You Could Make This Place Beautiful Novels & Stories

But is sure is beautiful, of course Cody’s house is amazing. I want my own business again, maybe a restaurant and if I can stick it out here with Cody for the next six months, well then I would have a deposit for a place. The only thing it wouldn’t be in New York not with the astronomical rents in that city. Perhaps I could look around here, it’s not insane. Well, Brannigan lives here and if he came to eat in my restaurant I’d like be sued for poising clients. I sigh, reach for the remote and start scrolling through Disney channel until I find Beauty and The Beast.

I looked around and then my mouth hung open in amazement. I was in one of the most beautiful places I had I ever seen or could ever imagine. Maggi had spent the entire night telling me about how beautiful this place was and truly I just confirmed that she was not exaggerating. This place was as beautiful as she had described, if not even more beautiful. "It's so beautiful" I exclaimed looking around in awe. "I told you so" she winked at me. "I wish I could dream about this every night" I said laughing. "I know right" she said as she laughed too.

my heart pricked at her suggestion, "make him fall in love with me? How?" "I'll tell you how, first start by looking more beautiful and ignoring him, ordinarily, you're beautiful, you could apply simple and slight makeup you know, add something to your bust to make it seem bigger and you know, I tell you, you'll surely catch his attention " I smiled, finally, someone has lightened my mood, "you think that will work?" "Sure, let's see, if it doesn't, we'll try another means, just don't stay at home sulking"

sign. The place was bright and clean. It resembled those perfect small towns where every picture you take looks like a beautiful postcard. The further we went the more magnificent it seemed. From the adorable small-town vibe, it quickly transformed into a wealthy big city's district with luxurious villas and fancy facilities. I kept blinking my eyes, checking if I didn't accidentally enter a Hollywood movie set. We kept driving, going up on a hill where I could see an astonishing mansion… No, actually, it resembled a magnificent fortress.

It felt like we had stepped into a fairytale. "It's really beautiful here, Damien. I love it," I muttered, my voice hushed with awe. My gaze swept across the panoramic view, from the ethereal glow above to the serene expanse of the frozen lake. It was a masterpiece of nature, enhanced by Damien’s thoughtful choice.

“Make this taboo land something beautiful and happy again. Make it a place where people want to come.” She shrugs. “Change the name into something that represents what this place is. Change the perspective about this land, while you change the perspective about who you are and what you deserve in this life, Hope.” I nod. “I will. Thanks, Mom,” I say, hugging her. “You’re welcome.” “I’m really glad you’re here,” I whisper. “Good, because I plan on staying for a while.” “I’d like that.” “Me too.”

It’s more like a tourist spot, a vacation place where you could go if you want to unwind and relax. I just love how nature was still a big part of their setup. How they made sure that all its beauty remains as beautiful as it should be. You could see the amazing mountainside on the right while the left side is filled with cottages, parks, and small establishments that complete the image I have for tourist spots. “Wow!” I said filled with so much awe. “You like it?” Seth asks as he slowly drove through the road. “Saying that this place is beautiful is an understatement,” I replied.

As far as the bleeding, beating muscle was concerned, all the items I owned were nothing more than a herd of worthless white elephants. "Thanks again for the help," I replied. "So... What do you think?" "It's—" She was obviously trying to find the right word. "It's cozy. Yeah, it's giving off 'hospital vibes' now, but a splash of color will fix that. Once you get some new furniture, hang up a few photos or art prints... It'll be great," she said optimistically. "I just wish you had a kitchen."

The sky had turned the beautiful shade of orange with a twinge of purple in it, the sun seemed to be slowly going down with a golden halo around it. "'If anyone here's a kid, it's you, White. You even look like a kid in front of a candy store looking at the park right now." He pointed out but I ignored him and kept my gaze at the sun. They say surrounding yourself with beautiful things will help you get rid of idiocy in the world. Idiocy like Adrian Stone. Besides, I could look at this view forever. "It's lovely." I said absently. "Yes, it is... Very lovely." Came a husky reply from him.

I asked pointing at the floor. Christian nodded. "It's already dried, the ones they are adding doesn't make a difference, it's just to beautify their work." He replied. "Okay." I said. "So what do you think?" I looked at him, wondering why he wanted to know my view. "It's a beautiful place. If I were still in St Louis and probably have a car, it's a place I would have loved to come on one of my free nighs, just to feel what other people feel in a drive in." I said to him.