Beautiful Addiction Novels & Stories

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CARTER'S POV The church door opened as the music started. I looked at the entrance and was amazed by what I saw. Her makeup looked flawless and elegant accentuating her beauty. Her eyes are lined with black eyeliners and her long lashes kiss each other as she blinked them. Her lips are painted with soft pink gloss, adding a touch of feminity to her look. The subtle highlight in her cheekbones made her face glow under the rays of the sun.

Wyatt I sat with Brianna for a while, the shadow of Beau disappearing down the hall a ways. Fingers trailing through her hair, a heady exhale releasing from her. I soaked in the beauty of her ultimate resignation, of the pain, fear, anger, and betrayal handed to me like a sacrifice. All of her faces were breathtaking, this one however was the most at peace and I wanted to watch her dance with that peace and writhe within that sinful ecstasy with weightless transcendent abandon.

beauty said “ brother already got a girl

She didn’t even know if that would be possible for a dead creature. He was mesmerized by her beauty. A beauty no creature in the world could possess. A true daughter of the Goddess Khione, who can compete with that? He held out his hand and she eagerly took it. With the tune of the gentle music still lingering in the air, she placed her hand on his shoulder. He felt warm and she likes how safe she felt in his arms. His left hand wrapped around her waist while another hand was holding each other. Then, they sway to the music surrounding them. It felt like they were the only people in the room. Eve can’t stop smiling and Dante’s eyes were staring into her with pride.

SCARS POV. THREE YEARS LATER. "Hey. Handsome looking boy. So shinning...huh....I can't see no more. Blinded by you unparallel beauty in which no eyes have seen before. They all celebrate in happiness yhat you have graced their world with the brightest light. The stars in the night skies cannot compare. Flawless will be an understatement where you stand. Majestic the less of the description." "The fae's search for one of theirs that isn't really theirs. Whereas his beauty puts all to shame." I read along to his self praise.

It felt like it was being pounded. Why does it hurt when I see him hurting? “Belle, come back to us. Come back to me. I need you.” Ajax… The name just slipped into my head before I could even think about anything. “Your anger, let it go. The lycan’s alpha is dead. Holly is safe. You can stop now, Belle.” His gentle voice pulls something in my soul. I begin to tremble and my attention starts to focus in and out. But now, hearing his voice starts to make me gradually become aware of my surroundings.

Kendrick lightly touched Sig's back with a finger, almost knocking him over, "Well now you won't be in trouble with her, will you?" "I-I guess so." Sig held his shoulder and then gave Kendrick a puzzled look about how he'd complimented his wife, "You-you think she's beautiful?" "Of course. Don't you?" "Well, yes, of course! But...you're..." "Beauty is something we giants appreciate in its many forms." Kendrick admitted. "But...perhaps I'm getting soft in my years." Sig shook his head, "I...I never would've guessed that coming from...well...you."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hummed to myself as I checked my reflection in the mirror, before washing my hands and walking out of the restroom. I skipped along the hallways, as I kept humming. I grinned. Yes, I was in a peculiarly good mood today. Dad had promised to buy the book I was always bugging him about. It was a book by my favourite writer, Kelly Brown. Her female characters were always beautiful, perfect figures and extremely wealthy while fulfilling their dreams. It had been out for several months and I never liked to miss any of her new release. But things had been tough at home for a while. Dad lost his job and it took a while to find something else.

Then, I confronted him sternly, "I'm here for a facial. Why did you take my clothes off?" Looking stunned, he jeered. "Oh, Daphne, do you really not know what kind of place you're at?" "A beauty salon! What place is this?" While speaking, I felt a wave of heat rapidly spreading from the pit of my stomach across my body. Caleb, who noticed my change, pinned me down on the bed. He traced my body with his slender fingers, sending me trembling. As much as I would like to struggle and break free, my body already went limp after Caleb's teasing. I lost control of my body and couldn't push him off me. Breaking down, I yelled, "What are you doing? This is rape—"