The Beautiful And Damned Book Novels & Stories

And that distraction came in the form of none other than Hooriya. A girl with the name 'beauty of paradise' yet here she works as a whore in a brothel. He knew he deserved a woman exactly like her. A sinner for a sinner. But why did her eyes harbor such shyness and modesty which he hasn't even seen in those women who claimed to be so pure and dignified? What would happen when he found it, she wasn't what he presumed her to be. He will soon realize he wasn't worthy of her. A man like him couldn't ever have a woman like her. But it was all too late.

Chapter 4: The Unveiling Storm Morning light filtered through the penthouse windows, painting the rumpled silk sheets in soft golds that matched the lingering warmth in my body. I lay tangled with Damien, my curves pressed intimately against his hard lines, his arm draped possessively over my waist. The events of the night replayed in my mind like a fever dream—the gallery, the desperate joining, the way he had claimed every inch of me until I felt reborn. My pussy still throbbed deliciously from the repeated invasions, slick with the remnants of our passion. Yet as his fingers began to trace lazy circles over the swell of my hip, stirring fresh desire, a quiet unease settled in my chest.

Doman’s POV Dami froze beside me the instant we saw Axel and another woman. The argument between them stopped immediately. Axel’s face turned crimson, like a man caught redhanded. “What the hell is happening here?” Dami’s voice was sharp. I quietly handed her bag to her sneaky assistant, Sophia, and folded my arms. Axel didn’t answer. The woman crossed her arms with defiance. “And what does it look like? Mind your business, bitch.” Damn. She had guts. I loved a good scene, but this was Dami’s moment not mine.

— Then it's done, she will go, I don't want to either, but she wants to. Gabriel said. Alicia saw Gabriel's hand and took it. He looked uncomfortable, but he didn't push it away. He stared at Alicia and they kept that gaze without either of them saying anything. Later, Gabriel took his hand away, turned back. Alicia saw where he had turned. He saw a really beautiful woman. Dark hair reached her shoulders; beautiful, spectacular makeup, she was coming towards them. —Love, are you done? The woman asked. Alicia raised her gaze to that woman; she challenged her with her gaze. Alicia was intimidated and lowered her gaze immediately.

I was so engrossed in my self fuck, that I didn't hear the door click open the finger walked in. My first instinct was to stop what I was doing. But, I didn't, I kept stroking myself, slowly, with my eyes fixed to his gaze. Damian seemed to be surprised at the scene that he stopped dead in his tracks, his dark eyes narrowing as he took in the scene. A slow, dangerous smirk spread across his face, but he didn’t move to touch me. Instead, he leaned back against the door paneling, sliding his hands into his pockets. He looked ravishing handsome and just by gazing at him, I could feel myself cumming.

My pulse quickened, I felt so close to blacking out, I was shivering, and it's a good thing I'm not wearing heels, Vincent pointed to me to sit down, and I did, on my other side, Alexander was there, he offered me a hand under the table, which I squeezed hard, I wish Leo were here. "Your Honour, the prosecution will show that on the night of 8th September, the defendant, Hazel Romano, intentionally damaged the property of Mr Cyrus Porter, specifically scratching and denting the vehicle beyond minor repair. Eyewitnesses place her at the scene, and surveillance footage corroborates the claim," he says, right, I did that, he could just say I smashed the car beyond recognition. My stomach twiste

The cold was freezing, Ana was merely on a silk blue gown, off-the shoulder; showcasing her delicate collarbone which was adorned with pearls to her ears and a net arms glove. She shivers gently under the cold night breeze, until she caught Dam's scent it scents of dominance as his masculine figure strode into the orchard. "Alpha Dam!" Ana called with a bright smile as her heart thuds fast, His handsomeness captivating as usual, so tall and imposing, exuding an effortless charm that was as captivating as it was dangerous, his rugged strong masculine jawline and a razor-sharp nose, fixed to a broad. "I trust you wouldn't dare leave, I was right" Damian said with a smirk as he walked towards h

I don't want to leave you hanging so I will explain how I planned on ending this book as well as those on Good Novel The Beautiful Silence, My Famous Mate, and The Werewolf Kings Mistress. His Young Luna- So with this story we were actually close to the end anyways. Sampson and Odessa were going to finally mark each other. During her Luna ceremony Edward and Angela were going to attack with their new pack. Of course a big fight was going to ensue with Sampson and Odessa winning and living happily ever after.

The maid begs. "I don't need your dirty money." Charles picks up a glass of champagne on the table beside him. He raises it over the maid's head and bends it. The champagne pours over the maid's hair, flowing down her white clothes. Her hair, face and clothes are wet and stained. Charles smiles sly as he takes in the maid's wretched look. A maid does not deserve to be treated properly. "Charles, stop it." Francis pleads. Charles throws the empty glass on the ground which shatters to sharp pieces.

Me! A tumbled mass of loosely curled light brown hair was spread over half of my pillow. Every thought of her fearing me faded when I watched her face. Her cheek looked soft, like peach skin and flushed out with sleep. Her eyes, the color of deepest sapphire were hidden with her swollen eyelids, dark lashes fanned out over the dark circles under her eyes. Her rosy lips were pale but I could tell how her lips would have looked if she wasn’t this sick. Despite the conflicting thoughts that invaded my mind, I couldn’t help but admire her beauty. Sick or not, she was so damn beautiful that her beauty made my chest ache with a foreign feeling.