Something Beautiful Novels & Stories

I decided to break the silence. “The city is beautiful.”. I said calmly. It really was. Especially since I hadn't seen it in months. It used to look so ordinary to me, now it felt like a breath of fresh air. I guess you really don't know the worth of something till you lose it. “Yes, it really is.”. He said calmly. I always wondered how and why he kept such a stoic expression. I had to admit though, it did make him look more attractive. I had to come to terms with the fact that despite his previous actions, this man was drop dead gorgeous! I really couldn't keep denying it.

i said. “Shh don’t fight it besides my friends say I give good hugs.” He said with a small smile, I could imagine the dimples beginning to form on his cheeks. I have seen them, they appear whenever he smiles, they are beautiful, he is beautiful. Handsome should probably be the right word but handsome is a word that does not do as much justice as beautiful. Handsome is plain, stiff, boring. Beautiful is complex, warm. Beautiful is a beautiful word. I leaned into his hug. It was warm, like that of a friend, like the type of comfort that only someone who never wants to see you hurt can provide.

I woke up to the sound of my phone going off. I sat up, grabbing it, confused. No one had ever messaged me, and I didn't have friends. Picking it up, I opened the message. good morning, beautiful. I hope your day is as beautiful as you. a smile came to my face, my cheeks burning red as I felt a mix of things that I could quite put my finger on. morning who did you get my number? A few moments passed before my phone buzzed again with a response.

Terror washed me. "Hello Beautiful" "Hun....Hunter?" He is smiling at me in a way that makes me shiver. "In the flesh" Oh no. Please no.

Fuck, she is beautiful. "Make me yours tonight, baby"

I wanted to see him when i would go home. And when i saw him... I felt my heart stopped breathing. Don’t take me wrong. He was looking so beautiful with. They truly complement each other. I would say if Cyrus was handsome, his husband Louis was beautiful. And i loved when he blushed. Cute... I knew Cyrus was faking possessiveness and jealousy but in real, he was so happy and glowing in love.

"You're beautiful." The word felt inadequate. She was more than beautiful—she was sunset over the Atlantic after a storm, she was the first breath of spring after a brutal winter, she was every damn thing he'd convinced himself he didn't need until she'd walked into his life and proven him spectacularly wrong.

It was as if she were wearing a dress made of stars and she was the brightest. Thea smiled at him and tried not to chuckle at his foolish image, however, it was difficult when he was still with his mouth opened. Then she extended her arm, "are you not going to help me down?" He moved his gaze from her face to her lovely neck and followed her arm, then he stepped towards her as if she was hypnotizing him. "I... I..." he looked at her, "you are beautiful." The moment was almost as if it was the first time he saw her. When his breath was taken away and he didn't mind losing the air just to watch her for a few more seconds.

i sigh "It's beautiful" she whispered But as beautiful as you. Kyle damnn...where did that come from? "So..don't get mad,but i took a photo of you,unaware" "You what!???" She screamed "Well yeah...you looked so cute in it as well" "Let me see" she ordered I showed her the picture and she looked impressed "your phone camera is really good for pictures" "A picture is only as good as the model" and i saw her face get flushed