Cruel Beauty Novels & Stories

The same being who had hurt me again and again, yet whenever I had nowhere else to turn, whenever the ground crumbled beneath my feet, it was his arms that closed around me to keep me from falling. He was devastatingly handsome—sharp features carved from obsidian, eyes like molten amber that saw right through to the bone, a presence so commanding it felt like the air itself bowed to him. But beauty in his kind was always a trap. His methods were ruthless to the bone, cruel in ways that made even the darkest corners of my soul recoil. He did not flinch from bloodshed he did not hesitate to kill anyone foolish enough to stand in his path. To him, lives were merely pawns to be swept aside, and

I try to move, but I'm stuck, reminded that I'm only just an observer. A woman steps gracefully out from the surrounding shadows. The woman from all my previous, agonizing visions. Her face is no longer half-rotten or decayed. It’s entirely, exquisitely beautiful now, hauntingly so. A chilling beauty that feels fundamentally wrong, like a smooth, perfect mask stretched deliberately over something ugly and cruel.

Islinda was not the one for hysterics but this was too much for her virgin eyes. She should have looked away but there was no hiding her interest in his beautiful body. Islinda almost suffered a nosebleed, how could someone look this beautiful, so perfect, so surreal? He had beautiful bronze skin. Lithe, but muscular. A solid six packs flowed down his abdomen, disappearing under the trouser he wore. Whoever assigned her to this fate wanted her dead! Her heart wouldn't stop beating.

, Rue laughed sipping the coffee once more and savoring the taste of the coffee in her mouth. The last time she had been at Carmen's house and drank coffee she ended up regretting taking it in the first place. It was so strong and by strong she meant bitter so much that it almost choked her. A trip to New York had done Carmen some good, looking around she noticed the few momentos Carmen came back with. Like her fireplace had these little glass dolls on top and they looked good despite being fragile. She also bought new paintings, some that looked very expensive coupled together with fuzzy woolen rags that simply warmed Ruby's feet.

ISABEL MAYS The silence stretched, it lingered after Aiden’s answer and stayed there longer than it should have, thick and uncomfortable, pressing against my skin. The woman’s eyes were still on me. Like I had stepped into a place I wasn’t meant to be. She was in a luxury mini gown with a shining red lipgloss which made her look like someone who was possessed. Aiden didn’t say anything else. He just turned and walked inside as if that would settle everything.

Beauty said smiling. "All these while, he didn't know he was preparing his own funeral. He thinks it will be him who will join Darken and the others to battle with River." Cretin said. "Now that you have completed the final sacrifice, come." He added and opened his arms wide as if he wanted to embrace her. Beauty closed the distance between them as she walked on the dark water, she entered his embrace. "To become more powerful than River, this is the last sacrifice you have to do." Cretin said and they both entered the dark water.

A little girl curled up in a dark corner with her knees to her chest. "Is being born beautiful a sin, Cade?" Cade gave her a sidelong glance, his eyes filled with disgust. "Are you gassing yourself up? Don't detach yourself too far from reality if you're going to flatter yourself. With your plain looks, you're just pretty at best." Even though Cameron was vicious and domineering, she was undeniably beautiful. Even Cade who had met countless bombshells had to admit that she was the most stunning woman she had ever seen.

“You’ve been like that since we were kids. But you’re not better. And being cruel to people who have never even considered harming you isn’t going to help your case.” I shook my head slowly, feeling a sneer of my own twisting my lips. “You may be beautiful on the outside. But underneath all of that physical beauty you seem to hold so much pride in, you’re one of the ugliest people I’ve ever known. Cruel and selfish and poisonous, right down to your very core.”

"Why are you treating me this way? I don't have the right to suck you anymore." "How many times am I supposed to remind you that we are not an item? You bore me to death." I state as bluntly as I can; maybe she will get the message this hundredth time. "Really?" Dark looks at Ruthless. "Beg your brother for me." Ruthless looks at me, then back at Madison. "You and I know that Cruel never lets a woman suck him more than once, so you should count yourself lucky for having that much opportunities."

My heart was beating too fast and I cannot move, not when my whole family was here, at this beast's mercy. The elite party lights, champagnes, and sexy music didn’t justify how disgraceful this place was. A pity party for the Mob families, announcing a dream of happily ever after which doesn’t exist in our dark world. Only the greedy attend this kind of party. Only those who bathe in power and cruelness attend this kind of party.