Aesthetic Peachy Novels & Stories

"This is too pale..." Alyssa stood beside me with her clipboard, eyes flicking between swatches. "Should we deepen it with a shade? Maybe sunrise peach?" I smirked. Just a few weeks, and she was already learning so fast. Guess I didn't pick the wrong person after all. "Sunrise peach," I repeated softly, then smiled. "Yes, that's it. Summer isn't shy—it's bold." She grinned, jotting something down. "Bold and alive. Got it."

I like him, I don't need to ask your permission, do you hear me! Passion fruit honey: You threaten to come to Pearl! Pearl listened to her sister, no need to be afraid, no need to panic, I confide with him, make him understand me better, I am so lovely, so excellent, sleeping in the same bed, lying on my side, Dreamy eyes look at him, being a man will be hard! Fly! Flip! As a man, everyone will be moved! Brene Brian looked at the Sweet Pea Guun picture frame that was hung opposite for two seconds, frantically turned off the web page, threw the mouse down, kicked off her slippers, jumped on the sofa, lifted the small blanket to cover her face. jackfruit.

I called in my head but he wasn’t responding, what the fuck is going on…my chest feels tight again. “Hey, it’s me…look at me” Kayla’s scent was comforting as she raised my head and I’m forced to look into her eyes. My chest was starting to clear, her scent, low and subtle, it was comforting, but there was something sweeter wafting from right behind her, peach pheromones, similar to someone I know but I can’t remember who, it’s pretty sweet, it had me craving more.

Preslie asked looked deeply interested in my answer. I gave her a flat look. "Good one. We should make a documentary out of it." "Splendid idea-now can we get in the car?" - "Preslie." "What are you waiting for, Liza. Let's go!" "Preslie." "I think I'm going to go for cheese-I don't really like pepperoni." She dramatically stroked her chin, feigning being in deep thought. "Preslie." "Did you know that Pab's has really good peach smoothies all year around?" Preslie grinned as she looked at herself through her phone camera and powdered her nose.

Leah’s POV Athens has this pulse to it—a rhythm that doesn’t try to be anything other than what it is, ancient yet modern, loud yet quiet. I find a street vendor selling fruit, the rich smell of ripe peaches nearly overwhelming. I pause to pick one up, its skin warm and fuzzy against my fingers, and take a bite. The sweetness bursts in my mouth, so different from the dry, overripe ones I’ve had at home.

"Now what?" "Look at how beautiful it is," he suggested in a whisper, his warm fragrant breath tickling her ear. "How golden and full of light. How juicy and plump. It's ready to give itself to you , to be absorbed into your body. The peach slid out of focus and became a shining golden glow in the foreground. His lean dark face shifted into focus behind it, his eyes fixed intently on her. "Ok," I think I'm there," she told him, her voice low and shaky. "I'm pretty sure that I 've , ah, yield to the enchantment of the peach."

She silently ask. Prince Caspian shrug. "Let's bring the old age." That made Peach think. Is he trying to make his painting look aesthetic? "You mean to say that you will do it Aesthetic style?" Oh she would love that! Prince Caspian nodded his head before walking towards her. She take a step back. When Prince Caspian didn't stop walking towards her, Peach panic. "What?" She tried her best not to show that she's nervous. Finally! Prince Caspian stop when they are inches apart from each other.

Jagger said impatiently. He looked at Peach with a hint of lust in his eyes. Today, he was going to have fun with this beautiful girl. Although she was not fully developed, her figure was beginning to take shape. An under-ripe and a ripe fruit would taste different. Peach secretly clenched her fists and looked at David. David returned a reassuring smile. After seeing David’s smile, Peach instantly felt less nervous. David gave her a strong sense of security. Just when Cy wanted to speak, a sound interrupted him.

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.

“You can come out now, Peach.” Peach steps out from behind the fridge. How did I not notice? Her hair is tousled slightly and her face and skin is all pink. I’m not sure if it’s from shock or arousal. Either way, her dress is a little wrinkled on her and she has that look on her face. The look on the face of an innocent virgin about to be sacrificed to a dragon.