Novel & Cerita Aesthetic Ariana Grande

Ariane – United States That morning, I wake up with overflowing energy. My heart beats fast, my body seems to vibrate with excitement. Today is the last day of classes. The end of a chapter. A new beginning. My name is Ariane Akon Leslie, I am 19 years old, and I am in my final year of business management at a prestigious university in New York. My friends describe me as a classic beauty: brunette, long hair that cascades down to the middle of my back, a determined gaze, and an hourglass figure. I do not define myself by my looks, but by my fierce determination to win.

Months ago, when the same thing had happened with Kael, she was against it-as if she had known that bastard was going to betray Arianna. But now, a part of her was glad he did. Her sister had found her true love. The most unexpected twist she couldn't have imagined. The ruthless Lycan King was the one for Arianna... how lucky. Arianna stood as the most beautiful female in the hall. Her crystal-like gown flowed like a river, hugging her perfect figure and accentuating her beauty. She looked like a goddess. The embroidery was unique, utterly breathtaking. The stylist had truly done an exceptional job.

She’s gorgeous. Clothed in a stylish, tailored outfit that exuded both power and grace, Aria truly stood out. The way she moved, the way she held herself—it was as if she had fully stepped into her own. She was trying to follow Fiona’s instructions, her eyes focused and determined, though I could sense a hint of nervousness in the way she bit her lower lip. But all I could see was how incredibly beautiful she looked. The elegance, the confidence—it was all there, just waiting to be recognized. I found myself rooted to the spot, unable to tear my eyes away from her.

Sophie commented as Aria stared at herself in the mirror. She could not believe the elegant, sophisticated lady she was looking at. From the emerald green pencil gown to the pair of white stilettos and clutch, every part of her exuded elegance and mystery. She did not belong to the rich society but she looked like one. “You are going to take their breaths away by your beauty.” “Oh please.” Aria said, secretly rolling her eyes. “I am already nervous.” “Nervous? That is totally normal.” Sophie said, then she added, “Damien would be here in some minutes. Do you want to do some breathing exercises?”

Except I can't exactly do that, because Ari would probably have a heart attack, she's not very big on violence. "Cut it out, you two," Ari sashays out of the car, looking like a vision in her beige dress and freshly curled auburn hair cascading down to her shoulders. Her strapless clear heels elongate her already perfect legs, making me feel like a slut in comparison. As we make our way inside, the thumping music assaults my eardrums, I wonder if my hearing will ever be the same again.

The lights flickered for a moment, and then it came on again, illuminating the whole hall and chasing away the darkness. Ariana suddenly surfaced at the top landing of the majestic and curved white staircase once the lights went back on. Their eyes glistered with surprise as they become mesmerized and hypnotized by her enchanting beauty. Their stares of wonder made her antsy. Didn't she look good enough? What if they thought she was hideous? "Stop being a pessimist, Riri, you're nowhere near hideous. Breath in, breath out. You got this!" Her inner goddess told her.

Heat rose to her neck. “I meant creatively,” she said quickly. “Surviving creative burnout.” A tense silence followed. The kind designed to make people unravel. The man on the right flipped through her portfolio. “Your aesthetic is darker than we’re used to. But compelling. There’s a sense of edge… control.” “I think luxury is about tension,” Aria said. “Desire without safety. Wanting what you shouldn’t have.” The woman narrowed her eyes, but didn’t disagree. “Mr. Vale will want to approve any final shortlist,” she said.

Ariana, on the other hand, went quickly behind the bed. I was not sure what she was doing, but she was nude. I did see everything from her face down before she hid herself. Her body was just amazing. She has a beautiful chest, and her belly is still flat and firm with three vertical lines. Her navel looks like someone used the back of a pen to make a hole on her belly. Her waist down to her broad hip was perfectly curved. I guess the Creator spent a lot of time carving her out with such amazing body features. Her bronze skin tone was flawlessly beautiful. "Please, do you need anything?" Ariana asked, snapping me out of my lost moment.

Ariana POV In the evening, I got ready in a silvery grey gown whose sleeves were fully covered. The cleavage was on display, and the chest had diamond work. Wearing that dress, I felt like a queen of some state. The beautician put my hair in a messy bun. Before getting ready, Evelyn had called some salon experts for my all-body makeover. They massaged me and shaved my body. I didn’t know I was beautiful until mom said that I was beautiful and little care enlightened my features. Mom had arranged this gown urgently, and it perfectly fitted me. I looked like a goddess today.

And she owned every bit of it. It shouldn’t have been beautiful on her. It shouldn’t have worked. Mixed colors, frilly patterns, something Selene would have worn with effortless elegance. Aria had always been the opposite…simple, understated, cautious. Yet somehow, she had taken the impossible and made it… undeniable.