Books Similar To Beautiful Disaster Novels & Stories

First, let me tell you something. I am so happy and flattered that you're reading my book. I know I have many mistakes, spelling or other but I am trying my best to make this special. I received messages like "Your book is like Gray's Anatomy." No it's not -.- It just has a story with doctors and Seattle. Big deal. But yes, the GA is my favorite show so yes, I did get inspired by it. I assure you, it is NOT nor WILL BE like GA. I do not copy anything.

Manang Lydia said. “Does she allow that?” Manang Lydia smiled and winked at me. “If you are feeling fine, then you can.” I went upstairs and went to Dale’s library. Before picking up a book to read, I enjoyed looking, rooming around first, leaving a gentle touch to every book I passed by. My gaze at the “The Scorch Trial” book that was written by James Dashner. I already finished reading “The Maze Runner”. I decided to read it and went to the garden.

Everything about Byron screamed sophistication, except that she knew him for who he was. A fucking coward and murderer. His books were arranged in perfect order, rows upon rows of hardcovers, their spines boasting titles from classic literature to crime and detective novels. She had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. Infuriatingly, they shared the same taste in books. How could a man with such refined interests be so vile? She had loved those books herself, but now, every shared interest only fueled her hatred. Byron had taken her sister and best friend from her, and anyone who destroyed that bond didn’t deserve to live in peace.

Speaking it gives me the sensation of being dragged up from the bottom of a swimming pool. I open my eyes. I'm back in the safe house bedroom again. There's no blood. There's no Ryan dead in front of me again. But there is pain, so so so much pain. For the first time in weeks, I curl into a ball and cry my eyes out. ~~~ I am never taking that pain medication again. I don't care if I have to suffer through the excruciating pain of a thousand broken ribs. Physical pain is nothing compared to the emotional devastation of that drug-induced dream. The pain of losing Ryan

And she couldn't get enough of him. I wish he could stay all day, and what? wake up Blair, he's a cop. You need to keep your distance... "I will go, and yes... you're holding me back, in a good way Blair. I like it. Text me okay?" His words made her happy, she was feeling like one of those characters that she would read on her kindle. She was a sucker for romance books, her marriage was supposed to be her ever after as the books had recited over and over again. But it was her tragedy, there won't be a happy ending with her. Not even with Ian.

Reign screamed fucked loudly; waking Amber and having everyone rushed upstairs barging into her room. “What happened?” Dominic rushed to her side, tears streaming down her face and she was shaking. He ruined her reputation and the little of the college transcript she had left. He took the laptop out of her hands Dominic read her file aloud. “Reign Davis is a charmer who loves seducing rich business men and when she doesn’t get her way with them she assaults them, destroys and makes a scene. I’m her former boss/fiance and trust me when I say don’t ever make a mistake and hire her!” he finished in a high tone filled with anger and shock. "

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

“Guys! Do you want me to leave? You can do this all day by yourselves. I think you got it covered. You don’t need me here.” They stopped talking at once. We ate in silence for the first five minutes. Then Chaise asked, “How’s your Lit paper going?” “Practically writing itself,” I replied. Denise groaned. “I haven’t even started mine.” Our teacher asked us to write a review of the bestsellers tackling the controversies in religion. I already picked out The Da Vinci Code. I have read that book about a thousand times. Chaise and Denise both said they were lost. They hadn’t even chosen a book to review yet.