Sweet Beauty Novels & Stories

His hand brought the sheet upto my neck while his eyes stared at mine . " There is no need to work today , I have arranged food for you , You can order more with the work phone in my office . Number is written beside it " I nodded . " If anything happened call the last number on the diary next to the phone , understood ?" I nod once . " Take care , we'll be back by evening "I bite my lip as he suddenly kissed my forehead and walked out . EH ? Why is my heart beating so loudly ? I was eating some chips and going at the back of the house since they had a T.V there , I walked across the cabin but stopped and walked inside it .

She found a white one with a small bow at the left side of the waist and a semi-sweetheart detail with a thigh-high slit. “Excuse me, can I get that dress?” Arya asked a sales assistant that was close by and pointed at the dress. The sales assistant who Arya knew as Debby due to her name tag, rolled her eyes silently before turning to face Arya with an obvious fake smile. “I'm sorry but the dresses placed on the display aren't for sale, you'd have to pick another one,” Debby said briefly. “Why? Is there something wrong with the dress?” Arya’s previously happy air plunged into darkness when she heard the news.

People are attracted with his personality. Just like when we were still in elementary. He never changed. Later on, Rhean joined the on going commotion. She is one of our pretty classmates. Rhean seemed to be enjoying Kai's company. Then for a moment, Kai looked at me. He then planted his evil smirk and evil stares. Those eyes! Those eyes and stares are what makes me feel so darn defeated. "Let's grab lunch later okay?" Trix blurted out of nowhere. This girl should learn how to behave well.

Thank you all for always supporting “Sweet Treachery”. I couldn’t have asked for better fans. I love you all!!! I rush to the window to catch a glimpse Of how life used to be wonderful How there were no worries and I was at ease I had my family’s love in full But all I see is the tears of the moon In the form of dew And the life which I once knew Is now a poor shadow of itself PenaciousShewa

Fuck she is extremely beautiful. "Luciana I dare to you make out with Ares" the drunken red head said while she was giggling at the shy girl whose name I got to know now is Luciana. I looked at her to see her hazel orbs wide as she licked her lips slowly while looking at me. Her lips looked so full and pink that I just want to bite with my own teeth and maybe this is the only chance I have to do this.

It was obvious from the way they looked at me, wondering what laid beneath my modest outfits. Caleb Harlan, the camp's most popular badboy. He moved about with that smirk he wore on his face, one that said he heard every sermon on temptation but was till hell bent on being a tempter. Caleb was the guy smuggling in candy bars that tasted like forbidden heaven, telling ghost stories that caused the little ones to shiver in fear and flirting like it was his job.

The way everyone else orbits around them says enough. At the head of the table is a girl with hair so glossy it reflects the overhead lights like spun gold. She doesn’t eat so much as toy with her salad, her manicured fingers slicing leaves into smaller pieces she never bothers putting in her mouth. Every time she laughs, the sound makes the room tilt a little toward her, like gravity itself bends to her will. She’s not just beautiful. She’s terrifying. And I know without being told—this is the queen bee. Her name, whispered in the halls this morning, was Victoria Hale. Daughter of some real estate mogul, old Blackridge money. Her family has enough property in this town to own the ground we’

Did he not like what he saw? The seconds passed heavily. Finally, he looked up and met my eyes. Without any hesitation, he said, "Beautiful... so beautiful." His praise was like a melodic piano piece playing in my ears. "This figure, this body... You are perfect. There isn't a single flaw to be found. You are truly stunning. My angel."

"You're closer than you think, Beauty." "Who?" she insisted, fighting to retain control of her senses. The rich, dark scent of jasmine and sandalwood be-fuddled her mind. "I am the sin siriche du, Beauty. I am the one for you." "Are you from the twentieth century too?" she asked dizzily. "What's wrong with me? Why do I feel so strange?" "Hush, Adrienne. Let me love you as you deserve. You are the only one for me..."Too late he realized his error.

She pulled her hand away slowly, her wet fingers shining, but she didn't cover herself. "Elena... I was just..." Elena's eyes met hers, a small confident smile tugging at her mouth. "Thinking about me?" She moved closer, her hips swaying slightly. Samantha nodded, unable to speak, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Elena reached the bed, her knee pressing into the mattress as she leaned down, her face inches from Samantha's. The scent of Elena's perfume, made her feel intoxicated and the scent mixing with her own scent made a fresh batch of wetness gush through her legs.