Beautifully Cruel Novels & Stories

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?"

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"

She found herself recalling a lyric from, Scars to your beautiful by Alessia cara. * There's a hope that's waiting for you in the dark You should know you're beautiful just the way you are And you don't have to change a thing The world could change its heart No scars to your beautiful We're stars and we're beautiful* So yeah... We are all beautiful and shouldn't let anyone's opinion make us doubt that fact. **** " You look dazzling. " Aiden commented when Malisa came downstairs... " Hm... Thanks. " They were about to head out of the house when the butler met them...

"Why are you treating me this way? I don't have the right to suck you anymore." "How many times am I supposed to remind you that we are not an item? You bore me to death." I state as bluntly as I can; maybe she will get the message this hundredth time. "Really?" Dark looks at Ruthless. "Beg your brother for me." Ruthless looks at me, then back at Madison. "You and I know that Cruel never lets a woman suck him more than once, so you should count yourself lucky for having that much opportunities."

She spat, glaring hatefully at Jasmine and the maids. As Jasmine turned, her heart stuttered at the sight of Cruella, her piercing gaze and sinister smile making her skin crawl. Samantha and Clara followed her gaze, their conversation dying on their lips. A collective shiver ran down their spines as Cruella's eyes seemed to bore into their souls. A slow, cruel smile spread across Cruella's face, her eyes gleaming with pleasure as she basked in their fear, her presence sucking the warmth from the air.

So brutally. Azriel took a breath of relief when he was finally out of reach of her sweet scent. He leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes. His breathing was heavy and his heart racing. The cold shower had helped little. He was hard as soon as he came out of the bathroom. Her fucking smile was the root of all problems. That sweet, innocent smile. Why did she have to be this beautiful, this irresistible?

Yurich A child without love, a man without morals, and a life based on carnage is in this diabolical friend in which I am always being shaped, when something good or beautiful appears I have a perverse taste in touching. Unlike Midas does not become gleaming like gold but distorts into ashes heaped at my feet, destroying any goodness is easy, breaking beauty is as natural as dawn. Your innocent eyes cry out for the wickedness I carry with me, so why would you deny it?