1. The Killing Beauty Chapter 1


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    has ever seen. He loved her deeply. She died from the curse struck on her by Aubrey's mother, who happened to be terribly jealous of her. When I wake up, it is cold. I don't remember what date this is supposed to be. I head straight into the bathroom and wash my face and then brush my teeth. I look at my reflection in the mirror. I have big brown eyes and dark gold skin and curly light brown hair. Dad says I look exactly like my mom. I don't know how truthful that is, honestly. "You are going out?" I ask him after I stumble on him in the passage way. He is clad in black pants, a white shirt, and a black long jacket. He pats my back and kisses my brow. "I won't take long, sweetie. I am going to get coffee just for the two of us. What else would you like to have?" I think about that quickly. "Chocolate; no, I don't mean a chocolate cake, but plain chocolate." "Fine, sweetie! I will be back with it." My room is strictly girlish. Here, I have posters stuck on the wall of my favorite girl singers. There are dolls and love-decked diaries inside my dresser. My duvets and blankets are pink, which is my dearest color. Frankly, I love feminine things. They are incredibly sweet and irresistible in my perspective. When Zoe calls, it is afternoon. "Mia, how are you doing, girlfriend? Have you begun preparing for my party yet?" I smile while I talk to her on the phone. Since this morning, I haven't been out or gone to any place honestly. I am still dressed in my pajamas. "I am fine, Zoe. ...
    No, I haven’t started my preparations yet." "Okay. Shall I come to pick you up at your place with someone special? I mean someone who is curious to get close to you. He is handsome, for your own piece of information." I start to wonder. Who could he be? Has someone begun crushing on me all this while? What exactly? "Who is he, Zoe?" She laughs, loudly. "Don't worry. I will come with him. Only then you will know who he is." "Fine; I will be waiting, girl." The sky is fast darkening. I must get myself preparing for the coming party. What will I wear exactly? I walk to my closet, throw its doors open, and look over the clothes that are packed inside. I think....this will do: A green mini that has a provision for a belt. In fact, not just any kind of belt fits here. This dress has a ribbon-graced belt that shakes hand and hand with it. As for the shoes, I will get pink heels. Yes, they will like cute on me. For my hair, I am not really sure. I just have to wash it and blow it and then curl it over again. In an hour and half, I will be done, I calculate. This done, I start preparing myself. After I am through, I step my way into the living room and ask dad who is seated on the sofa reading a fast-paced thriller. "How do I look for the party, dad? I want your honest opinion. Please, don't flatter me." He checks me out and then smiles sweetly to himself. "You are amazing like an angel, Mia. You are beyond recognition, sweetheart." I feel flattered. I know that I am not supposed to. I ...
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