Aesthetic Besties Novels & Stories

An ideal world where no competition is allowed, only a crowd, which despite being exhausted, is relentless when it comes to one day reaching the standards of beauty that belong to them. That is why, tonight, I choose to challenge everything he believes in by clinging to the theory that yes, aesthetic beauty is certainly attractive, but over time, one will need something more to keep the admiration burning like a flame. This may be intelligence, charismas, or a lost soul for those who love to mend one. The pity being that, most of the time, this becomes a rip-off. For when plunging into the depths of another, one may be startled to discover that our pure desire does not match at all with our

Elena chose to seat on his reading chair while still eating her cake. “I saw some of your artwork, I’m glad to finally decided to take it seriously. Trust me I was shocked to see it. Really, really shocked” Matthew started. “But trust me, I was over the moon, and was quite proud” Matthew added and Elena smiled. “I felt the same seeing your face all over the AIESEC Austria page and IMUN Europe’s page. Your face is very trendy on those pages” Elena replied and Matthew nodded his head. “It’s something I found peace with. I also enjoy it so why not” Matthew said and they ith laughed quietly and a bout of silence ensued between them again.

“Stop exaggerating, please. You are not ugly.” Idara sighed. “All right. Agreed. But I still stand on my word that your sister looks much better.” “No, I don't.” Anastasia groaned in frustration. “You're more beautiful than I could ever be, Dara. Admit it.” Tayo grinned, crossing his arms over his chest. “Tell you what? I have an idea that'd most definitely settle this whole thing.” “Oya, talk. We are listening,” said Idara. “Okay. Now, why don't we take some pictures, ladies?” Tayo suggested. “Whoever's photo looks better takes the win. Easy peasy.”

She was a pretty gal, long dark red hair, artwork inked her skin, and she had a bit of an edgy look to her. She had been close to Adom ever since he started here, they just clicked off the bat and to top it off her boyfriend is Seb second cousin. What do you know.

She finishes firmly and I get a little smile on my face as she looks up at me. "You're right." I say and she nods. "It took me a long time to figure it out. I'm not as smart as you." She says with a grin. I slip my hand under the shirt she's wearing, running my fingers along the curve of her waist. "I just never cared what anyone else thought of me. I've been called a nerd and a loser my whole life. I found friends in video games and Dungeons and Dragons. People who were like me and, quite honestly, they're a lot more accepting than the rest of society. They don't care what you look like, how much money you make, how many followers you have on whatever app is most popular at the moment. All

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.

He mocked the word sister and smirked only for it to die out when Bailey turned around and showed him her pretty doe eyes. Kaleb will also admit that Bailey was one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen. With her huge blue doe eyes, long black hair that nearly looked ink touching her tailbone, pouty lips that somehow were already so naturally red, and cute button nose with fat cheeks, Bailey could easily put these supermodels to shame. The girl was a living walking barbie doll. Just way prettier in real life. But she was off limits and besides like he said, she was annoying just like his sister.

Aesthetic's POV: “ I see… “ I murmured while looking at Spade's cold eyes then gulped many times to settle this uncomfortable feeling. “ I’m Aesthetic, but you can all call me Thea. “ I stated while wearing a fake smile on my face. How can I even smile if I know that I was sorrounded by these non-human creatures? They're all gorgeous but the fact that they have some hidden fangs inside their mouths make me wanna run away from here.

The woman asked. "I want the best, the most expensive, the most beautiful, made with the rarest fabrics from famous designers. The clothes I need, I won't want to see them on someone else. Just find me something that suits me perfectly. Clothes that will make me look classy, sexy and beautiful" Aurelia completed with a smile.

That’s not a compliment. “That’s the aesthetic we discussed,” Weston reminds her, his tone patient in a way that suggests they’ve had this conversation before. “Farm chic. Rustic elegance. Remember?” “Of course.” Her smile is bright and brittle. “It’s exactly what we talked about.” It’s absolutely not what she wants and we all know it. I make a mental note that Eloise’s moods seem to shift like weather patterns—warm and engaged during the dress fitting, cool and dismissive now.