Novel & Cerita Ariel Aesthetic

The makeup artist gave him a confident reply. The stylist sped up. By five in the afternoon, the makeup artist finally put down the setting spray. "All done!" Ariana opened her eyes. The woman in the mirror looked incredibly alluring. She was so beautiful she didn't even seem real. Her overall vibe was cool and distant, as though she were a fairy, yet her eyes carried a bit of charm. The mix of coldness and allure fit perfectly. Her makeup wasn't too heavy, but her bright red lips were like fire, impossible to ignore. A small red beauty mark beneath her eye brought out a captivating edge.

Thousands of candles floated in the air, held aloft by the residual energy that Aeron had anchored to the Citadel’s foundations. Ariyah stood at the entrance of the hall. She was dressed in a gown of woven silver thread that seemed to flow like liquid moonlight. Her hair was braided with pearls and sprigs of rowan. She felt the eyes of the entire pack on her—not the suspicious, narrowed eyes of the past, but eyes filled with a desperate, burgeoning hope. At her side, Aeron walked with a newfound gravity. He wore a simple circlet of white gold, his violet eyes calm and observant. He was no longer just a child; he was the Living Bond.

“I just like to know where everyone is. Can’t have people sneaking off and plotting against me, now, can I?” I scoffed, crossing my arms over my chest. “Why would anyone plot against you?” Her smile widened, and something dark flickered in her gaze. “Now, that’s a dumb question.” Dane growled beside me, stepping closer, his presence a solid wall of tension and anger. “This is insane. You can’t just trap people here.” “Oh, but I can.” Ariel twirled a strand of her hair around her finger, her expression far too amused. “I built this city, after all. And I like to know where my little guests are at all times.”

It was as if any sound might break the spell and scare away the vision that had just entered. There stood Aria Vale, wearing a sleek silver gown that hugged her curves perfectly. Her usually loose hair was styled in soft, effortless waves, highlighting her smooth shoulders, elegant neck, and those delicate, striking features. Under the warm glow of the lights, she looked almost ethereal—like she’d stepped straight out of a dream. Even with only light makeup, Aria’s natural beauty was enough to make every other young woman in the room fade into the background. Someone in the crowd muttered in disbelief,

“There’s a lot more to life than that, Lovely. I can show you the world. I can show you things you can’t even conceive of in that smart brain of yours. Instead of bitching and complaining all the time, shut up and appreciate what’s right in front of you.” 10 Crewe Ariel walked into my office in jeans and a gray blouse. She had elegant taste, wearing clothing that made her both respectable and beautiful. Her hair was pulled back into a loose bun and her eye makeup made the blue color of her irises stand out. “Had a change of heart?” She lowered herself into the chair in front of my desk and crossed her legs. I set down the document I was reading. “Realized I could put her to better use.” “Rea

He was equally menacing and cold like his father but his body warm up feeling tingling everyone when he was checking out Ariel . Ariel was Spanish , her dad was the leader of Spanish Mafia Clan . She has gorgeous greenish blue eyes , blonde hairs , fair skin with frikles. She was a charmer ever since her birth but adolescence was doing magic on her . She was turning into a gorgeous lady . A head turner for sure .

~GRAY~ Nervous , pretty , cute , smart and sometimes strange. That's what I see Ariel as. Her beautiful dark brown eyes always seem to make me look at her every second without even noticing. Each time I look at her, I see a really shy girl who's afraid of men. She's beautiful , Enticing and worst still sexy and I bet she doesn't notice. There's something in her that draws me close to her without even thinking about precautions. I don't wanna scare her away with my bad side.

Warrior turned bitch actually, he smirked to himself. "Hey, sweetie. You came back early" Ariel smiled innocently and gently rubbed her hands over her almost naked breast. Jax swallowed the lump in his throat. He has never found Ariel attractive and he never will. He was sure if it was Kyra laying on the bed so seductively, he would feel the bulge trying to escape his trousers immediately. But for Ariel, he felt nothing. Nothing would make him lay with her. He knows Ariel so well. Very ambitious. She could go as far as faking a pregnancy for him.

Ariel was a little hesitant, but she didn't want to reject Rachel, who had been taking care of her for the past few days, so she allowed her to apply eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, and even some contouring and highlighter. Finally, she even used her finger to help apply lipstick for her. Once she was done, Rachel moved aside to allow everybody to admire Ariel, and everybody was stunned. "Oh my God, what a huge difference!" Alisa, who didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, was merely stunned by how gorgeous Ariel was.

Ariellas pov "This beautiful Goddess right here is Ariella The new Goddess and I am the dick that never introduced myself. Ace is the name but the ladies love to call me Aye." Ace joked as his eyes twinkled up at me. "Nobody calls you Aye loser." The Goddess next to him who had dark blue hair laughed as she playfully hit him. The way he looked at her with hooded eyes told me that he was definitely a player. It was fine. I was definitely not looking for anyone to date.