Novel & Cerita My Darling Sick Beauty

he said in a sarcastic tone that made Mj laugh a little “What's wrong with prince charming? Would you rather beauty and beast?” Mj said as he opened what looked to be an entrance door and the sunlight blasted her skin like a fresh shower, “Well atleast that one is real” Dante grumbled as they walked onto the gravel drive in front of the packhouse. Mj looked around again at the vast beauty of the wilderness that was all around her, she almost missed Dante’s comment “Wait, what? What do you mean that one's real” she said with sarcasm and a small smile.

as she slowly sang that I felt pains on my chest, she wasn't singing like Ed but she fucken sounded beautiful. She can sing? She can fucken sing?😭😭😭 Tears started waltzing down my cheeks. I was trying by all means not to cry but the tears just freely went out. "Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song When I saw you in that crash, looking so beautiful I don’t deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms

PRECIOUS "What about we do what Duke did to you earlier? All fingers in your wet p***y, what do you think?" My eyes immediately fluttered open, and I turned to see Nate giving me a wide smile. Heat flooded my thighs and the color of blossom red made its way up my face. "Please sweetheart, let's do it," Richmond pleaded softly. "We want you Precious, we really do." Damon said softly, desire beaming in his eyes. I turned my gaze to the others, except for Tiger who I was leaning against, and just like Damon, they all had desire in their eyes. Desire to have me.

Perhaps I had written this drive on my bucket list with hopes that the man I plan to fall in love with would be singing along, but I’ll be damned before I let that dampen my hopes because the man I am married to is the perfect man for me. The plan had been to lose my heart to him while he does not lose anything, not even his cruelty and heartless nature, so I should know better than to wait for him to grin at me and tell me I was beautiful even though I knew that I look like a gleeful fool. Hell has a better chance of freezing over. DAMIEN’S POV SHE IS BEAUTIFUL. She is also crazy and has a shrill voice that hurts the ear, but I can’t look away from her as she shakes her hair, raises her han

"Did I say that out loud?" Instead of answering, he burst into song. "It’s a disease they’ll never have a cure for. You’re the only way to dry my eyes." August Winterman—It had been Belle's favourite song as a teenager. She listened to it on repeat for weeks on end. The lyrics were apt, given her situation; Damien was the only cure for her strange affliction. 'But how does he know that?' Belle wondered. She shook her head, deciding it had to be a coincidence. Besides, if magic was real, why couldn't this guy be a psychic?

" That girl........Mia.........she sure is beautiful , isn't she ? " said Derrick . " She is beautiful . " said Antonio with a smile . " Usually who sees her..........immediately falls in love with her . Have you fallen for her ? " said Derrick a bit hesitant . " She is indeed a beauty . A priceless beauty but her hair was a bit too dark . " said Antonio with a smirk . " Her hair is beautiful too . Like dark-colored silk . You are wrong . " said Derrick .

“I’m afraid this is a little improper,” said Darryl. “Oh, really?” Madame Pandora smiled, making her seductive face lit up. She was so breathtakingly beautiful. “You don’t find me beautiful?” she asked while holding onto Darryl with one hand and using the other hand to sprinkle some pink powder in the air. Her movement was subtle, but still, it did not escape Darryl’s notice.

Turning her around he trailed kisses on her scar making her heart melt as with each of the kisses he mumbled 'beautiful. "You're mine to ravish and mine to cherish!" He said the deep words that sealed that night in pure bliss. The stars were beaming in happiness at the sight when they got their eyes covered by the scattered grey clouds that smirked mischievously at the hidden stars as the moon shines bright but pouted because of the evil clouds, when the clouds paced away moon sighed speaking the story of love as its tranquil light reached everywhere. The waves crashed with the rocks, dancing in joy as the boats sailed to the depths of life as two souls intertwined.

My words really got to him. The doors opened as I took in the environment once again. The colour was very similar to the gate's colour. The real difference was that the butter dominated the maroon inside. We got to the main parlour. The whole place was fully decorated. Abigail really did a great job. I loved the way the violet coloured sofa blended so well with the white coloured wall. The artworks she hanged on the wall were mesmerizing. I found myself feeling the painting with the tips of my fingers. The house was a duplex. The silver plates stair rims was shimmering. She did a great job.

Keith held the diamond ring and suddenly knelt on one knee before her. All of a sudden, the music started playing. The beautiful music sounded like an angel playing the piano, flowing into the ears of its listeners. Beautiful waitresses from the restaurant, adorned in white bridal dresses, held bouquets as they stood in two rows. They lifted up their bouquets, creating a sweet and romantic scene. Keith, who was holding the diamond ring, looked up at Summer at this moment. His cold, sharp eyes brimmed with affection. Still kneeling on one knee, Keith said passionately, "Be my girlfriend, Summer."