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Now there was some real, serious explanation he needed to give me. *** Hello Lovely People! I hope you liked the first chapter. Don't forget to leave your comments and share my book. Stay tuned since a lot is awaiting. Love, Krystal GoodNovel

** **yet, I never knew that he is a beast and I am HIS BEAUTY. ***************** ***************** Hello beautiful readers, it's me your author. Hope you all are loving the book. Keep loving and keep reading. With love, Author The Cloud.

Though she wasn’t that classically beautiful, she possessed an attractiveness that always merits attention. She wasn’t surprised when she arrived and her flat mate Meera was already there. She looked radiant and happy. Voicing out her observation, Meera just blushed but what she said confirmed Eliza’s suspicions. “Am I that obvious, Eliza? Oh, I am just so happy that he finally noticed me after all these years.” Meera sighed moon-eyed.

"Maddy! When did you get here? I didn't even notice you!" I chuckled, enjoying the moment of surprise. "Well, you were pretty lost in whatever you were reading. So, what's the name of the novel that has captured your attention?" I asked gently, nudging at her. Hazel's face fell, and a hint of sadness crept into her voice. "It's called 'Demoralised Plaything.' It's about a girl who feels trapped and controlled by someone she thought loved her, only to get pulled in by someone else and still remain insecure."

In the vibrant awakening of spring, the rain always tasted faintly of unmapped potential and rich, wet earth; in the deep, bleeding dark of autumn, it tasted exclusively of bitter iron, decaying concrete, and the definitive end of things. Tonight marked the precise one-year anniversary of the catastrophic night the luxury penthouse at the Pierre Hotel had transformed into a raging, multi-million-dollar funeral pyre. Outside the heavily fogged plate-glass windows of the newly established Halsey Street Bakery, the city of Newark was completely bathed in a miserable, persistent grey drizzle that turned the distant streetlights into blurry, bleeding halos of amber light. The dark streets were re

“ I am here now, we can go to that favorite restaurant you like.” The woman in Front of him was dashing and beautiful. She tied her black nappy curly hair into a sleek bun leaving her slender chocolate- caramel shoulders to show off. She wore Jayden’s favorite red dress that he bought for her. It was 2 inches above her knees and it hugged her body perfectly. Her body and face was surely a sight for sore eyes. A pair of silver stilettos which fitted her feet perfectly beautifully matched with the expensive diamond necklace and stud earrings he bought for her three days ago. Jayden spoiled Natasha without any regrets and did close to nothing for Laura.

" I tease "I'm going to make you mine." “She bites down on her plump lower lip. "I want to be yours."i said with my face mirroring the same look on his face. “He then clasped his hands with mine moving is out of the the dance floor and unto a balcony a little bit dark but seluded. “It's pretty out here," I say, leaning with my elbows on the concrete railing. The balcony faces the center of the city giving it a breathtaking view."This place is beautiful but not as beautiful as Greece"I sigh.

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."

“Excuse me? Could you help me out?” What happened next confused me. My throat went dry, I forget how to speak, and my stomach filled with butterflies. He was beautiful. Wait, could men be beautiful? Handsome would be an understatement. This guy looked like he inspired poetry. Or maybe turned friends to enemies with fights over him. Brows dipped in annoyance, he asked, “What you need?”

There was a little hall, with the torch on the wall, whose light was almost gone, and a cell at the end of it. It looks like someone wanted this place to stay hidden, for his pleasure and sickness, so that no one can find it. A sudden sound of a smashing was drawing their attention and a smell of blood, was all over the place. Maya was the first that run toward the cell, but Draven’s fast reflexes saved her when the same iron bar doors flew in the air. There she was, standing in her full glory. His Raven, his beloved one. Even with the blood and exhaustion, she was the most beautiful creature that Draven ever saw, in his entire existence.