A Dazzling Beauty Novels & Stories

Dexie marveled at the woman’s beauty. While her facial features were not stunningly beautiful, her fair skin and delicate figure were pleasing to the eye. Her pleasant facial features and perfectly shaped face were simply dazzling. Her expression exuded elegance, with a gentle smile, and dazzling eyes that captivated Dexie’s attention. Dexie hesitated as she gazed at the photo, unable to look away from the woman’s beauty.

Next Morning Hazel sat gracefully in her vanity chair, her corporate suit a stark contrast to the soft, feminine glow of her vanity lights. Her hair cascaded down her back like a rich, dark waterfall, its silken strands framing her face as she meticulously applied her makeup. The gentle strokes of her brush and the soft blush of color on her cheeks only added to her natural beauty, transforming her into a vision of loveliness.

Still do. He was far more than they describe in the rumors. People say he kills without mercy. That he doesn't fall in love. That he's a dangerous man who should never be offended. That he'll end you in the blink of an eye. That he controls the government like it's his personal maid. All of that. But that isn't what I saw that night. I saw a lot of things I still can't explain in those eyes of his. He has that kind of dazzling beauty that feels out of this world, almost unreal. No... no... no, stop thinking of that shit. I don't have a crush on him. That's ridiculous.

"Flirting with someone inside!" Amidst the frenzied celebration of flashing lights and boisterous dancing under the vibrant bar atmosphere, a DJ was playing music with a strong bass beat. Natalie sat on a high stool at the bar, her smile enchanting, like a blooming black rose. Gentle on the outside, ruthless on the inside. She wasn't wearing any makeup, yet her natural and pure beauty outshone the heavily adorned women around her.

Raisa looked down in shame, then gently kissed the real flowers. "Your beauty captivates the heart, oh virgin... It becomes an unforgettable charm. Your face is like a full moon painting. Presenting an inescapable beauty. The rays of your eyes hint at gentleness. Your smile is alluring and soothing to the soul. The embroidery of your lips is beautiful and charming. It becomes a very beautiful work of art. Your voice flows beautifully. Like an enchanting song. Your every move shudders gently. Spreading unforgettable warmth. Your beauty is not just in your face. It's in your whole incarnate self. Your perfect body

’ Every time, she thought. She thought she’d met Prince Charming, was having his baby, had thought that life was going to be happy ever after. Then she’d walked through the door of a restaurant and discovered that life wasn’t that simple. It had been an illusion, of course. That moment when she’d looked at Dan Dymoke and had a momentary vision of what ‘happy ever after’ really meant. It had been over so quickly that she had managed to fool herself into believing that she’d imagined it. It hadn’t been difficult. Seconds later she

"Next is your turn," Maalik (master) said as the girl nodded her head. She was sitting quietly on a chair in the makeup room. Hooriya stared at her henna-clad hands, the maroon color stood out on her pale skin. She was donning a gorgeous long fancy skirt with a blouse, it was heavily embellished. The work on it was expensive. She was their most thriving pawn. The girls who were dancing now were just a start, Maalik (master) loves to make his customers wait before dropping the bomb on them and Maalik's bomb was none other than Hooriya. The dancer everyone awaits to get a glimpse of.

The entire room would emit an aura of wealth and luxury if it weren't for the pile of clothes that spoils its aesthetic appeal. However, what caught Ciara's attention was a seemingly ordinary-looking mirror hanging next to the desk. Standing at a distance, Ciara could see the faint outline of herself reflected inside it. The shadow slowly transformed into a strange woman, who waved her hand to signal for Ciara to come closer. Usually, Ciara's curiosity was not very strong, but now there was something urging her to approach it. Ciara seemed to lose control, her eyes slowly losing focus. She was like a puppet being manipulated as she took slow steps towards the mirror. Just as her hand was abo

Zia said as she leaned back on her chair, swinging lazily. Asriel's gaze went back to her, meeting her eye in the process, making his heart skip a bit. Zia had never stirred in him feelings before, and he had even forgotten how it felt to make love to her, but right now he felt as though he couldn't wait to have a taste of her. She was just so beautiful, confident and the sophisticated, the one he couldn't bare to let off his mind. " Pardon me Zia, but I must say, the view here is quite exceptional, and added to your beauty, I couldn't help but get lost in here," Asriel said, hoping to get a reaction from her.

[Alexander] I didn’t mean to walk in on her like this. Even after last night when I had seen her at her very worst, the thoughts I had back then were modest in comparison to what I was thinking now. The parts of her body that weren’t covered by the towel glistened with pearls of water. The paleness of her skin from last night had turned to a soft golden tan - which meant she was very much alive. I took a step forward and trained my ears to her beating heart. Steady, but the closer I moved towards her, the more rapid her heart beat. It gave me somewhat of a kick to watch the way she froze on the spot, her mouth standing slightly agape as if my presence shocked her and my good looks seized her