Jeisin moved her knees slowly close and collect the white stone from Mr. Annes. She couldn't get her sight away from the miracle stone. As she saw it like she was watching the movement of her lifetime. "Jeisin, you will face the hardship of life. But this stone will wipe your tears whenever you see through it. However, you will be wel

She had full breasts, a bigger size, round and peachy ass, she was true, a pure beauty. Billina let out a scoff and said, "Choose one, Josh." Then was quiet for a minute, the manager eagerly waiting for her to speak. "HIV or acid?" she asked sneering and Josh was stunned. "Ma'am? Are you seriously want her to suffer from a sex disease?" he asked, eyes wide. "Maybe..." she spoke confidently. "What is acid for?" he asked unaware. "Face...." replied the billionaire beauty. Wow! The girl hates that woman that she wants her to suffer for the rest of her life.

Her arm was still throbbing in pain. She was trying her best not to cry; she had never been hurt so seriously in her life. The worst she has ever had was a scratch, just a little scratch. However, what one of the Seven Beauties said just now seemed to stop the pain for an instant… only a moment, because a split second later the feeling hit her again. Like crashing waves crashing against rocks, then blown by the wind that comes so fast from the middle of the sea.

I took calculated steps towards him as he shook with fear. "Yes. You stabbed me but, I didn't die." I laughed as I punched his jaw. "You idiot. Do you know how it feels to keep recalling the passing away of your loved ones?" I squeezed his neck gritting my teeth. "Their groanings, the pain, the tears, the guilt that I alone survived! Do you know why I endured all that? It's because I foresee the disgrace and shame I will put in your name." I spat as he struggled to breath.

So this is going to be in Melissa's pov. Sorry about the confusion Imperfections is beauty, madness is genius and its better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring June Pain..... So much pain....... Pain in it fullest was pain itself. The air chilled The ground wet The pounding of drums so close it brought more of that horrible pain. Chained like a crucifier, I stirred from the deep sleep I was forced into. How on heck did I get caught and chained up, everything was going fine so what the hell happened.

Only then could you exude that kind of melancholic beauty. 'It turns out that the beauty of melancholy is only for people on the outside. The pain that the person who exudes the beauty of melancholy had to endure is something that people on the outside could never feel.' 'Sabrina, I've never felt that kind of pain until I am thirty. I don't want that kind of melancholic beauty anymore. I want my life to keep being sweet. I really can't take all these blows that suddenly came one after another. You can say that I am a coward. It doesn't matter whatever you say about me.'

He leans over kissing the small tears from her eyes. “You're beautiful,” he tells her with a charming smile. Cassandra did not believe he was lying, she was indeed beautiful and probably the most beautiful in his eyes. For beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. Carlson didn't regret anything, this was the best feeling ever. They stayed in the same position for a while and when he was sure enough, she was comfortable, he moved gradually increasing his pace.

I whispered to my unborn child, the water mixing with the tears still falling from my eyes but not for Adrian, not for anyone but for myself and for my child, I am going to let go and be free. I slid into a white floral dress after my shower and neatly bunched my hair into a bun. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I noticed what Mum was complaining about. I looked nothing like the young, beautiful and energetic Annabelle I used to be, my eyes looked dull and dead.I had grown much skinnier and darker. I can hardly recognize the person I have evolved into, thin and pale, devoid of life. How did I let it progress? I loved Adrien with all I had,leaving no room to look after myself,it was no