Crazy Beautiful You The Movie Novels & Stories

I have everything I have ever desired. But the crazy is not done. The rollercoaster might have stop but this is still my crazy normal world. ..................................................

Oh, oh, awkward. “Hii,” She said while taking my hand in hers. “You're so beautiful; oh my God, look at your hair; it's so long and healthy.” Looks like she is a very happy spirit. How can such a happy person be with someone so dangerous? Isn't he like Archer? Does he shower her with love? How is she looking so happy? Is that like her coping mechanism? “Mind if I steal her?” She didn't even wait for his response and just pulled me away from him.

i'm finding it hard to concentrate on the movie because her body is doing crazy things to my imagination. "Do you think I'm strange for needing friends even though I was betrayed by people I trust?."she asked out of the blue. "Strange?".I turn fully to her,cupping her beautiful face.she nods.There is nothing strange or weird about her. "There is nothing strange about you for wanting to be with people.you have a beautiful heart.you choose to see the good in people but there is nothing weird about you.you are perfect and beautiful" I press a kiss to her lips,she opens her mouth,my tongue sweeps in and I swallow her moan.

I shake my head and find my way to the theater room. It's massive, almost like a real cinema, except quieter, emptier. The air smells faintly of velvet and electronics. I manage to switch on the smart screen, and N*****x pops up automatically. I scroll through the options, smiling when I see a few movies already watched halfway. Maybe César uses this room too, though I highly doubted that. I settled on an old Chinese fantasy called A dream Within a Dream. The costumes are beautiful, the music soft. I laugh quietly at a dramatic line. Halfway through the first episode, I remember Monica hasn't brought the cake yet.

Adrien looked at her with irony after taking a deep and very comfortable breath, counting if he was feeling suffocated and said to her with irony: You are really the most crazy person I have met in my life. She looked at him with happiness and said to him in a serious voice: Do you know, Lycans, what madness is? Madness is the most beautiful thing in this life, so if you don't live your life crazy, you never lived it, and I wasn't going out because I didn't know a good place to go. .

I will come home early today, we can have dinner and then movie night. She nodded and smiled. - Then it is a date. They both went to their jobs, and while she was working she could not wait for the evening to come. She had an amazing romance movie on her mind and she wanted to watch it with him. The movie's name was "Beauty and the Beast" with Ema Watson. She had read about it in the movie's review and she liked it. She finished early, it was around 4 pm, she left the company. On the way to their home, she told the driver to stop at a local supermarket and she entered inside. She bought a lot of groceries, fruit, vegetables, meat, and of course candy. She planned that after the romantic movi

So cute. My drunk beauty ......

Gaby said. “You know what, Gaby, there was this film that my grandma always watched. She told us why she loved watching this. The story refers to two women who have had accidents. One was gorgeous and the other not much, but you can’t tell who because of their ruined face. So, that not-so-beautiful woman had the brains of the beautiful woman who died in the accident. The beauty had a husband and has memories of flashbacks.”

She said,cheekily. He laughed.”What if I get tired,ma’am. “Then..we could board a cab.” He smiled. He should really get used to doing crazy things with her. “Fine,let’s go.”He agreed and took hold of their hand. They both walk out of the house hand in hand not minding the paparazzi or anyone else. It felt as if they were the only two people in the world. *********************** And that was Lorenzo found himself at the cinema. She had chosen a romantic-comedy for them.

Not even the blooming trees at the racetrack could rival her beauty that day. Callan studied my expressions closely. He did not miss a single detail as I recounted the scene. The psychological tests went on throughout the night. By morning, the report was in my parents' hands. Callan explained, "It's primarily psychological trauma, along with severe hallucinations and delusions. I recommend inpatient treatment." "Bullshit! I'm not sick!" I roared. A sedative was injected into my arm. Even so, I thrashed and yelled, "My wife's waiting for me at home! I have to go back!"