The House Of Impossible Beauties นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Things have changed since you left." "What kind of things?" "There are people living here who's not..normal. People who can transform into creatures at night." My eyes widened. "Werewolves?" "Yeah. But the beast is unlike the others. It's vicious and bloodthirsty. It kills people in its blinded rage." "So that was what dad talked about." "The Hunter group is going crazy for the beast. It's deadly and unpredictable. Not to mention that there's more than one." "Meaning the werewolves?"

Tears welled in her eyes, but she swiftly brushed them away. "I might have lost his love, I might have lost being someone he loves, but I can never lose being his wife to that fraud. I can't lose the comfort, connection, and financial security his wife will bring to my family's company," Flora muttered to herself, abandoning the facade of innocence. With clenched fists, she crossed the threshold, overhearing David's conversation with his mother.

“You seem… despondent. In between. I am making tea. I smile, following them into the house. O The smell of burning incense fills my nose. The house is decorated like wizard shit. Wooden masks hang on the wall, as do animal skulls. Crystals cover most of the open space on the coffee table and TV stand. She takes us to the kitchen, offering us a seat on the island that has the most crystals. “What's the matter, child? I shrug, looking at Kira. — Nothing else. Claire coughs. "So are you that type?" My eyebrows draw together. "The kind that turns off when it's hurt. Isolate instead of talking. It's a safe place here and nothing you say is going to leave this house,” she explains. I sigh. “

Song for the chapter : Perfectly Imperfect by Ada. *********** ~Kunmi~ It was Aminah parent's anniversary and I was supposed to be dressing up for the party but I just couldn't bring myself to stand up from my bed and get dressed. Aminah had sent their address immediately after our conversation on Thursday and she had even sent a reminder this morning.

, Rue laughed sipping the coffee once more and savoring the taste of the coffee in her mouth. The last time she had been at Carmen's house and drank coffee she ended up regretting taking it in the first place. It was so strong and by strong she meant bitter so much that it almost choked her. A trip to New York had done Carmen some good, looking around she noticed the few momentos Carmen came back with. Like her fireplace had these little glass dolls on top and they looked good despite being fragile. She also bought new paintings, some that looked very expensive coupled together with fuzzy woolen rags that simply warmed Ruby's feet.

She couldn't comprehend, the harder she attempted, the tougher it became. “Am I?” Danica asked her. She walked towards the entrance. “Come.” Danica urged before slotting in the keys, she twisted it and pushed the door backward, it opened revealing the stunning house that was lit up by the crimson light of the chandeliers hanging above their heads.

In its center, naturally, is a sculpture with the family's symbol, the black crow with a gold coin in its beak. I almost got blind on how beautiful the house is, it seems too illegal to be true. My eyes almost turned into gold coins as I was seeing things that make the house very sparkly. This mansion must be so expensive that even if I work for three of my life time I would be able to afford it. I'm just thinking about how much the gate costs, I feel like I'm going to faint even though I don't know how much yet. Suddenly, I felt dizzy, as if I had been slapped in the face by adversity that shook my brain.

They can't dislike each other if I'm not wrong. +++ "There will never come the day when I'll be as blithesome as these two fine ladies. Especially for this reckless activity. Celeste is following in her footsteps and has chosen high-waisted multicolored palazzo pants with a black crop top. There's a black afro wig sitting on her head too, hiding her own shiny hair. I'm wearing a similar wig which goes well with my leopard-printed suit. "Isn't this a bit extreme?" I ask, buttoning my awful shirt.

To men like Julian and Alaric, the women who scrubbed their floors were part of the furniture. A desperate, insane idea began to take root in the soil of my mind. It was a seed watered by madness and sheer, unadulterated love. I turned away from the villa and headed toward the Centro Comercial. I didn't need a gun. I didn't need a hacking device. I needed a miracle. Or, at the very least, a very expensive wig. The boutique was called L'Éclat de Beauté. It was the kind of place where a single bottle of serum cost more than my first car.

Not even my dad. I knew he would only use me in exchange with contracts and deals. The new place, new house, nothing could attract me, although i wasn’t that bound at home still i didn’t want to go out or meet anyone. Just one good thing so far, that there were no men so far to get them satisfy by the curse i had, people call it beauty. 'You told me, you cannot impregnate someone right'? We were having dinner, when dad started. I sucked in my breath. Now where did it come from?