The Book Beautiful Disaster Novels & Stories

The girls gasped and covered their mouths. "No. It's not true. Drew Mondragon denied it." Tracy answered. "Oh, whatever! For me, if that is true or not, that secretary of his was still lucky." "And why is that?" Straight away, I stood up, and they all went quiet. They all looked at me. "What's wrong, Beauty?" "Oh, uhm, I-I need to go to the toilet. Our ten minutes is nearly up," I said and walked away. "Wait for me!" And the rest of the girls followed me. . c.m. louden

These books are my small token of appreciation. Hamza Shah. She blinked at the piece of paper for a while before she grabbed all the things and went to her room. He wished her luck. It felt weird that a hot-headed mafia man wished her luck but she still accepted it. She was so happy as she stared at her books for like five minutes straight. He got her admission into the university. He is amazing. Wait. She had to control herself but the very next second she was jumping up and down in joy. God, the excitement feels wonderful.

They made him appreciate Marybeth even more for bringing so much joy, light and warmth into his life. Looking back, when he took up Lionel's offer months before, he was convinced that marrying Marybeth, someone he wouldn't have known existed if it wasn't for a stroke of fate, was bound to be a disaster. And there were times when their life was a disaster. But it was their disaster. Their beautiful disaster. And if he had to do it all again, he wouldn't change a single thing. [The End]

I wasn't there for only ten seconds I step inside her room, she said goodbye to the world. "Why it still hurts? I should be smiling because I have Austin with me but why this feeling of emptiness still haunting me?", I said to myself while drying my tears from my face with the tissue I have in my hands. I went back to my room. I was like this when I am alone in the mansion. Lucy and Kent brought Austin with them to the Museum. They were invited to attend the auction for Eloisa's painting collections. I decided to wear something beautiful today. Let me guess, what if I will be a doctor so I can save everyone's lives especially those in need.

"Why? Why is this happening? I was reborn. I got everything I wanted. So, why did it still end like this?" I froze for a second. I never expected that Janet had been reborn, too. No wonder she had been so desperate in this life, so determined to chase everything she wanted. However, the darkness inside her had already sealed her fate. Watching as the officers forced her down and restrained her completely, I gave a small shrug and answered lightly, "Maybe you can figure that out in prison." The ambulances arrived quickly and carried the two injured people away. They survived. However, both of them had been blinded by shattered glass, and their faces were severely disfigured. What Janet had do

I missed her so much. But this was a desperate time and desperate times call for desperate measures. I pulled the box out and laid all the dresses on my bed. I picked two out that I loved, and decided to start there. The first one was slightly too large around my boob area… but the second… I could not believe it fit the way it did. It hugged my waist but still gave my stomach just enough wiggle room where it wasn’t obvious I had a baby bump. Not to mention the spaghetti strapped top allowed for some boob- but it didn’t overdo it. I had never felt more beautiful then in this exact moment.

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I tore her apart, shredded the trust she gave me and burned down everything we've built together. I sit in the wreckage of my office, phone still clutched in my hand. The silence presses in, broken only by the sound of my ragged breathing. Everything in this room is nothing but ruin, just like me. Losing Beatrice, it's a pain that burrows deep and eats me alive from the inside out.

So Proserpina moves on to the next row, then the next one, and the next one, on and on until she was literally kneeling like a child on the floor when she finally comes across a book third to the last on the bottom row in between a skinny book and leather bound one; the book was silver-gray, small and light in her hands and the cover seemed to have some sort of glossy material in it as it twinkled when she turned it here and there… ‘Kind of a child’s storybook,’ she noted. The book was almost as big as her palm and seemed to have pages as what one would expect from a novelette. She carefully opens it up to the first page–not wanting to have a repeat of another destroyed book because a destro