The Beautiful Lies Novels & Stories

" Reynold fell silent instantly, sliding down the wall until he sat helplessly on the floor. Brian crouched beside him and patted his shoulder. He said, "I've known you both for years, and I've witnessed everything Adrianna has done for you. Five years ago, when your company's funding dried up and debt collectors came after you, she stepped in front of them. Without her, they would have torn you apart. He continued, "Later, she went around securing sponsorships, drinking and entertaining business executives until she had ulcers—and she never told you about it. "But what about you? Look at what you've done—which of your actions has shown any appreciation for her sacrifices? Think about this t

(ONE MONTH LATER) ....She makes me wanna get off the road Wish I could turn it off, let it go But she's too fucking beautiful. - "Beautiful" by Michele Morrone ***** In the heart of the woods, far from civilization, a grand, ominous mansion stood tall. The silence was broken only by the occasional cries of agony and despair echoing from deep within. Inside the lavish lounge, a man sat on an opulent chair, sipping wine while gazing at a photograph in his hand. His lips curled into a smile as he studied the image—a woman with flowing brunette hair, her nose scrunched as she held a playful puppy.

She laid on it and placed her drink on the nearby small table. She then covered her beautiful bikini-clothed body with her kaftan and brought down her glasses to her eyes like it would stop her from hearing what Nella was saying. “It’ll be best if you pick your ass up and get fucking laid, Maren,” Nella said with a mischievous raised brow, “knowing that you work too much and we both know you’ve been starved for too long. “Trust me, I'm living off of the after result of having that thought once,” she replied with her eyes to the sky as the sun cast elegant rays on her skin.

he asked quietly. Beauty folded her arms, satisfied. “Then I’ll expose him too—CIA leaks, memory suppression, secret marriages. The world will eat that up.” She tapped her phone. “Book it. Confirm vendors for tomorrow’s extended rehearsals. I want the ceremony started early... and I want Judah in that suit—ready to say ‘I do’—before anyone changes their minds.” Eric exhaled, unsettled but without dissent. Beauty placed her wine on the table, stepping forward confidently—no longer the vengeful bride, but a strategist launching her coup.

My hand is on her doorknob before I can think twice, pushing it open without a sound. It's dark, soft moonlight slipping between the curtains and casting pale shadows across the room. Beatrice is laying on her side, blanket around her hip, lips parted slightly, dark lashes fanned against her cheeks. She looks peaceful, so fucking innocent.

“I know there is. Daniel doesn’t look like a man in control. He looks like a man racing to win before someone else does.” Lucien considered her words. “You’ve put yourself in the middle of all of this.” She met his gaze. “I was already there.” A long pause. He spoke again, quieter. “You shocked us.” “Good.” Outside, the media storm only got louder. And somewhere higher up, someone realized Lila Hart wasn’t going to break. Her phone buzzed. Unknown number. She answered, steady. A distorted voice came through. “You should have taken the marriage deal.”

she beams as she sits down on the chair and takes her notebook and pencil. "You like swimming?" I ask, watching her doodling again on her notebook. I feel like I won't get tired of watching her. The longer I look, the more I realize why she is beautiful. She has long eyelashes that whenever she blinks or gazes, her eyes become more dreamy and gorgeous. Her childlike facial expressions are making me crazy. Like, right now, she is pouting her lips as she concentrates on something.

This was such a long day, he thought. Nolan was a person, you will call beautiful. The type of person that can dress like a girl and look beautiful as a girl. If someone were to tell you, he was a boy, you wouldn't believe that person. He was almost a seventeen years old lad, who was almost six feet tall, with black shiny beautiful eyes, light shiny blue hair, red lips and white skin filled with scars and bruises, virtually at his back, which were mostly on his back. Because he was a beautiful boy, with long eyelashes, he trimmed almost every two months, both genders wanted to have a taste of him, by getting into his bed. He wanted to avoid that and kept himself pure and obeyed every word hi

She found herself recalling a lyric from, Scars to your beautiful by Alessia cara. * There's a hope that's waiting for you in the dark You should know you're beautiful just the way you are And you don't have to change a thing The world could change its heart No scars to your beautiful We're stars and we're beautiful* So yeah... We are all beautiful and shouldn't let anyone's opinion make us doubt that fact. **** " You look dazzling. " Aiden commented when Malisa came downstairs... " Hm... Thanks. " They were about to head out of the house when the butler met them...

Believe, Love and Lies Episode 28 Lisa entered the house and she couldn't wait to enter the bathroom and change what she was wearing She felt disgusted with the blood in her dress After changing her she lay down on her bed immediately because of exhaustion But few minutes after she fell asleep She opened her eyes and stood up from the bed She looked out as she smiled Yeah, it was a smile but it felt more like a death sentence The original indifferent face which didnt seem to care about anything in this world