Strong And Beautiful Novels & Stories

“It smells like you.” And just like that, she wasn’t just gorgeous. She was breakin’ my fuckin’ heart. I wanted to say a million things. How proud I was of her. How fuckin’ strong she looked. How I’d seen her half-dead and still fightin’. But I didn’t know if I could say any of that without crackin’ open entirely. So instead I said, “I’ve seen you strong. Seen you wrecked. But this?” I lifted my hand, gesturin’ to all of her, her fire, her stance, the steel in her spine. “This is the queen you were always meant to be.”

Strength is not the absence of pain. It is the ability to carry it. --- Until the weight becomes too much. --- Until something cracks. --- And even then— --- You keep going. --- Elena Voss had always been strong. --- Unbreakable, they called her. --- Relentless. --- Precise. --- Untouchable. --- But they had never seen her like this. --- Not as a leader. --- Not as a strategist. --- Not as a weapon.

A flush marks my skin where his hands, his mouth, have laid claim. I am magnificent. Not with a smooth, perfect beauty, but with a fatal beauty, marked by passion and storm. A beauty that has been taken, desired with a force bordering on destruction. I love this image. I love the power I see in my own gaze, a power that managed to provoke a hurricane in the most controlled man I know. He tried to break me, yet here I stand, more alive and radiant than ever.

It’s so easy we fall together like it’s just meant to be. This girls is everything. She is beautiful. gorgeous. kind. sweet. cute. adorable. fucking sexy. smart. brave. she has a strength I admire, she powers through her demons with a breathtaking and charming smile on her face. We are still moving, lips locked together. Only coming up for a single breath before moving back in. My tongue fills her mouth as I trace her lips as she copies me and does the same. Ok, I felt that right in dick. If we go any further, I’m going to be a rock down there.

He was always with his best friend, who was Luis, the boy who works at the company. Axel kept listening attentively. —One day I received a letter; it was a pink sheet, I still remember what it said. I quote Alicia. "Hello, "Al. I know you don't know about me and that hurts me, because I see you every day. That smile is the most beautiful; I would die for you to dedicate it to me one day. Sometimes I just sit and watch you. I know it sounds scary, but it's not. "I can't just stop admiring your beauty; I hope I don't bother you with these letters, little "Al." Sincerely. Your admirer.

And here they were, bare beneath my lips, laid out like fragile truths. She tried to turn her face away, to shrink into herself like she always did when she thought she was too much. It’s too ruined. But I reached for her gently, cupped her face with wet hands, and pressed my forehead to the back of her neck. “You’re beautiful,” I whispered. Not because it was what she wanted to hear, but because it was the only thing that felt true. “You’re so beautiful. And strong. God, you’re strong.” She trembled.

But I reserved the hug till when I knew he would be much stronger to receive it. “He is beautiful…” Sabrina said next to me. “So fucking beautiful.”

She was beautiful and strong. “Listen to me, Margo. You are not broken or dirty.” He said, causing her to tense up. “No. You’re going to listen to me. You are beautiful and strong. So fucking strong it blows my damn mind.” “Kane…” She whispered, blinking away a few tears.

She said with raised eyebrows. Rose was the better of both of us. She was the strong one the smart one, the bold one everything I did she could better. And I love her so..much I couldn't tell you. She was a cheerful, kind, beautiful and bold with a heart of gold. She had long, dark hair, soft brown eyes and a gentle smile that lit up any room. She was confident in her abilities and never hesitated to take on a challenge. She was kind to everyone she met, always willing to lend a helping hand. She was strong and never backed down from a fight. She's my a beacon of light in this dark world.

“Great. Everybody is now here. Emma, this is Alex. Alex, this is Emma.” A spark went through my body as we both looked up. And our eyes connected. I felt my heart thumping in my chest and my skin hair was standing up. I didn’t know what it was. Alex cleared his throat. “I’m Alex.” “Emma.” The spark increased as our hands touched. But there was something else too. I saw visions of us together. I pulled away, unable to take my eyes off of him. “Great. Now that everybody is acquainted. We should get going.”