Dangerous Beauty Book Novels & Stories

Even just to move her mouth or open her eyes Bella felt inadequate. She really felt that she was on the verge of life and death now. #Hello. Thank you for reading Dangerous Man until recently. If you wish, please give a review of this story. This will really help me to be better in the future. Thank you♥️

Third person POV: Every men kept looking at Victoria with lust dripping eye’s where as every women kept looking at her with pure jealousy, her slender well toned figure was screaming beauty, they way she way by swaying her hips was making men’s go hard in their pants, her flawless sparking skin and perking bold breast wear making men’s mouth go dry. Victoria gracefully walked towards nearby table and sat on chair with charm, soon four male waiters walked to her and offered her drink, she was not at all stunned by their reaction in fact she very calmly declined rest of waiters after she picked up a glass of blood RED wine from a waiter who was near to her.

Zia asked. " Relax beauty, we won't hurt you, but your family has to cooperate. " The man said in a deep threatening voice. Zia knew his type, the ones cold on the surface, never letting their true self out were the most dangerous ones, and this guy here seemed to be one. He didn't yelp about anything, nor show her just how much he was capable of against her. " Mister, I think you are mistaken, I'm an only child, an orphan, so if you had me here, no one could ever pay for ramsons if that's what you are after" Zia said with a smirk.

I gave my view. " I must say he is dangerous. But he wants you and it didn't seem to be a possibility that he will let you go. He is like a devil, overpowering, obsessed, and handsome as sin. " Aunt said. " Oh, please stop talking about him, aunt. I don't want to think about him. It's very late now. " I said and she went to her room. I fell on my bed and buried my face in the pillow. Why did Aunt have to remind me of that dreadful man??

Jane's p o v My eyes widened as I stepped into Dliz beauty spa, taking in the luxurious surroundings. With tall brown walls, crystal chandeliers, and plush furnishings that screamed wealth and exclusivity, I couldn't help but take my steps carefully along the marble floors. When Emily had called Anika last night informing her of my intention to book a treatment with her, I could hear the disbelief in her tone when she spoke to me directly.

I hate that it still feels like home, I try to hold onto the anger. I try to remember my sister. My brother. My mother. But my body betrays me, my resistance weakens and my movements slow. The fight in my wrists turns into trembling instead of pushing. His kiss softens slightly. Not possession now or dominance, but something rawer, something breaking. My breathing shifts. And despite everything — Despite the war, the lies, the blood, the threat — I melt. Just a little. Because I still love him. And that is the most dangerous thing of all.

She picked it up to look at it, and saw that it was a netty lingerie that was as good as no clothing. "You're wearing that to meet the boss later today" Sophia spoke from behind. Amaya felt her insides turn and she had the urge to throw up. Imagining the Don touching her again made her want to spit. How much he disgusts her. "He's damn handsome too and you can't deny that fact" her subconsciousness taunted. "Stupid mind" Amaya groaned, holding her head. Sophia laughed when she saw Amaya groan, and said casually, "come on, you should eat something".

“I have seen many. Some wear their ugliness on their skin. Others hide it behind beauty, gold and sweet words. But the most dangerous ones, Zoriana, are the Grey ones. They aren’t pure evil, but they aren’t good either. These people are the most dangerous, they are underestimated, unpredictable, and capable of doing anything.” Zoriana didn’t answer. She felt the cold diamond heart against her chest and thought of the “Beautiful Monster” waiting for her across the border. Tomorrow, she would enter the Iron-Heart territory. She was going into the lion’s den, and for the first time, she wasn’t sure if she was the hunter or the prey.

But she knew that every shared secret, every stolen moment, carried the weight of Nuel’s shadow, and the trap he was tightening around them. And still, the dangerous pull between them could not be ignored. Because no matter how carefully they moved, no matter how deeply they buried their feelings, the risk—and the danger—was rising. And Olivia knew, deep in her bones, that the day would come when the trap would snap… And when it did, there would be no escape .

“Tell me more.” I swallowed. My tongue felt thick. “I think… the book is honest about how desire can feel dangerous. Not just to society, but to the self. Once you let it in—once you name it, once you act on it, you can’t pretend it isn’t there anymore which changes the way you see everything else. Even yourself.” He leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled under his chin, studying me with that same focused attention he gives to a difficult passage. “And have you ever let it in?”