The Prisoner Of Beauty Happy Or Sad Ending Novels & Stories

he assured her as she snorted in his words making him look at her confusely "A happy ending? There's no such thing as a happy ending for villains, we're destined to be miserable.... we're destined to fall in a pit of despair... that's the only thing that villains ends up with, there's sunshines and rainbows in my route"she stated, feeling confident in her words which she believed is true "That's not true! You deserved a happy ending, you deserve to be happy" "I'm too late Hugo, the protagonists had their happy ending, while me who's a villain in their relationship is facing what I'm destined, to be miserable and that's what I'm suffering now" she told him seriously,

I jerk up my head to stop myself from this emotional fleet. Damn, she really knows how to get me. "I love you, babe," I said, brushing my thumb on her lips. "And I love you too, babe." "Damn it, why should we go now," I whispered again. "Hold it for a little longer, Drew. We're almost finished," she responds in a whisper. I held her hand tightly again and kissed the back of her palm. "What makes you happy, Mr. DM?" another one asked. I swallowed hard and stared at Beauty. "What makes me happy is Beauty. . . If she's happy, then I am happy, too. Her happiness is mine, and that's all that matters."

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it

Beauty screamed with all her willpower as the man kept hitting her. " Please, Diana. I beg you." She whispered this time. " Let you go? Tch. I want you and your baby dead. " " Even if you kill me, Mason would hate your forever." " Do you think I don't know? I'm a phsyco, I do what I like. It's better neither of us has him than for you to have him." " So that's what this is all about? I see. You cant have him so you'd rather see him dead than see him happy." Beauty said and she chuckled.

“ wolves . “ her heart stopped beating, deeming it unnecessary to continue doing it when she was going to die anyway. she wanted to faint ,to return back to the comforting hold of darkness , but her mind refused what her body wanted she was a princess and she would die with honor. “ your execution would be carried out on the Emperor's order , he isn't in the Empire now so you have a day to be free from death, after that.... “ the beauty said and she nodded accepting reality. there was nothing she could do to escape . “ can I ask for my last wish before my execution? ” it would be disgraceful to die with an empty stomach. the beauty frowned , perhaps she wasn't used to being addressed by a co

“Enjoy your evening.” The lady said after handing over the package and the bouquet with a gentle smile. “Thanks”. She replied. They left, leaving her standing there in the doorway, holding the box of chocolate cake and a bouquet of roses. After Beauty snapped out of it, she slowly closed the door, leaning against it for support as she tried to process what had just happened. She took the note to read again. “You are perfect just the way you are.” Tears welled up in her eyes again, but this time they weren’t tears of sadness

And in the chaos, she switched her own baby with the newborn in the next bassinet. That family was moderately well-off, and over the years, she secretly kept tabs on the child she had given away. Then, unexpectedly, she learned that the young woman had died in a car accident at the beginning of this year. From then on, she became consumed with resentment. Why was I, someone else's child, still alive when her own daughter had died? It should have been me who'd died! She spiraled into madness and, from that moment on, sought to ruin my reputation and make me suffer. That was why she deliberately lit the pleasure candle that day, only to end up with no useful footage at all.

This story actually has a happy ending! —The End

"You've finally crossed a line now and it's my turn to have the last laugh" Raising up the hilt of his sword, his sword cut right across my neck. As pain coursed through my body, tears slid down my cheeks as I watched Castro and Jasmine share a hug and a sinister laugh gushing repeatedly over how the palace was now all theirs. "It's sad that this is how our story ends" Fera's voice says in a disappearing manner and that was the evidence I needed to prove that I was indeed dying. Why did it have to be today?. The one day I was supposed to be the happiest?.

I'm sure my skin is frayed, every time I move the pain is indescribable. "There, now your body is a work of art, done by me. I'll have someone come by later to clean your wounds. I wouldn't want you dying on me before I had my fill of you." He said proudly. He leaves, bolting the door after him. I sob on the bed, tears and blood mixing together. Is this my fate now? To be tortured by a madman. Not knowing if Basil will save me in time? "Basil, please come soon, I don't think I can survive anymore of this." I whispered weakly. I feel myself drifting away in sleep.