Cruel Beauty Novels & Stories

She croaked out in pain as I ran over to meet them. "You don't have to watch it." I said to her burying her face in my chest as Eric played it. He was made to kneel down with his hands suspended in the air by two strong metal chains. His clothes were torn, dirty and bloody. His appearance was heart breaking. Abigail sucked in a sob. She just couldn't take her eyes off. "Yeah, it's me. You like what you see?" That brain derailed witch turned the camera to herself as I clenched my hands. "Very soon, you wouldn't see him alive. His life is less vital than an ant's worth." She shrugged before walking towards David.

The sharp click of her 5-inch heels echoed through the lobby. She stopped in the center of the hall, her expression unreadable as she looked at the still little figure on the floor. "Still putting on a show? Is this what Howard taught you—how to fake sympathy? You really think that if you act pitiful enough, I'll soften up? Keep dreaming." Each word cut through me like a blade, stabbing my soul again and again. I wanted to scream—how could she? How could she believe such cruelty of her own child? My boy was gentle, obedient, innocent… Tears spilled onto his face.

, the man's face was perfectly chiseled and his neck was so thick that it could break any roper that would ever be put around it and god his scent was so infatuating when he was around but tonight was different, I felt nothing and felt that he smelt normal, I look at him and say “What are you doing here? And why are you in my cave that no one knew about?” his aura pushes out but I don’t bow to it like I usually would when anxiety hits me like a ton of bricks as I finally notice something or someone laying on the ground in my cave torn to pieces, “I came to look for you to bring you back to the pack as my mate, I know I was foolish a few months back but I want to change that I want you and I

"Me too,and I'm so happy that we did,it's so beautiful" "Yes it is"-Zee cloth was a beautiful elegant pich gown with lace all over it, a golden necklace is place at the neck with a low back cut,mine was all the same as Zee but the colour is just different mine was white,I choose to pick white because I love white while Zee hates white. She always made stupid excuse by saying white always make her scared, it just as if she's seeing a ghost anytime she saw someone in pure white cloth "You're crazy you know that? This white here Miss was suppose to be yours"

Christian Goldman I opened my eyes slowly, I felt my tongue stuck to my palate, my dry lips stuck together, my body was a mess of pain, sadness, suffering, I regretted that this meant I was still alive and I did not want to go on because nothing had any value for me anymore, but I was too cowardly to try to deprive myself of it and to my misfortune, death escaped me. My conscience tortured me day and night for having destroyed the only beautiful thing I had in my life, I cried because every memory was a stab in my chest.

Beauty’s apartment was a contradiction sleek designer furniture against walls painted a deep, dangerous crimson. The curtains were drawn tight, the air heavy with the scent of jasmine and smoke. She moved like a cat through the dim light, glass of wine in hand, the city’s chaos muted behind thick drapes. Marcus was in her armchair, his shirt damp from the rain, a smirk playing on his lips. “You enjoyed that little performance,” he said. Beauty took a slow sip. “Of course. I needed Jack to see you alive. I needed him unsettled.”

He wasn't going to console her or try digging deep into why she was crying. " You know what Carlos, once I thought that I was really beautiful and special, and that with my accomplishments at such a young age, I could get everything that I've ever wanted. But look at me, alone, abused, depressed, with nothing at all," Elvira said in pain.

Kyley dug her face into his fur as she cried. If anyone saw this, they'd be beyond shocked at the sight. It was a horrid yet beautiful picture painted with vivid emotions. In the living room of a rustic cabin, simplistic and quite pastoral. The peaceful setting is disturbed by the appearance of a gruesome beast whose head almost touched the wooden beams as it dominated the space around, causing a sense of chaos, wildness and savagery to hang around. But in the embrace of the beast that had its whole being wreaking of havoc and destruction as it growled and caused the place to shake in chaos... was a crying beauty who held on tight to it.

SERENA I was beginning to feel some sort of sweetness and pleasure, and my eyes opened slowly only to find out that the sweetness was from the physical. Alpha Dimitri’s finger was caressing my pussy slowly, then he began to use two fingers to massage and rotate it smoothly and slowly. My juice was slowly finding its way out of my pussy, and he also rubbed it on my clitoris which just made things sweeter. “Alpha.” I said softly, feeling the pleasure soothing me, and sparking bursts of fireworks in my head.

^^ with you gem so that I would rank higher or stand a better chance to be promoted. Was done in a braide atop whilst the rest flowed behind, her face glowing with immerse beauty that if anyone sees her would not only be shocked but Envious.. at the same time admire this beauty here. Her beauty was minimalist and nice to watch as if wanting to watch this beauty for so long... so malevolent.