True Beauty Comic Novels & Stories

He let out an exhausted breath when he didn't find any mark here. Mate mark and true mark are two different marks, even a blind person would know the difference. “I'm sorry….I deserve death. I brought the wrong person!”. Blade apologized as he dropped to his knees immediately. Thank goodness. I have hope of escaping this, at least I have proved myself useless. “I'm sorry if I disappointed you ….I was never born with the true mark. It was stolen You've been misled”. I said, ignoring the pregnant tension that had enveloped the dangerous woods.

Vincent's condition was very pathetic, his face was bruised and blood on his forehead and the corners of his lips. He couldn't even get up, his body seemed to crumble and his bones seemed to want to separate themselves. "Take care of yourself." said the handsome boy. He only saw Vincent's battered condition. “Carrington!” call him. Vincent tried to prevent the handsome boy from leaving him. He was already happy to meet face to face with the handsome boy. He felt attracted to the boy because of his uniqueness. Not joining any gang is the uniqueness. The handsome boy named Carrington suddenly stopped in his tracks and stood still as if he was experiencing something that had taken him by surpri

Compassion flittered in his eyes, but again, I refused his comfort and I looked away. "Don't you guys think it's interesting that Tru's uncle is a terrorist. Sorry, Tru, suspected terrorist," corrected Conrad. "And her aunt is a super healer usemi/idimmu who murdered her sister? And, that they are both on the run from the Nasaru? Don't you think we should start looking into Tru's parents?" "Oh, come on, guys," scoffed Ruthie. "I've met her uncle and he's so not a bad guy. Besides, he's not even her real uncle."

I can't imagine what they'll do to me. “You know, there are a lot of good people here,” a man says, showing his yellow teeth. He smells like dead bodies and decay. His leather clothes are stained with blood. “I need a new pet. And out of all of the people here, you seem perfect. You seem like you would be great for my experiments.”

She stood up, noticing the comics on his bookshelf, and walked over to his bookshelf, saying, "Wow, I didn't know the boring Beau Bax was into comics." She looked through the comics, while he said, "Of course. Comics are amazing." She pulled out one of the comics, looked at Beau, and said, "You read Space Buds?" He laughed, saying, "Yes, it's my favorite comic. I used to love it as a child. It was my greatest pass time. Whenever I felt lonely I could always get lost in a Space Buds adventure. It was a great childhood comfort. I loved them so much that I collected almost all the comics, all except one. The secret episode, I could never get my hands on it. It was the one thing that I tried so

"What does that have to do with the price of tea in China?" " Hahaha of course you got my sarcasm. It has everything to do with it. You are legally considered to be an adult now and you should of had your first shift on the full moon after your 17th birthday. But if what Thomas and his father said when they filled me in on everything that happened to you on your 17th birthday is right then you never got to shift and you are currently detoxing from the medicine that your crazy bitch mom and psycho stepfather had you put on." "Well ya but Thomas here took them and flushed them down the motherfucking toilet. Then he told me that I did not need them at all because I am special. But how special I

Celeste said, the very act of a saintess. "Impossible!" Jeremy was convinced. "She loves tricking me like this. One time, she lied and said she was infected with pneumonia when she wasn't even sick, and I almost had to take a trip back from overseas to see her! "I know how much of an actress she is, so she's the person I trust the least!" I opened my mouth, but I couldn't say a word. It was true that my health was poor, and Jeremy knew of it as well.

that I had built from nothing was now one of the group's most profitable subsidiaries. The HR director nearly spilled her coffee when she saw my resignation letter. "Ms. Shaw, you're resigning? Does Mr. Carter know?" I smiled faintly. "He's swamped right now." Seeing the flash of sympathy in her eyes, I knew the entire company was watching my embarrassment play out. Back at the western suburbs villa, this place had once been our quiet retreat, somewhere we'd occasionally stay for peace. My small fragrance studio was still here. While packing, I found a yellowed note tucked inside a book called "The History of Perfume". It was Alex's handwriting, youthful yet bold.

Though I can say that this lady in front me has the same level as that woman I pointed earlier in appearance. "Y-you're lying!" Her expression is a little pissed but her cheeks arw burning. "Why would I?" I started walking to that lady. "Excuse me." I politely said and wore my smile. I gave them a warm smile. "I'm Blue and I'm looking at you since earlier. I find you really attractive." "Oh, my. To think that I would be able to catch your attention. It's my pleasure. I'm Bianca." I'm not really interested.

He pulled it out and stabbed Clifford a few more times amid the chaos at the wedding venue. Bleeding heavily, Clifford fell into a pool of his own blood. He mustered what was left of his energy to place the voodoo doll against his chest before dying with a smile. At first, I thought Clifford was scammed into believing all the stories of rebirth. To my surprise, I felt my soul heating up. Feeling dizzy, I lost my consciousness.