Beneath Your Beautiful Book Novels & Stories

SPECIAL CHAPTER ​The morning sun spilled across the private breakfast terrace of the luxury villa, turning the turquoise Boracay waters into a shifting sheet of crushed diamonds. The gentle, rhythmic lap of the waves against the white sand below provided a serene soundtrack to the morning, but for Xielle, the most beautiful light in the world wasn't the tropical sun. It was the blinding refraction of light reflecting off her left hand.

END ‘Love is the most beautiful thing’ This book is purely my imaginations and originally owned by me. My name is ABUBAKAR Azeezat, known ZEEZEEFORTUNE. “Thank You For Reading!”

I really appreciate all of you. I have another book on this platform and it is titled "Beneath the Surface". It's one of my best ever and I'd appreciate it if you guys check it out. It's very very cheap and affordable so there is no problem. Here is the Blurb; "Zaria Coker had every reason to be called perfect; Straight As, awesome friends, and a face that can make anyone bend to her will. Joel Bamidele, with only one year left to graduate high school, didn't expect that a rock from space would crash into his carefully planned life in form of a human.

She pouted her lips "I'm just trying to decipher the mysterious expressions on your face, Alexa. Are you certain you're telling the truth or trying to evade something?," "Well, Mr sexy Detective, I guess you'll have to figure it out," She chuckled. About to speak, Alexa noticed a familiar book on his bed. Amidst the romantic and beautiful scene of flowers and candle lights the book stood out from the scene. Slowly, she moved toward the bed where rests a beautiful magical book. Its intricate cover shimmers like moonlit waters, adorned with gold leaf patterns that dance with enchanting grace.

Out of all the books he had organized, it was the only one that didn't look so worn out. Near... SKALLIET I'M GOING TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL... Its large uppercase letters occupied a significant part of the book, its red color appearing beneath some spaces of the burnt and withered rose, arousing curiosity just like its name.

I'm Irene Essah . Born and raised in Ghana . A sixteen year old girl. Student of labone Senior High School. I guess writing books was always a part of me for the moment where I began acting in my mirror to the moment I began placing my Bic pen on my notepad to write .Most of my books are written based on my own imagination and emotions . Beneath The Scars is actually on of them . When I began writing this novel I was going through alot . I had my b.e.c.e to think of ( it's actually an exams written to promote you to the senior high school of your choice.) as well as some other family matters . While writing this book I wanted to bring out an inspirational message to all those fighting with

** **yet, I never knew that he is a beast and I am HIS BEAUTY. ***************** ***************** Hello beautiful readers, it's me your author. Hope you all are loving the book. Keep loving and keep reading. With love, Author The Cloud.

Both the pre-ruin and the post-ruin, I wasn't ready for any of it. My movements came to a halt when my gaze flitted across the street and landed on the poster of the new Fantasy series I had been waiting on; All the Beautiful Things. It was a trilogy. All the beautiful things are red, All the beautiful things are gold, and All the beautiful things are black. It was more like Romantasy actually. A wide grin crept up my face and I looked sideways, before slipping towards the bookstore even though I knew there was no car in sight. Volxe bookstore.

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I genuinely appreciate it. Have lots of good time reading the rest chapters and enjoying this book. Love y'all, Gem 💎 Lynne 😚 SPECIAL LITTLE GIFT So, dear reader, below is a sneak peek of book 2 which I'm already working on. Enjoy 🥳 ________________________________ Sophie lay on the opulent bed in a glamorous room, its dim light casting a warm, golden hue over the luxurious furnishings. The bed's silk sheets felt cool against her skin, and the scent of jasmine lingered in the air.