The Beautiful Lost Novels & Stories

“I have to take a less direct route, so it’s going to take me even longer. There are a few cities along my way for travelers that are safe for me to stop in. Each is about a week apart, so I’ll be able to restock in each place.” Connor nodded. “Not a problem, my boy. It’s the least I can do after the years you’ve spent here and all the things you do for us.” “Thank you.” Shaun looked over at Bella, who hadn’t stopped watching him. He noticed the look in her eyes behind the few strands of her blonde hair in front of her face, the rest hanging loosely over her shoulders. He recognized the look, she wanted him and could sense the power he had. Shaun couldn’t say he hadn’t thought what it would

He stood up and took five steps to meet me where I stood—frozen still. His gaze moved slowly over my body as he studied me. My fingers trembled at my sides, but I tried hard to hold it in. I couldn’t help but stare at his green eyes. They were mesmerizing. I understood why men wished to be him. He wasn’t just handsome! He was—gorgeous. Even I wished I had such shoulder length white hair. Finally, he spoke, interrupting my thoughts as he grabbed my attention. “She’ll do!” For a minute, I couldn’t understand. My parents’ faces lit up like what he said was worth rejoicing over.

And in the center of the room, illuminated by carefully positioned lights, is a portrait of him. I step inside and unable to look away. “He was everything I’ll never be.” I spin around. Adam stands in the doorway, and for once, he doesn’t look cruel. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…..” “He was everything.” “Sorry?” “Perfect son.” He moves into the room staring at the portrait. “Model student. Perfect son. Everyone loved him and I spent my entire life worshipping him.” “Adam…..” “Do you know what it’s like to lose someone you love more than your life?” His voice is hollow.

He had always imagined it, Mikaella in his bed wearing one of his shirt, them cuddling on the bed, them making love on his bed and not just a mere fuck. And although they hadn't made love, he respected her decision. Knowing that she loved him was good enough for him. What scared him was losing Mikaella and now even more than before he was determined to keep her all to himself. She was his gem. His brunette. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Even with her face bare of makeup she still managed to sweep him off his feet. He hadn't slept a wink yesternight watching her sleep, afraid that she would suddenly realise he was not a good man and leave him.

Losing Beatrice, it's a pain that burrows deep and eats me alive from the inside out. Money, power, control, none of it means a fucking thing. It's all worthless. Every deal, every dollar, every bit of influence I've clawed and bled for, what's the point if she isn't here? All I want is her. Her laugh. Her fire. Her beauty. Everything. She's gone.

“Beauty. What do you want?” She laughed softly, walking along the dock like a cat playing with her prey. “You know, when you left me for that boring little life of yours, I was hurt. But now? Now I think I should thank you. It’s made this so much more fun.” Kendall’s chest tightened. “Why are you here?” Beauty’s gaze flicked to her, and her smile widened. “To make you understand what it’s like to lose something you love.” With that, she flicked the lighter, its flame reflecting in her eyes.

What A Beautiful Day! Yesterday, summer was on the plate as the absence of the rain lingered, Messy floors, brown leaves, blue butterflies on the picturesque and meadows dull, The bright yellow sunshine kept hiding behind the dark and cloudy soft cotton clouds, But wait, a call was heard, merry voices clasped to the rhythm the breeze brought. Losses of gold, diamonds, and gems were on the nest, tears began to fall, The future was lost in hands that were heavy with luggage and plans,

I explain to him and he smiles, a small but beautiful smile that could turn a perfectly sane woman into complete fool. "Well, it's good to know that you feel guilty about it because if I'm to be very honest, you really hurt my feelings. Just when I thought we were finally getting somewhere, you suddenly shut the door in my face and made me feel like a complete fool but the minute I heard you were missing, I completely forgot everything that happened." He assures calmly, still wearing a pretty smile on his face.

First things first, Eliza, my office now, closing off the mind link, I patiently wait for her to arrive. Ten minutes later, I can smell Eliza close to the office, what a pungent smell I hadn't notice before but I will be nothing but professional and respectful. Knocking on the door, "Come in", quickly changing clothes before she came in, I didn't want her getting the wrong idea. Sauntering in with a red skin tight dress that shows off way too much cleavage and damn near showing her lady parts. "What can I do for you Blake, have a change of heart? I knew you would, you know I'm better for you and can tend to all of your needs", sitting down on my desk facing me, I have a clear shot of her p**

She couldn't stop crying,as that was the only thing she could do at that moment. She had always imagined losing her innocence on her wedding night to the man she loves. But she just lost it to a total stranger,and not just any stranger,a psychopathic one. The most painful part was the dishonoring and shameful way she lost it. Seconds turned into slow long agonizing minutes,but the Don wasn't done yet. Amaya's tears seemed to turn him on the more,and fuel his hunger. He groaned in her ears and that seemed to irritate her. She had stopped crying,as the tears had refused to come anymore.