A Gorgeous White Novels & Stories

One of the more beautiful things about having a wolf is you were never alone anymore. After a few moments I realised that I was no longer alone and as I turned around, I saw the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Seeing her stole the breath from my lungs. She was pure white. White wavy hair flowed to the floor, white brows and lashes frames her blank white eyes. At the same time, she was glowing. It was almost spectral. her long white gown was simple and flowing. even though there was no wind where we were, it seems like her hair and dress were moving like she had her own breeze flowing around her. I didn’t know who or what I was looking at but I couldn’t stop staring at her. I was mesmer

Looking satisfied with her reflection in the mirror, a girl named Grace Elena Michelle smiled. She looked charming in her white wedding dress with an open shoulder, revealing the beautiful shape of her cleavage. A tear on the dress from the calf to the thigh added to her elegance, showcasing her white and smooth skin. As a model born into a conglomerate family, she had naturally black hair, sexy lips, and a sharp nose. She wore rather thick makeup and a body perfume that smelled of Japanese blossom.

Damn. I shake my head rejecting the crazy idea. For heaven’s sake, I hope not. “Enjoying your inner monologue, tesoro?” I flinched at the sudden voice. I didn’t notice she was already here. Her arms crossed in front of her chest, her ample breasts almost popping out from the strain. I stood agape at the image before me. How can she keep getting more beautiful every time she wears something different? She is still wearing her favorite color white. The gown is strapless and has a huge long slit up until her hip. I could see her entire long creamy leg. Her long hair is down in loose waves. She looks… enchanting.

She did not answer her but just nodded, all attention on me. “Why…Why don’t you try white? She-she’ll look like a f-fairy.” I do not know why I stuttered but I just did. I bit my tongue for working like this. But the girl was scaring me through her deadly glare. “Of course! Our Hoor’s already a fairy after all! White will suit her…” Bhabhi chirped but she stayed like that—glaring at me. Oh God, her eyes! As much as I should be scared of it, more than that, I am finding it unexpectedly beautiful. Beautiful and hot enough to burn me all right where I am.

She was radiant and beautiful, her white dress flowing gently in the wind. She was tall and graceful, with long flowing hair that shimmered in the light. Her eyes were the color of the moon, and they seemed to see right through me. Her skin was the color of moonstone, and it glowed with an inner light. She wore a white flowing gown that seemed to be made of moonbeams. As she came closer, I noticed that she had an aura of peace and tranquility around her. She radiated power and grace, and I felt myself drawn to her.

With a pounding heart, I stood to my feet quickly, watching as this person came closer into view. It was a woman with a flowing white dress and long blonde hair with a crown of white flowers around her forehead. She was oddly beautiful in an indescribable way. Her face was flawless, maybe even porcelain. She also had a glow about her that I had never seen in any other being. It was an aura that was so bright that I found it hard to look directly at her. She was barefoot as she walked through the meadow of white flowers; the flowers in the meadow matched her crown.

When I looked at the offending hair, I saw that it was pure white. The entire strand was pure white.

“We wanted to make sure it was her first.” “Your father was adamant it was her; his gut has never been wrong before,” Sergei said as the driver started the car and pulled out. We made our way to the café; it was now four o’clock, so we had to do this quickly before she left. As we pulled up, I saw the most beautiful girl through the window. Her white, blonde hair was pulled back so tightly into a bun on the back of her head; I was surprised she didn’t have a headache. She was too thin, and even from where I sat in the car, I could see the shape of the bones on her face and neck. The rest of her skin was covered. I got out of the car with Adrian close behind me and we made our way into the ca

Two nights later, Felise and I walked nervously towards the pack who were gathering around a roaring bonfire in the forest clearing. She wears a white long gown as part of the ritual. The white long gown exudes an elegant and timeless beauty. Its long and flowing dress accentuates her silhouette, highlighting her curves and grace. And the purity and simplicity of the white fabric enhance her natural beauty, creating a sense of femininity and sophistication. The rays of the moon's reflection on the fabric create a soft glow, accentuating the radiance of her skin and adding to her ethereal presence.

I answered. "White? Why?" He asked. "Because white is peaceful, it makes me calm and soothe my nerves. It is cold and it has its beauty" I answered. "But, white changes colour very frequently" He replied. "Means?" I asked. "White is plain, uncoloured. If you add any colour it will change its presence. Then, it will be no more white while... Black, No matter how many colours you add to it never loses its existence." He said looking into my eyes.