My Darling Sick Beauty Novels & Stories

- Well, I think in the morning and more recently in the evening. - So during the day you are absolutely fine? - I think I am regarding my state… Belle was gazing at me with wonder hazel eyes. As she understood the situation better her eyes grew larger. I was too week to even think. Maybe that is why I am sick for starvation. In the end she locked look with mine and a shy smile appeared on her serene face. - What is it? Why are you smiling? - Because I finally get it. Your nauseas, your sickness in the mornings and in the evenings; symptoms that only one kind of state would give.

she said with concern written in her voice. I nodded as I waved an assuring smile. “Yes, I’m okay.” “Then what was that about Damian claiming that you were his?” She asked. “Promise you won’t freak out.” I pleaded and she nodded. “You know that stuff I said about being sold off to a billionaire…blah blah.” I said and she nodded correspondingly. I paused, “that was about me.” She didn’t react. More like she didn’t understand. “I’m being sold off to Damian Cooper as a slave in the disguise of a bride!” I said.

I snapped. “And you shouldn’t have been there with Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Suspicious,” he shot back. “What’s his name again? Damien? Donald? Dandelion?” “Damon,” I said through gritted teeth. “Right. Damon. Very broody. Very mysterious. Very good at… leaving you alone in a bar full of creeps after your date.” “He didn't leave me there.” “Mm-hm.” He drawled the sound like he was humoring a child. “Sure. Totally looked like two people who were definitely not on a date.”

This glow made Natalie even more beautiful than before. "Not at all…" Natalie felt bashful at the praise. When her eyes landed on Felix, she quickly waved him over. "Come here, Felix. Let's go see Mercy." Felix smiled and joined Natalie. Natalie led him to the large bed nearby. Mercy lay in the center, sleeping peacefully. Her cheeks were rosy, and her tiny hands were clasped gently on either side of her head. "She's so cute…" Felix whispered. Shirley gasped. "Adorable. She's so tiny."

The piano had a beautiful name, too;”Darling Sunshine". Daphne couldn't help but stroke the shiny black lid in awe. Resting on top of the lid was a red rose. Suddenly,Daphne remembered that after they had sex last night,Griffin had held her in his arms and whispered in her ear, "You are my darling sunshine.” Her face burned from shyness. It turned out that Griffin was such a romantic! Seeing the happy expression on her face,Miranda beamed at her. "Miss Howard, how about you try it out? I'd love to hear you play."

His innocent beauty brought so a good deal of happiness in his life, but now she is also going to leave her as like Melisa. This thought is paining him the most since he decided to divorce her, still, he doesn’t want to mend his ways and stop this divorce, no matter how hard others will try. He can’t take Skylar’s distrust at him. …………………………………………….. The next Morning Skylar woke up lazily and her eyes turn wide in amazement with the waves of joy, after seeing her room is decorated with flowers and looking so beautiful and soothing to her heat. She stood up and took a deep smell of flowers while closing her eyes and spread arms like welcoming the enchanting and fragrant morning.

Once I slipped into a gorgeous slip dress that stopped right at my knee, I swirled in the mirror with a satisfied tug in my belly. The color of the day was white according to the voice. The dress had its back dipped lowly, only stopping a few inches above my waist. The neckline was a high cowl that rested on my collarbone “You are beautiful…” She faltered. “Ophelia,” I added, watching her through the mirror as she admired my dress. She nodded. “You are beautiful, Ophelia.” “You are gorgeous too.” I complimented right back. “I'm Stella.” She introduced.