Beautifully Cruel Novels & Stories

"You're just lucky, that's all. Why do you get to carry designer bags and ride in luxury cars at such a young age? "I know you look down on me. You were just throwing me scraps like I was some beggar. So now that you've ended up like this, you deserve it!" The memory of her cruelty still burned. So this time, I deliberately pressed the one thing that would get under her skin. "Did you know? Luxury brands are raising prices again next month. If you don't buy now, you really won't be able to afford them later. You don't want to keep carrying fakes forever, do you?"

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?"

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

The corners of his eyes lifted slightly, carrying an innate, demonic allure, yet the coldness surging in their depths lent this charm a chilling, oppressive force. Amelia had seen countless beauties, whether the handsome men and women of various sects in her past life or the girls of this life, but none could compare to the man before her. Standing beside Amelia was Carl, whose beauty was of another extreme. Carl's beauty was sharp and cold, like an unsheathed blade, exuding a forbidding aura of slaughter. His features were deeply chiseled, every line radiating the authority and resolve of a ruler. The man before them, however, was beautiful in a demonic, languid way, like an entangling vine

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"