Christina Lauren Beautiful Series Novels & Stories

Thank you for reading The Alpha's Girl! I hope you enjoyed Olivia and Gabriel's story as much as I loved writing it. If you would like to follow the continued events of this world, keep scrolling! The sequel, 'The Warrior's Woman', will start next! Fall in love with Parker and Kaylee's romance!

Christina, the old librarian with the walking stick, says to me for the seventh time in the last twenty minutes. "I'll wait," I tell her one more time and she walks away, clicking the stick on the floor. I try to write another paragraph of the essay. I hear footsteps, hasty and loud, coming nearer every second. Finally, Celeste comes in my sight and a smile finds its way on my lips unconsciously. Relief also washes over her features as she sees me and strides over my table. Books are hugging her chest and her bag is hanging carelessly over her shoulder.

Matthew said in a weird tone and I looked at him raising my eyebrows. "What are you trying to say?" "I suggest you not be with Diana." "What do you know about her? She's hot." I scoffed. "She's just like medusa.. beautiful but.. crazily dangerous." Matthew said and then he left me. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. I walked back to my seat and talked to another people when suddenly I got a message. Lauren: How about you turn around.. I raised my eyebrows seeing the text but I turned my head around to see Lauren in a beautiful red dress with a V low cut on her chest showing.. oh god. She smiled widely and walked to me. She's beautiful and breathtaking.

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~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

"You might be right about that." Her lips curled up in a smug smile before she turned her full attention to me. “Hi, I'm Tiffany. Tiffany winner. " "Grace." I turned around until I was face to face with her. Immediately her smile slipped a little. Well, the memory of my childhood, a long scar that ran across my mouth to my chin, she had apparently not noticed before. “Maybe we should all pull paper bags over our heads. After all, nobody here wants to sully your sensitive sensitivity to aesthetics. "

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.

Touched and angry at the same time. Touched that he'd cared enough to think about what I'd want. Angry that he'd been planning my imprisonment. I pushed those complicated feelings aside and kept browsing. The fiction section was extensive. Mystery novels. Thrillers. Fantasy. Literary fiction. And romance novels. A whole shelf of them. I pulled one out, curious. The cover showed a shirtless man with tattoos and a woman in a provocative pose. Very dramatic. Very over-the-top. I flipped it over to read the back.

I studied her closely, searching for a crack, something, anything. I had never seen her wear red lipstick before, never. And now that she did, it suited her perfectly. Bold, fierce, and alluring in a way that made it impossible to look away. “Seems like we don’t need much introduction,” Brooke said lightly. “Not at all, Your Majesty,” Elena replied smoothly. “Lisa is my daughter’s best friend. It might interest you to know that she spent her Christmas holiday with us, nursing her heartbreak. You know, we’re very accommodating, even though she’s human. My daughter didn’t mind.”

She folded the sheet into the false spine of the book and closed it. Then she turned off the light and lay in bed, staring up at the ornate ceiling. Beneath her calm, her mind churned. The Mendez estate was a fortress. But even fortresses had fractures. And Avyanna, patient and precise, had begun the slow, quiet work of finding every one.