Aesthetic Ariana Grande Novels & Stories

He would most likely be tired and hungry when he got back. Grayson had informed me that the girl McQueen had been talking about was his “beard” and her name was Selene. I looked her up and found that she was a pretty light skinned girl who had a successful modelling career. They looked good together but i wasn't sure who had come up with this idea and if i really was on board for it. What if she was only pretending to be lesbian so that she could get with him? If I voiced these thoughts would he be pissed or not, it just was all a bit too pretentious for my liking but for now i was going to let it go.

I brush it away, fingertips skimming warm skin, and my stomach knots when I catch the faint shimmer of dried tears. Why was she crying again? Was it because of me? The thought feels like a punch under the ribs. My heart cringes. This girl is extraordinarily beautiful, naturally ― not like all those superficial bitches that surround me all the time. She’s beautiful in that rare, infuriating way — not because she tries, but because she doesn’t. No fake lashes, no overdrawn lips, no designer filters. Just Aria — real … original … fresh … unique … unforgettable. Shit.

I smile and chuckle as I nod, “Good, I've been good. I look at both of them and I'm assaulted by a feeling of familiarity and longing at the same time. “It’s been so long.” Breanne nods but Ariana simply stares me down from beneath her nose, her wine-red eyes catching me by surprise again, and as always I take in her dress and the whole look of her. Ariana is what anyone would call walking seduction. She’s perfect in every single way. She has siren eyes, full sensual lips, the perfect shape to match.

“You may be excused.” Determined to make a statement, Aria picked out a stunning dress. It was a brief, sexy number that revealed her back and hugged her curves perfectly. The fabric shimmered under the light, highlighting her every move. She styled her hair in loose waves and applied makeup that accentuated her features. A pair of heels completed the look.

When she saw who the latter truly was, her gaze was filled with jealousy. Aria stood confidently, beautiful and commanding. There was something hauntingly elegant about her—a kind of sharp grace that was impossible to look away from. She had the face of someone you couldn't forget and the eyes of someone you wouldn't dare challenge. Aria let her pendant swing lazily between her fingers as she looked over the crowd. "Alright," she said lightly, her smile edged with ice. "You may now make your requests post-arrest. A phone call? Or do you plan to bribe your way out with money?"

Even though Elena was no longer there, Aria was still reluctant to move, and besides, she didn't have an alibi to return to that room again. "Yes," answered Aria, smiling sweetly. Jayden continued to pay attention to Aria without realizing it. In her long peach-colored dress, Aria looked very elegant and beautiful. Her makeup was not excessive, making her look like a woman in her twenties. It doesn't even look like a woman who has just given birth. Yes, Jayden admits that Aria's body is fuller, but that doesn't make Aria look ugly at all. In fact, she looks even more seductive.

He would sit and have them do it the way he likes. Arianna tried to tell him that she can do it herself. Why should he spend money on what she could do for herself perfectly but he wouldn't. He claimed she could do it at home when she's alone. When the makeup was done, Arianna looked like a princess. She took everyone's breath away. Her hair was made into a beautiful bun with a few strands left curly on her face. As Arianna stood up, her hips and body were so attractive that Jace felt like pinning her against the wall and drilling her hard. She's so beautiful to behold.

A small red beauty mark beneath her eye brought out a captivating edge. Ariana had never seen herself like this before. She paused in surprise. The makeup artist admired her work like it was a masterpiece. "Ms. Torrey, you already have a great base. You just weren't using the best makeup before. If you showed up looking like this, people would think you're a top actress. Actually, calling you a muse might be more fitting!" Hearing the comparison, Ariana might once have called it exaggerated. But looking at her reflection now, she felt even "muse" didn't go far enough.

Ariana answered. Don't mind her. Ariana Knight is known as one of the most manipulative and shrewd businesswomen around New York. She is also known as the dark beauty. She keeps her enemies down on her feet by attacking them with her sweet words first then hits the bulls eye by her fabulous acting. She is quite expert in this section. "That's great! Now let's talk about what we can do to make it possible." Olivia said with a clap of her hands.

She asked cutely. Trust me, I found several girls who are hotter than her but cuteness and bubbliness, I never found and that's why she is the most beautiful girl I have seen. "Do I know Ariana? I don't think so," I said, coming on the topic. "You don't know her. She is too different from Ms Gray. She is not strong. She easily gets afraid, and yes she talks a lot. You will get irritated from her," Ariana said. "I am interested in knowing her," I said, finding the same glow in her eyes which I found when she talked with her friends. So, it means I am getting successful in getting what I want.