Novel & Cerita American Beauty Book

“ I am here now, we can go to that favorite restaurant you like.” The woman in Front of him was dashing and beautiful. She tied her black nappy curly hair into a sleek bun leaving her slender chocolate- caramel shoulders to show off. She wore Jayden’s favorite red dress that he bought for her. It was 2 inches above her knees and it hugged her body perfectly. Her body and face was surely a sight for sore eyes. A pair of silver stilettos which fitted her feet perfectly beautifully matched with the expensive diamond necklace and stud earrings he bought for her three days ago. Jayden spoiled Natasha without any regrets and did close to nothing for Laura.

However, his attractive eight-pack peeked through the gap of his robe. I had a boyfriend, but I had never seen a man's body before. Raised in a conservative family, I couldn't help but blush at the sight. The gentleman who entered didn't seem to notice my embarrassment. He addressed me professionally, "Hello, Daphne. My name is Caleb. Please lie down here. I will wash your face now." I nodded stiffly. His slender fingers caressed my cheek. Feeling relaxed, I shut my eyes. Perhaps Caleb was too good at his job, or maybe I was still exhausted after my flight home from Crestova, but for a moment, I felt like I was floating in the air. My eyelids were fighting to stay open.

Anything else. That’s when I remember the library book I should’ve returned weeks ago. The librarian’s probably going to bite my head off—but honestly? I don’t care. I’ve read that book so many times, I could quote it in my sleep. The romance between the Prince of England and the American president’s son… what started as hate turned into something powerful, something unstoppable. A love so intense, not even the gods could break them apart. I dream of a love like that. But in my messy little life, it feels impossible.

“It gives people the wrong impression.” I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My mind was still replaying the way Diego had looked at me, like he could see through every lie I’d ever told. Two days later, I met Grace at our usual spot—the small café tucked between the bookstore and the apothecary. She was already at a corner table, her strawberry-blonde hair catching the morning light like spun gold. “You look like hell,” she said by way of greeting as I slid into the chair across from her.

I hope she forgives me and gives me back my pretty face, I just can't live this way. Alexander's point of view: My thoughts were still on Rihanna, I just can't concentrate on anything without thinking about her. I was trying to read the book my junior cousin gave me but I don't think I'm paying any attention to it. It is filled with magic and supernatural stories. Suddenly my eyes caught something in the book. A story of the ugly girl and the beauty goddess. There are other goddesses apart from Selene and I've heard about this beauty goddess but I don't know much about her.

She uses her beauty to rule the people around and that is what makes her ugly. "You read your book upsidedown, amazing," I was back into my senses. I was caught off guard when I saw the upsidedown book I pretend to be reading with. "I just challenge myself to read the book this way, improving my eyesight." I reason out. He just shook his head and left me embarrassed. I know he doesn't buy that reason. Shame on me, shame on you, Amira. ### "Hi, Cassandra!" "Cassandra!" "Hi, Ms. Beautiful!"

A long, soft moan escaped Emily's small lips as she closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the tenderness of the French man's touch along her spine. The woman lay face down on the bed, completely naked, with the sheets in disarray. Her heart raced wildly, her breath coming in gasps in the dimly lit room. That afternoon, dark clouds began to gather in the sky, signaling the arrival of a storm mixed with lightning, similar to the one that had struck Chicago a few days earlier.

Whoever that lady was,she seemed to be an important person around here, to make Sophia this uncomfortable. Amaya nodded and made her way to the door. She took a deep breath before turning the door knob. She met the lady already at a distance,and she ran after her. "Thought you were gonna stay in there forever" the lady said without looking back. Amaya bit the insides of her mouth to stop herself from replying back. This woman was one proud and arrogant peacock. "Her night was terrible,as she couldn't sleep well. But couldn't her morning start normally?" she wondered in frustration.

I wasn't there for only ten seconds I step inside her room, she said goodbye to the world. "Why it still hurts? I should be smiling because I have Austin with me but why this feeling of emptiness still haunting me?", I said to myself while drying my tears from my face with the tissue I have in my hands. I went back to my room. I was like this when I am alone in the mansion. Lucy and Kent brought Austin with them to the Museum. They were invited to attend the auction for Eloisa's painting collections. I decided to wear something beautiful today. Let me guess, what if I will be a doctor so I can save everyone's lives especially those in need.

When we got inside, there were still a lot of people but not as many as the roaring people down the street. "Miss, Santelli. You're here," the female wearing the cheapest sheath dress said, her frizzy hair blocking my view. I raised my mental eyebrow when I heard her implied 'you're late' greeting. Playing along I said, "Yes. I'm very sorry. The afternoon traffic was a nightmare." "That's no problem, Miss Santelli. Right this way." She led me to a long table with a chair in the middle and millions of Times Magazine copies stacked nearby. I smiled and gave a slight wave at the people inside the library and took my seat on the chair.