My Darling Sick Beauty Novels & Stories

She was as dumb as a sack of nails but also pretty sweet when she wasn't being weird. The last was Starliss Bexley, the most beautiful in the group. She had everything possible to be tagged a queen bee. Beautiful and silky honey blonde hair, healthy powder sugar skin, bright aqua blue eyes. If I hadn't grown up with her, I would have thought she was proud and conceited and went after the football team, but she did none of those things. She was just a quiet sweetheart, and probably the only one among us who acted like an adult.

Oh, how he desperately craved to kiss those eyes. "It's true that I've been so busy with the wedding lately that I've neglected her and left her lonely! Once I see her, I'll make sure to spend more quality time with her and try to cheer her up. That way, she won't feel so upset," Luciano mumbled to himself as he drove. After all, my whole world revolved entirely around him and Mario. "That's right! Mario! She cried a few days ago because she had a dream about Mario falling sick! How utterly pitiful yet adorable," Luciano thought.

I say my darling, you are wonderful tonight Oh, my Darling, you are wonderful tonight. I turned my face upwards, and Sandy covered my lips with hers. We kissed deep and long, our tongues caressing as the music faded away. I didn't care if this was a dream or not, I wanted it, and I needed it. Sandy pulled away slightly, her eyes locked on mine as her hand cupped the side of my face. "Melanie? May I take you to bed?" "Yes," I moved closer, my lips brushing against hers again. "Yes, please."

SCARLETT There was indeed no stopping him after he saw it in my eyes that I was sure about it. As we both stared at each other, completely naked and tethering on the verge of cruel insanity…he waited a little longer. “ Do you want to be fucked or do you want me to make it sweet, Darling? ” Izer smirked, as he hovered above me. Lying under him, and waiting for him to do something…I didn’t expect him to say this.

The bodyguard touched his nose awkwardly and thought to himself silently, "Monica is so ugly until she has frightened Young Madam Candy, so Young Madam Sigrid drove her out. However, she is still dissatisfied and insists that she is not ugly. Furthermore, she also claims that Young Madam Sigrid and Elizabeth are only beautiful because of their makeup, and that they look ugly without it..." From a man's point of view, the few women in front of him weren't just good-looking after putting on makeup! If this was the standard one should have to be considered good-looking, how should a girl look to be considered as very good-looking?

It's better for the two of us to not talk to each other. I sigh, stretching my forelimbs and a yawn escapes my mouth. My eyes land on her contagious smile and the slight crease of her skin at the corners of those bow-shaped cherry lips. I hope I'm not hallucinating like yesterday because, honestly, her eyes look f**king beautiful when she smiles like that. Even the corner of her eyes seems to be smiling along. In fact, her whole face lightens up when she's happy.

' Sesh cuts in, her eyes sparkling with envy and something much more disturbing, like darkness and despair. At that moment, Tammy realized she lost her friend. The person in front of her is not Sesh she knows so well. On the contrary, this maniacal girl with curly locks is nothing more than a victim of a dreadful disease. Thank you, Sesh, darling.' Luther intervenes, shifting his blind stare to her and caressing her cheek. Sesh welcomes his touch completely bewitched by his sickly authority. Watching the two of them so close together makes Tammy sick to her stomach and she can't help it but frown repulsed.

He (Carls) checked her temperature, looked at the thermometer, and said, "101.2, Miss Marigold you are officially sick." She felt Beau begin to shake as he thought, 'She's sick, probably because I kept her in the rain for too long. I don't want to leave her…' She said, "Beau," he (Beau) looked at her, saying, "Yes my Princess," and she said, "I'm okay." Beau thought, 'She knows… she knows I'm worried about her… But how can I not be when she's sick…' He touched her forehead and said, "I know… I'm just…" She kissed him (Beau) on the cheek, interrupting him mid sentence, and said, "I'm okay, it's just a simple cold, right Carls?" Carls smiled and said, "Yes that's right. Miss Marigold will be o

Dean cleared his throat loudly and Darius sniffed. I didn't know what to think of that reaction. "Is it... Perhaps it's too much, let me go and change." "No!" Darius barked. His lips curved into a soft smile. "It's... It's nice, it's not too much. It's just so..." "Beautiful." We all turned to stare at Duke whose eyes still remained fixed on me. He smiled softly, his beautiful brown eyes glowing like balls filled with magic. "You look so beautiful."

“Hi again, Starr. I hear you’re not feeling well?” Bella reiterated for what felt like the hundredth time that night, “I’m anemic and I have low blood sugar. I just got a little sick on the pedestal with the bright lights, but I’m fine now.” “Oh shit, I forgot the food,” Darian exclaimed, rushing towards the door. “I had it, then I saw her and—shit, I’ll be right back, don’t faint.” He pointed at Bella, as if she had any control over that.