The Beautiful Ones: A Novel Novels & Stories

My beautiful, beautiful girl. Isla had been sent from the heavens. Perfect in every way. Perhaps they had called her back… needed her for better things… that is what I keep telling myself. That she was not able to stay long upon our earth because the heavens needed their angel back… yet she had touched my heart and my soul… and now I was forever broken, now that she was gone. And try as I may, I could not find a way to move on. It felt like a losing battle at times. When at work I was fine. It was the times I was alone… at night when my thoughts had time to wander, the mist grew out of control and the darkness became more powerful.

The guard was taken aback by the lady's harshness, but didn't dare say a word. She was Lady Esme, the Don's personal cook and his eldest and longest worker. She made rules for the workers to follow and no one dared oppose her. Opposing her meant opposing the Don,and the outcome was always something not to be experienced. They entered the luxurious suite like place,and Amaya couldn't help but admire it's beauty. She had thought the exteriors of the place was wow, but this sight before her almost made her breathless. Even her father's mansion didn't measure up to this.

He placed a kiss on her slightly parted red lips, then savored it as it tasted so sweet, as if it made him want more. "Uughh ...," a moan escaped from the woman's lips. "Hmmm ...," Rayden growled in response to the moan. "Stay with me tonight, Beautiful. We'll discuss the payment tomorrow morning; I'll give you whatever you want," Rayden said as he turned the woman's body to unzip the red dress. The red dress was indeed beautiful when the woman wore it, but he preferred her without anything on. And ... perfect! How could a call girl be so beautiful and smooth like this? he marveled at the sight beneath the red dress.

"Thank you, I feel very happy to see you again..." People say first love will always be a beautiful memory because it gives lessons and the meaning of what true love means even though you can't have it. Or maybe that first love is still beautiful because it can never be achieved. It feels beautiful to love one-sidedly in silence, to be the deepest secret, to be treated so preciously, to be beautifully enthroned in a special corner of the heart. Whatever people say about the meaning of first love, for Joan Lee that first love is Lynd Olsen. ***

They are weird, very weird. I make my way to the canteen. I order a pizza as I look outside. I'm very happy today since I finally cracked a job. My parents hadn't allowed me a job, they always demotivated me, tried to stop me from taking my own decisions. I had to prove to them I'm capable of everything that they can't even imagine. I'm Bella, as you know. I come from a very happy and cultured family. I have completed my graduation recently with great grades, topping my university. I love singing and dancing. I stay away from bad habits like smoking, drinking, clubbing. I have been into a disciplined life since childhood. Though my parents are not very understanding, they love me and I love

Johnson might be surprise to see it. Demir was looking at her while she’s reading her book and a sudden light from the sunlight made her lit from the shade and her beauty were now being the light of this balcony. I noticed her skin was glowing and unlike before her appeal was getting much more, and her scent was attracting more bees than anyone else. “Why are you looking at me?” she asked He pressed my lips in confidence. “Nothing, isn’t it the first time that I did this?” She nodded like it was just new to her. Demir admitted that he wasn’t clingy to her before but he thought it wasn’t the first time that he stared at her for more than a minute. Her question hit him as she leaned closer onc

I took a glass and suggested a toast, everyone raised their glasses. "Cheers!" We all said. I might not have Alexis but this is all i need. ** That's it! The final end of The Beautiful Nerd! I really hope you enjoyed the story of Alexis and Kyle! Thank you for reading through the plot holes and terrible grammar. There's a book two titled: The Wedding Planner, available on my profile! Thank you once again!

His urge to protect her was becoming greater, his possessive feel for her was deeper carved into his mindset, his willingness to kill the bastard was threatening him to be one of those bad people he had locked away and waited their time in death row. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, your struggles had made me feel things I shouldn't. This is not supposed to happen, I should not have kept you here, I should follow the protocol and entrust you to the city. But... I can't... Blair, you're too beautiful. You made me want to keep you to myself, you... " he stopped his words to give her a kiss, a soft sensual kiss leaving her breathless.

Her heart-shaped lips are also puckered with annoyance. Yet there are remnants of previous smiles near her lips and eyes. Only one word knocks at the sane part of my brain for her. Beautiful. That petite-looking girl is genuinely beautiful and I don't think she has even killed an ant. I feel her getting somewhat frightened under my gaze and I feel a brief flash of pain shoot through my heart. She grips the hand of the person next to her. I look beside her and immediately recognize the boy as the precious quarterback whom coach Murphy and these hungry students adore so much.

she said. "Yeah?" I smirked. "Let's leave together," she said and smiled. So we began our life together, living under the same roof. It wasn't perfect, and she wasn't any less crazy, but I loved her, and she loved me. There was never a dull moment with Bella Davis, my beautiful, deranged stalker girl. And I couldn't be any happier. The End. Author's Note: Thank you guys so much for reading! Please don't forget to check out my other stories in this plarform. Especially Jake and Jane's story: The Ugly One.