My Darling Sick Beauty Novels & Stories

I wasn’t sure when Beauty got this opinionated, but it was refreshing and scary at the same time. “Beauty, you didn’t tell me that you wanted to marry Mr. Zane.” She turned to look at me with the most innocent eyes ever. “I was going to tell you, but I don’t know how.” I laughed. “You know you can always talk to me, right?” She nodded. “So can I get married to Mr. Zane?” “Sure,” I replied. She smiled and went back to watching the sky. I caught Damien staring at me, and instead of looking away, he didn’t. He just gave me a smile, and it was so beautiful.

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 heard her muttering as I quickly changed my expression into the snarky one. “Hello, mia bella, Nice to meet you again.” Her eyes widened in horror, and I smirked as I slowly rose from my seat. Each step I took toward her echoed through the silent office. She didn’t move as I towered over her, drinking in every flicker of discomfort that crossed her face. “I was waiting for you for years, Bella,” I murmured, my voice low and dangerous. “And… it looks like the universe finally handed you over to me on a silver platter.”

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.

Some young, unmarried women were crying, unable to resist such a sight. However, for Beauty, her hands were trembling, fingers tight around her bouquet of white orchids and olive branches. She closed her eyes as the lyrics washed over her like waves, every note digging deeper into her chest. She told herself not to cry. But her eyes were already watering. “All of my doubts suddenly go away somehow. One step closer I have died every day waiting for you Darling, don’t be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years I’ll love you for a thousand more.”

The kind that sits in a room and doesn't leave, that becomes part of the walls, that you carry with you in your body long after you've walked away from the place where you first heard the thing that caused it. "He knew before I did," Zachary said. "Yes." "Dorian knew I was sick before I knew I was sick." "Yes."

curdling screams then muggling ******* brought on by the first belly stab falling to her knees looking up shocked mouth gaping eyes wide grinning glance steady holding holding holding the belly cut a cacophonous modern dance of agony followed by rapturous convulsing ******* that went on and on and on get a bat she implored she is a real ******* movie star the Greta Garbo of ***** a dark jewel a must have a hell wife goddess of dread a ******* *** genius my best girl ever fused by desire we kissed like **** loving catholic priests in adoration of their savior young boy *** castrato hitting the high notes she looked up with desperation eyes with glittering tears and said are you my black knigh