Novel Beautiful Hurt Novels & Stories

Both the pre-ruin and the post-ruin, I wasn't ready for any of it. My movements came to a halt when my gaze flitted across the street and landed on the poster of the new Fantasy series I had been waiting on; All the Beautiful Things. It was a trilogy. All the beautiful things are red, All the beautiful things are gold, and All the beautiful things are black. It was more like Romantasy actually. A wide grin crept up my face and I looked sideways, before slipping towards the bookstore even though I knew there was no car in sight. Volxe bookstore.

Perhaps his reason was related to the planned marriage. Caroline now realized that Jane must be devastated. Love that was blocked is always painful. Although Caroline had never experienced it before, she could imagine that Jane and Michael's perfect match would end in a sad ending. Their love story was full of struggle and secrecy from their family. They would often use Caroline as a cover, such as when they watched movies together, Jane would tell their parents that she watched it with Caroline to hide their secret.

Everything sucks! The world had stopped being beautiful without his green-eyed beauty. It was now dull and cold and cruel. It wasn't his first heartbreak but it hurt much worse than the first time. The inside of his chest felt hollow. In place of heart, a violent pain kept throbbing inside it. The burn of heartache was mercilessly tearing through his inside. He didn't want to feel this constant burning that she had left him with. It was a cruel torture. He didn't want to go on without her. The shadows were hunting him again. He felt the vicious claws slowly closing over him, dragging him back into its clutches. Only she could set him free. But she was gone. His angel was gone.

For the first time, it hurts to have people look at me like that, it hurts to watch Lillian fighting for me and I don’t know why I could not do that. This situation took me back to my high school when Cayden had to protect me from the school bullies, and I was stuck there. I miss him. Until this moment, I thought I got my senses and feelings back because of Alexander. But they not only involve love, happiness and joy, there are hurt and pain too. I could not care less now. I’ll kill her today for sure and maybe throw out of the window in front of me. I was a second away from turning around.

I hope that you enjoyed this story. This was one of the first full novels that I wrote. If you have you will also enjoy Across the Desk and the triology that it sparked. it is a dark romance story in which a young woman, Deanna, finds her true love and they forge a bond that not even her insane family can break. The second in the story is Weathering the Storm where their story continues. Then breaking the Eye Wall which they finally find the end of their nightmare together. WEathering the storm is already on goodnovel and Breaking the eye wall will be released in November of 2020.

She ambled to the dressing table and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her hands on their own went to her waist as she touched it slightly only to wince in pain. She pulled the material of her shirt up and her chin trembled at the sight of a big dark purple bruise on her skin. It has been days, the bruising was still there. She slowly pulled the zipper of her back down only to reveal more bruises that litter her back. It bruised this badly because Hunain had kicked her while wearing his boots, the heel of it had caused more damage.

, I called Kent who was dancing to the soundtrack of a singer Bruno Mars, Versace on the Floor. Kent realized I got a wound on my belly. " Lucy, what happened? Wait, I'll get a medicine kit!", he looks so worried about me. He went back with a cleaning kit for wounds. "I thought, I got them but I let it go, I'm so sorry!", I said while crying in pain. Kent told me to calm down. It's our first months as lovers but it turned into a catastrophe. It should be memorable with us having a time of ourselves but because of the accident, we will remember each month a disaster.