Beauties Synonym Novels & Stories

I asked doubtfully. "You're quite beautiful; I'm sure that's a possibility," Jaden said without hesitation. So ... I have to be the seductive woman who has to ensnare the Italian mafia boss?

Don't scare your angel again' I calmed my mind. "Shut up Sanaya! She is more beautiful than you, both in and out. You know what Sanaya? Beauty lies behind the eyes of the beholder. Interior beauty is that beauty which shows our internal character, our moral values, ethics and cultures, whereas outer beauty is that beauty which is pleasing to other eyes. Inner beauty is to know the strengths and live with them, which results in confidence. Outer beauty is something one is born with, while inner beauty is a gift to one self. We may not be able to see inner beauty in a person, but we can definitely feel it. A person with inner beauty can touch the people around her, and I'm very lucky to have m

But what she doesn’t understand is why can Freeda see it too? Freeda was seated beside him at the table and Jude just listened and felt how weird Freeda was reading the book while he sees nothing in it. "This book is about eternal love and sacrifice until death, but the deity has a gift, that is beauty in immortality, what exactly is beauty in immortality?" Freeda read and Jude was amazed.

Tehzeeb apologised "It's okay dear" she responded. They walked for a while before the lady spoke up. "What's your name?" she asked from nowhere. Tehzeeb was a little bit taken aback by her question "My name is Tehzeeb" she responded "You have a nice name. Your name fits you smoothly, because you're showing the characteristics of your name. Tehzeeb which means Respect, if I'm not mistaken" "Yeah, you're right" Tehzeeb answered calmly "That's good. My name is Hajiya Turai and I'm pleased to see you here because you're calm and collective which is good"

None of those women can compare to her natural beauty. "You are more beautiful than all the women in every herd. They are all the same, tall, and fake. They're more human than anything with how they dye their hair, get breast enhancements, and all the other fake stuff I can't think about. They assume that's what men want. Maybe some do, but not me. I prefer natural beauty. Who wants something fake when you can have something real with meaning?" Monica looks up at me and smiles slightly.

The entire room would emit an aura of wealth and luxury if it weren't for the pile of clothes that spoils its aesthetic appeal. However, what caught Ciara's attention was a seemingly ordinary-looking mirror hanging next to the desk. Standing at a distance, Ciara could see the faint outline of herself reflected inside it. The shadow slowly transformed into a strange woman, who waved her hand to signal for Ciara to come closer. Usually, Ciara's curiosity was not very strong, but now there was something urging her to approach it. Ciara seemed to lose control, her eyes slowly losing focus. She was like a puppet being manipulated as she took slow steps towards the mirror. Just as her hand was abo

His breath tickled my neck, a sardonic smile played on his lips. I remained silent. And that predatory smile played on his lips. "Fortunately, you're an asset." He looked at me. "Remember these eyes at the event?" Our eyes met, and the way his eyes pierced into my soul, caused flashes of that man's eyes to play in my mind. How could I possibly forget? "You...you were..." Lost for words, I could only stare in shock. "That's right sweetheart." He said, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. "Assets don't disobey. A smart asset," he continued, his voice dropping to a low growl, "knows her place."

Omotayo My back ached terribly from sitting in one position for too long. Ini had spent over three hours trying to supposedly 'bring out my beauty' as she called it but I only saw it as a waste of time since I know I'll still look great even without the excessive use of makeup. "I swear Tayo, anyone that sees you now will think you're on your way to a funeral," she tells me and I furrow my brows confused. "What am I doing wrong now?" I asked her and she responded by making me look at the mirror in front of me.

" She muttered moving close to them. “I'm telling you, beautiful ladies are everywhere!” Ethan exclaimed. Tiffany shook her head. “You're not looking for substance, Ethan. Beauty is more than physical appearance.” Camille chimed in, “Actually, I think beauty is a combination of confidence, intelligence, and kindness. Physical appearance is just the icing.” Tiffany nodded vigorously. “Exactly! Camille gets it.” Ethan chuckled, holding up his hands. “Alright, alright. I'm outnumbered.” Tiffany clapped hands with Camille, a victorious smile on her lips as she stared at Ethan.

I went for a facial with my bestie, Tanya Tomlinson, at a beauty salon that went viral online recently. Just as we stepped foot in that salon, we were immediately greeted by good-looking six-foot-tall hunks. A man in a black suit who resembled a celebrity approached us. He addressed Tanya like they were old friends. "Tanya, it's been a while. Are you here for a facial or hairdo?" Tanya flicked her sexy wavy curls and smirked at the man. "I'm here for a facial. This is my best friend, Daphne Monterey. She's here for the first time. I'll entrust her to you."