Beautifully Cruel Novels & Stories

Then, I saw what he did next, and it was pure madness. He laid the child Susie had given birth to right next to my body and cranked the sauna to an unbearable 180 degrees. My eyes were wide open in shock. Chester was trying to cook himself alive! The most shocking thing was that Chester, out of pure selfishness, had actually suffocated Susie's own child. I could only watch as the child was transformed into a mummy, just as I had been. At that moment, Chester pretended to scream, "Oh, my baby!"

"You're cruel... twisted..." "Cruel?" He withdrew his fingers, bringing them to my lips, forcing me to taste us. "Taste your sin, Clara. That's the flavor of your guilt—sweet and filthy." I licked instinctively, the salty tang making my core clench emptily. He growled in approval, positioning himself at my entrance, the broad head of his cock nudging against my folds. "Twisted? Yes. But you love it. Your pussy's clenching just thinking about me slamming into you." With a single, brutal thrust, he sheathed himself fully, the stretch burning anew, making me cry out in a blend of agony and ecstasy.

Sally replied. To think the Obsidian Monarch could be so merciless to such a delicate beauty, even disfiguring her face. His methods were truly terrifying. Selena glanced up from her papers, her eyes cold and sharp. "So, beauty should lessen one's crimes, is that it? Or do you believe a fair face grants special privileges, that a murderer should be spared for her looks? Were those she killed less deserving of life simply because they were not as lovely?"

Only what she said. Drown in the bitterness of Trust’s cruel words now, just like I did then. “Begging for mercy is no different than praying to a God who doesn’t care, little girl.” the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes hissed. Her fangs as full of venom as her teal eyes were a new kind of fire I’d never known. I couldn’t tell if her hair was purple or blue there so many streaks of both. Her skin looked pearls, and she smelled like fresh baked cake.

I spat. The smile that followed reassured me that this will be the last thing I’d ever see. A sadistic smile on a hauntingly beautiful face. God was cruel indeed. He always made the predators the most magnificent of beings so they had no trouble attracting innocent prey. “I had a hunch you would say that. After all, you’ve always chosen the difficult path.”

To love anyway. And Owen and Lucas had both learned that lesson well. They had both learned that the most beautiful kind of wrong was the one that led you

Her beauty was a facade, a mask that hid the ugliness within. As I looked at her, I felt a sense of revulsion. How could someone so beautiful be so cruel and heartless? How could she use her charm and her beauty to manipulate and hurt others? I thought of Betty, and how Riezel had hurt her. I thought of the way Riezel had smiled and laughed, even as she was causing pain and suffering. Riezel's beauty was like a venom, spreading its poison through the air. It was a trap, luring people in with its sweetness and its charm. But once you were caught, there was no escape.

" I nodded furiously, panting. "Only good girls get to cum. Bad girls get to watch." His head tipped back as he stroked himself harder. His moans filled the room. I could see every twitch of his muscles, every drop of pleasure across his face. Gods, he’s beautiful, I thought. Cruel and beautiful and mine. My thighs shook with the effort of staying open. The fabric in my mouth was soaked with my own arousal. "Cry for me, angel. Let me see how much you need it "So pretty like this... desperate, tied..."."

LEIGH-ARI POV “You are so beautiful.” Someone purred, I don’t know who. Because there were just too many of them fawning all over my body and all of their touches were like a drug that sent my mind into limbo, driving me insane. “So fuckin’ beautiful.” Another one chimed, and I found myself quaking against the bed trying to get a grip of reality. But I couldn’t, not with them all over me like this. The lust laced in their sultry voices as they purred to me softly was enough to make me shiver with pleasure and utmost need. I was in need of love, THEIR love, and all the promises it carried.

I just want to sleep right now. Knock Knock Knock I'm so going to kill this person interrupting my beautiful sleep. "Rise and shine, it's morning princess". OK, so the idiot disturbing my beautiful sleep was, Adyan "Go away". I grumble through sleep. "Wake up princess" "Adyan, do you wish for a death! Do you want me to kill you before you know that I don't want to be disturbed right now?". I asked with my eyes still closed. "You can't, my beautiful sister"