Hello Beautiful Book Review Novels & Stories

Don't just skip this book again; add to library. Enjoy! Your loving author; Natasha Gwen

5 years ago, I was blessed to open a publishing house as well. E.H. Publishing has had success with multiple top-selling books, and awards. I am grateful for my success, and the benefits packages that accompany it but, were I being honest with myself, I feel empty. It has been several decades since I felt a woman embrace. I have tried, I have tried to move on but, soon all becomes dust in the wind and I have yet to find someone who touches my soul just as my sweet Eliza did. I will never again be able to see her, feel her again.

Em gifted her a lavender, knee-length sleeveless dress. "Of course it is. After all, I chose it." She boasted a little. "James, this is another great gift. In fact, your gift is my second favorite after Justin's. And why before you speak, Em, I can't decide whose gift I love more, yours or James." Her passion for books is indescribable. So James gifted her with the Fi Percy Jackson series. Apparently, she was having trouble finding that series, so James gave it to her.

It was a dream about a set of people in a different world with different sets of rules. In Goodness’ dream, he claimed that he saw some people moving excitedly in an unfamiliar library at the centre of a small town. They were books with different covers: black, brown, yellow, pink and even blonde covers. The men and women all had long beards that extended to their jaw. The place was so weird with all sorts of weird customs and traditions and weird fruit bearing trees. The scent in the air was unpleasant like charred old newspapers. The sky was a worrisome grey, such as he had never seen before in his life. Some of the men carried historical books, screaming delightfully with open hearts as t

The moon was beginning to shine on us. We would take breaks, feeling breathless. My heart was leaping from my chest. I thought I knew how my first kiss would go, but this was better. I thought I would find some dull guy to be with, but Alex was different. I smiled at him. "This was amazing." "It was for me too." "My first kiss was given to you." "Do you regret it?" "No. Not at all." "And I'm glad you shared your first kiss with me." "I am too."

, She asked, raising an eyebrow. "Noticed what?", asked Ami in an alarmed tone. "Does it not fit me, do I look horrible, ugly?" Mabel smiled knowingly. "You look gorgeous, yours is a body shape most girls will die for, a petite hourglass body. Thank goodness you are always covered properly, otherwise I will have no chance at beauty pageants.With your pretty face and gorgeous body, you sure will give those girls a run for their money." "Pish posh," cried Ami, ``I am too short, how can I be gorgeous?"

“Yes, I am.” I stopped short, not really expecting that answer. “Umm… do you even know how I look like? I look horrendous,” I said. That was a lie. I didn’t really look horrendous if one could manage to look past my scar. I had long, dark brown hair and long dark lashes surrounded my hazel green eyes. Okay, maybe I didn’t look as bad as I wanted him to think, but with my scars, I was definitely no Barbie doll. Hunter shook his head. “I may be blind, Allison. But believe me when I say that… I see you.” His voice was serious… sincere. “And you… look unbelievably beautiful to me. Like an angel sent down from heaven.”

It was more. The book described excitement, but this was exhilarating. The book described happiness, but this was pure ecstasy. I have never in my life felt so alive. My mate... oh, my mate. She is beautiful. Her hair was a golden color, and her eyes were a sweet honey brown. Her lips are heart-shaped, and those curves—even her uniform—couldn't shield her jaw-dropping curves. Her eyes pinned me to the spot. My heart was pounding harder than it ever has; it felt as though it was about to explode as she took a step forward. And then another. And another.

I smile when I think about her, just like her hair she has a fiery temper. Later that day I get a call. "Speak." I commanded. "Afentikó, it took me awhile but she finally threw her trash out. I had to dig through trash to retrieve the test." "And what does it say?" Impatience can be heard in my tone. "It says she's pregnant." What he says stops my beating heart for a second. The vision of Layla round with my child fills my mind, bringing me a sense of peace I never felt before.

“Hello, sweetheart. Aunt Willa can’t wait to hold you.” “I think this kid is thrilled to see you.” I chuckled. “I’m so excited. How’s the room decoration going on?” “Still working on it.” I noticed a new painting. A mysterious woman on a beautiful landscape in the sunset. “That’s beautiful.” “Really?” She blinked. I saw the gaiety in her eyes. “Yeah. It’s the quietness, the contentment, and the beauty that is represented in the landscape and the sunset, of course. The woman is happy in her life.”