Film Beautiful Accident Novels & Stories

Was it something I wasn’t aware of? “I’m sorry sir,” someone replied to him. “We just got a call. She was involved in an accident and is currently bedridden.” “An accident? How did that, fucking happen?!” “A hit-and-run. Sources say she was trying to avoid hitting an animal only to collide with a huge tree.” “Dammit.” Nicholas seethed. “It just had to happen at this moment. The final shoot. Damn, our competitors are ahead. They released several movies and we haven’t even successfully released one!”

“I’ve been a curator for a while, but after my nasty divorce, Cenric and Gabe offered to fund my passion.” “I’m sorry.” I saw the pain in her eyes before it disappeared. I touched her arm. Again, she smiled. “I was young and stupid.” “We all had that one stupid moment.” I chucked because I had experienced it at hand, and now I got knocked up, and my baby daddy still didn’t have any idea I was carrying his child. “My brother, too. I’m just happy you found each other. He smiles more often now.” I couldn’t help but smile before I drank my sparkling water. “I was thinking of shooting our campaign in your gallery if you allow us. Of course, your gallery will be compensated and get a credit.”

“She’s filming a period drama in New Jersey at Film City. ‘The Beauty of a Pouring Country,’ directed by Noah Wood.” Ray tapped his fingers against the desk. That title rang a bell. He pulled up the production records and scrolled through the cast list until his eyes landed on a familiar name. Snow. Ray’s lips curved into a wicked grin. “Well now… this just got interesting.” He swiveled in his chair and barked an order to his assistant. “Cancel all my trips for the next two days. Book me a flight to New Jersey—immediately.”

Claire looked so excited when she heard Rosalie say that Ace loved all their photos, making Sierra glad as well, though she hadn’t fully participated in the photo shoot yesterday due to the accident she had gone through. Her eyes gradually drifted to another side, her gaze blank. Her mind began to race again— was what happened to her yesterday really just an accident? But if it was, why didn’t the lamp fall when Claire had been standing there much longer than she had? What was going on exactly? Could someone have wanted her to get hurt? The throbbing in her head struck again, so she shut her lids again, letting her mind soothe itself for a short while, though not completely. “I’ll find out f

They had not said a word to each other in days, he didn't know how he envisioned their marriage to be but it certainly wasn't going the way he had planned. Claire was meeting up with famous architect Jocelyn Banks about her new project and she was excited, she had decided they meet up at home since she had been feeling too hungover from the day before to endure one more minute outside. She asked Alice to help her set up for the meeting. Alice had looked extremely surprised that she wasn't going out and was even more surprised when Claire had requested for food to be prepared for the meeting. Jocelyn arrived a few minutes early while Claire was looking for a shirt to wear. Alice came to infor

Selena: Okay. She then hung up the call and followed a weeping sound coming from her right side. Her gaze fell on a beautiful lady sitting on a bench, crying all alone. Chewing her lip, she walked towards her and sat beside her. "What's wrong, Ma'am? Are you feeling alright?" The lady wiped her tears from a handkerchief offered by Selena, and looking at her, she replied. "I'm tired of my life. My husband and son always argued about one incident, which never let my family live peacefully."

Linda asked leisurely over the phone. “The location of the accident will be the shed in the backyard, where no one goes. A couple found there instead of in the banquet hall must be on a rendezvous, what else! News of Mr. Frost falling in love with the female doctor who cured him of his deafness has long spread far and wide. They were accidentally set on fire by the lone candle in the shed during their rendezvous. This explanation is foolproof!” the butler exclaimed. “Alright. Do it fast!”

Can you show me the surveillance footage that captured the accident? "Yes, Mrs. Ripley."

She had only met Damon Hale through pictures and tabloids and she had come to a conclusion that they certainly did him no justice,he was an extremely gorgeous man but terribly unphotogenic. “Miss Rowan,” he said. She wanted to tell him the truth—the ragged chain of events that had brought them both to the cliff, but her throat felt like it was closing in. She suddenly felt like a child being called before a principal.The officer cleared his throat awkwardly. Lena tried to sit up. “You should pray she never wakes up,” Damon said before anyone could ask a question.“Because when she does, I’ll make sure you wish you hadn’t.” She let out a breath that trembled. “It was an accident—”

“No. I mean no. I don’t like her.” “Do you want her number, Doc Flynn?” Ashleigh, one of their teammates asked. He hurriedly replied, “No, thank you.” Then he stood up to go far from his team. What he didn't know is that the event photographer snapped a photo of him smiling while looking at the laughing Nuala.