Crazy Beautiful Trailer Novels & Stories

I'm full with the joy of spending this weekend with this beautiful and wonderful people over here. What matters is that we all are together at last.we are " CRAZY BEAUTIFUL US"

Everything smells so fresh here, and not dead and stale like under the mountain. And call me an idiot, but I kinda like that we are moving. “Everything is moving,” I can’t wipe the smile from my face. Amy nods. “Dave is pulling the rickshaw with our cage loaded onto it,” “The rickshaw?” I blink and then laugh at her words once I’ve processed them. Surely she must be joking. “Excuse me? But how big is this Dave person?” “Big,” Amy replies. “You have seen an angel, right?”

They grabbed the snacks and settled down on the sofa in the hall as Shiza put an action movie on N*****x. They got cozy and watched the movie. Hooriya was so excited about this little thing. She was on edge during the thrilling scenes. Her wide eyes gaping at the screen, her lips slightly ajar. Shiza on the other hand sneakily made Hooriya's video because the changing expressions on her face were adorable. "That was insane. How can you stay so relaxed especially when our hero was about to die," Hooriya exaggerated, she was standing with her hands curled in fists as she watched the ending action scene and Shiza was amused by Hooriya.

I was at a point of no return with a girl I vowed to stay away from just two days ago. Fuck Me. I was always a sucker for beautiful women and Leah was the most beautiful I've seen. And the most seductive with just the right amount of innocence, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. I could see it, that body didn't know what it felt like to be defiled over and over again. To be tasted in the most kind of way. It was so pathetic that I love that she was offering herself up to me- like an insatiable fruit platter. And she was fucking sweet, judging from her flavours that still danced around on my tongue. I couldn't wait to have her alone.

The way I was horny needed penetration, no amount of head would fix that. How the hell was she able to turn me on like that? I've never been this desperate for a release. This is the roughest fuck I've ever had with Crystal, although she seems to like it. I finally reached my climax and pulled out of her, good thing I had a spare condom. Crystal was a mess on the bed, trying to catch her breath. “That was amazing, this is the best one ever.” She said as she sat up and started tracing her fingers on my chest.

Just then, I received a message on WhatsApp from Simon. "Don't worry. The trending topics will be taken down soon. I bought dirt on Zack and Sherry." When I checked Twitter again, those trending topics had indeed been removed. Replacing them were trending topics about Sherry's plastic surgery, fake educational credentials, and Zack's infidelity.

"I will pay you the money! If you lay a hand on my mom, I'll fight every last one of you!" "Fight us? You think you're capable?" The scar-faced man sneered as he closed in. "Well, your mother is still quite the beauty. How about this? We'll forget about the remaining $150,000 if she spends one night with us instead. How's that?" I trembled all over, and my stomach churned. I spat at him. "In your dreams!" The scar-faced man, enraged, was about to bring the steel pipe down on my head when several black cars screeched onto the scene, slamming to a halt right in front of us.

"I'm not scared. I came here to make money." Jade let out a soft laugh, a flicker of approval in her eyes. "Just a heads-up. These rich bastards can be real freaks. It's not all champagne and roses. Word is, some woman got played to death last week. It was a mess—her insides were practically on the outside." My stomach dropped. I couldn't tell if she was exaggerating to scare me, but it sounded horrifying. Especially here, in this long corridor with dim lights throwing dappled shadows on the walls, her voice sounded like it was drifting in from somewhere far away.

His cold, dead eyes locked directly onto me as I stood up, the copper box gripped tightly in my white-knuckled hands. "We do not require a jurisdiction, Miss Vance," the man stated, his voice a flat, synthesized monotone that sounded exactly like the automated broadcast from the Iron Well. He lifted his left hand, revealing a small, black detonator switch wired directly into the titanium briefcase. "The Public Trust was an interesting simulation, but the board has officially rejected the parameters of your peace. The second rise is canceled." He pressed the black button. A blinding, violet flash of light erupted from the briefcase, and the concrete floor beneath our feet violently opened up

"I want dinner at a café, and I want an entire theater booked so I can watch whatever movies I want. Also, arrange a private flight to Glacialville. I want to see penguins with my own eyes." "Yes, ma'am." The call ended. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled widely. This was exactly what I deserved. "I am thriving in this crazy rich heiress life, baby." —The End