The Beautiful And Damned Book Novels & Stories

He just shut the door behind him and began gesturing into the room, his eyes dragging across every inch of her body. Isadora’s body quivered from within, the look in his eyes stirring up something rough and dangerous within her. But she shut it out. Because… she couldn’t be dripping or desiring him again, like he and his brother didn’t fucking ruin her body like she was theirs to greedily ravish. “So, you are into stuff like this?” Damian asked, raising the book that she was reading. It was a dark romance, and the title was enough introduction about what the book contained.

And she's surprised when the lock suddenly opens in front of her. She saw an old book inside the vault. A dusty and black old book. Her curiosity becomes even stronger. She took the book and sit on the dusty chair. She opens the pages of the book and started to read its content. "Damien died because of her beloved woman who cheated him on their wedding day. Everyone thought that he really died but actually, he didn't die. He only falls into a deep sleep. And he will rise again once he can drink the blood of a young woman. A special person that has three different kinds of blood inside her body," she stops to read for a moment to catch her breath and then continue.

A smile found my lips in the dark behind my closed eyes. Subtle. Secretive. Belonging to no one but me. I was no longer just Georgia Mason, the flawless acquisition, the diamond princess preserved and displayed and maintained to someone else's precise specifications. I had become something else tonight under a bookstore awning in the rain. Something dangerous. Something that had remembered, in the press of warm hands and a mouth that meant what it did, that it was free. She left the water on the marble. The small rebellions are where it starts. -- J

Marcus and Liam organized search parties, sending scouts to various locations in the forest. One evening, as Clara was profound in her inquiry, she faltered upon an ancient, weathered book covered up behind a stack of dusty tomes. The cover was emblazoned with unusual images, and the pages were filled with enigmatic writings. She carefully opened the book, her eyes scanning the text. As she studied, a sense of fervor and fear filled her. The book contained a map, leading to a covered up cave deep inside the forest, where the Heart of Nyx was said to be hidden.

People say you can’t judge a book by its cover, they are right. “You remember me.” She said as her glassy eyes showed happiness. I can’t deny it, no matter what evil she has done in the past, I have to say she really is beautiful. No wonder they say the most beautiful ones are always the most evil. “It is not hard to forget a gold digger.” Felix answered, in anger and spite. Damian was still quiet. He looked dumbstruck like he didn’t expect she would be here. Well, no one did.

Damian quickly questioned. Belle hid both the book and the paper behind her back. Fortunately she had done it quick enough and her dress had been big enough to hide the book from Damian’s sight. “Yes, I did,” Belle looked at Damian and raised her eyebrows, “What’s wrong, Damian? Why do you look so worried?” “Please, do not leave all of a sudden like that ever again,” Damian begged, his voice and face was colored in nervousness. Belle understood his worries came from the trauma of finding Rachel dying, making her heart weighed with guilt.

inc or Knight mansion, after he encountered Victoria and Ethan together at her house, even a blind man could have understand what had happened between them by seeing all hickeys around Victoria smooth chest skin, it was very much visible to Alex eyes that Ethan had delicately devoured on each and every inch of Victoria body, Alex was raged to see his brother fucking the only women who is able to give him boner even with touching him, ever since Alex raped and killed Aarohi he was not able to feel anything, he faced a medical situation where he faced it hard to have erection, he tired each beautiful escort, he even tired his past girlfriend however he was not able to feel anything until he sa

Chapter 6: Dangerous Cravings The next morning, sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Damien’s Tribeca penthouse, bathing the massive bed in golden light. I lay tangled in the silk sheets, my body deliciously sore in the best possible way. Every inch of me still tingled from the way Damien had taken me again and again throughout the night his hands gripping my hips, his deep voice growling “good girl” against my ear as he drove into me until I screamed.

It was just a random pull, but Liz found herself stunned at the bold title. My Stepbrother Is My Lover. Her face twisted in disgust. She stared at the title for a moment longer than she should have. Seriously? She had expected ancient books. History. Something important. Not… this. Did Damien read this? Was this some sort of fetish? She shoved the book back into place, frowning. “I would never read something like that,” she muttered. She turned and nearly collided with someone. A man stood behind her. He was tall. Broad-shouldered. Impossibly handsome in a way that didn’t feel human. Well, that’s probably because he wasn’t human.

Lilith POV Damien's eyes closed and I screamed his name loud enough that it echoed off the catacomb walls and came back to me like the dead were screaming with me, my hands pressing harder against his chest where blood kept pumping hot and slick between my fingers. "Don't you dare." I was crying and I didn't care, tears mixing with blood and sweat while I tried to hold together a man who was coming apart under my hands. "We didn't survive all of this for you to die now."