Beauties Synonym Novels & Stories

It seems that you are dragged into this mess to do what you are doing,” Regina advised. “Beauty of any kind is at the eyes that look at it; there are many counterfeit faces in this modern age: plastic faces, surgical faces, cream faces and pancake faces. Nature endows one with supernatural beauty. The fact is that whatever way beauty is made, artificial or supernatural, it is still beauty at the eyes that look at it. If my husband accepts my abject character which you found out, you have no right to stop me from putting on anything,” Vivian emphatically declared.

“I don’t know flowery Latin words like you, but with the amount of vocabulary I have, and the soul of language that I can comprehend… I want to say that I have never seen a man more beautiful than you…” “Handsome would be a better word choice, don’t you think?” I said. “No. Handsome means good looking and has more visual appeal, while beautiful means pretty and attractive, giving pleasure to the senses. And you, Zephyr, you pleasure all my senses... unfathomably, beautifully.” “A great philosopher once said, ‘words have no gender, just meaning that you attach to it.’ You proved it,” I said, entwining my tongue with her as she kissed me more intensely.

So cute. My drunk beauty ......

Regina advised. “Beauty of any kind is at the eyes that look at it; there are many counterfeit faces in this modern age: plastic faces, surgical faces, cream faces and pancake faces. Nature endows one with supernatural beauty. The fact is that whatever way beauty is made, artificial or supernatural, it is still beauty at the eyes that look at it. If my husband accepts my abject character which you found out, you have no right to stop me from putting on anything,” Vivian emphatically declared.

seemed to have become more slender. Chris looked at Paige. Paige blushed, feeling awkward. She said, "This… is the built-in beauty mode. It slims the face and enlarges the eyes. Many photo apps nowadays come with various beauty features catering to female users. "...Are you sure it's on beauty mode?" Chris asked, skeptical. He felt that the beautified versions of both him and Paige looked less appealing than their normal selves. Chris didn't say anything about it, but the standard facial features combined with the slimming function made his face appear narrow and pointed, resembling a goblin from folklore.

The heated gossiping immediately ceased as everyone was stunned by her looks. The glimpse of her beauty was comparable to that of the legendary Aphrodite. Innocence, composure, indifference, and fragility, all of these qualities seemed to combine perfectly to form her intoxicating demeanor. There was no proper description for her beauty, but it was similar to the essence of all beauties known to mankind. Although it had complexity and depth, her beauty was so pure at the same time. The glance Sabrina took behind her, which left an impression to everyone in the office, was not prompted by the gossip she heard.

Her eyebrows were thick and arched with confidence, and her cheekbones were sharp enough to cut glass, yet her smile—when it came—softened her whole face. Her eyes were the kind that held too many stories and not enough time to tell them all, a deep shade of whisky brown with golden flecks that made them look almost... enchanted. But it was more than just beauty. Nina Blackwood had poise. Grace. That enviable quality where she could sit on a stiff leather chair in a corporate office, sip black coffee, and still feel like she was sipping red wine in a rooftop lounge somewhere in Paris. And yet, she wasn’t intimidating. At least not to me. Not anymore.

I look at my watch, surprised that I am fifteen minutes earlier than our meeting time. “You’re here.” I look up when I heard those familiar and soft voice. My heart throbbed harder by just seeing her perfect face. God. I don’t know how I fall deeper than I expected to this woman. “What?” she asked, blushing. Maybe she’s being conscious about her look because for a minute, I stare at her like I’m some kind of a freak. “Nothing... You look... Nice.” From her elegant braided hair, down to her silver and shiny shoes. Everything about her is perfect. Her light make up brought out her almond shaped dark eyes. Her blush on was just enough for me to see through her natural look. And the lipstick...

"I don't think I am presentable enough for those kinds of events, Andrew. And I wouldn't have anything to wear and..." "And? We can go shopping together, and have you seem yourself? You are beautiful." Jasmine said nothing, as a bit of heat flushed across her cheeks. She caught herself looking up to Zane again. This time, he seemed to be packing up and she gave a low sigh. "I will think about it." Andrew nodded. "We are going together, right?" Jasmine shrugged, then slowly stood up, her eyes fixed on Zane. He stood up too, and lifted his eyes to her. They met in one electrifying gaze, and she felt it again.

I watch as she removes her makeup and I wonder why this is important. I am distracted by her motions as she gradually reveals her natural beauty, and I am enraptured by her. Then she turns around and tucks her fringe to the side revealing her entire face to me. She is absolutely beautiful, her pale skin is blemish free, despite her heavy use of foundation, and she has signs of sleep deprivation around her eyes. At first that is all I can see which is concerning to me, but then the light catches something and I realise the truth.