Romans & histoires Beautiful Character

I brush it away, fingertips skimming warm skin, and my stomach knots when I catch the faint shimmer of dried tears. Why was she crying again? Was it because of me? The thought feels like a punch under the ribs. My heart cringes. This girl is extraordinarily beautiful, naturally ― not like all those superficial bitches that surround me all the time. She’s beautiful in that rare, infuriating way — not because she tries, but because she doesn’t. No fake lashes, no overdrawn lips, no designer filters. Just Aria — real … original … fresh … unique … unforgettable. Shit.

Dexie marveled at the woman’s beauty. While her facial features were not stunningly beautiful, her fair skin and delicate figure were pleasing to the eye. Her pleasant facial features and perfectly shaped face were simply dazzling. Her expression exuded elegance, with a gentle smile, and dazzling eyes that captivated Dexie’s attention. Dexie hesitated as she gazed at the photo, unable to look away from the woman’s beauty.

She came closer to look at a picture an alpha wanted showing her of his own pregnant wife. I was glad I could smell her and I wanted so badly to touch her, kiss her, run my hands through her hair.The more I thought about touching her, kissing her, running my hands through her hair, the more I became aware of how attracted I was to her and I knew why.She was beautiful and so kind, so gentle and so compassionate. But that was not everything.She also smelled amazing and her skin was soft to the touch.It was like her personality reflected itself in her skin. And then of course there was her beauty, her looks, her grace. She was just so beautiful it almost hurt.It was difficult for me to believe

He placed a kiss on her slightly parted red lips, then savored it as it tasted so sweet, as if it made him want more. "Uughh ...," a moan escaped from the woman's lips. "Hmmm ...," Rayden growled in response to the moan. "Stay with me tonight, Beautiful. We'll discuss the payment tomorrow morning; I'll give you whatever you want," Rayden said as he turned the woman's body to unzip the red dress. The red dress was indeed beautiful when the woman wore it, but he preferred her without anything on. And ... perfect! How could a call girl be so beautiful and smooth like this? he marveled at the sight beneath the red dress.

“Don’t worry. The orcs would only go for good looking women. Aside from Marian, you don’t even have to worry. Plus, you think badly, which is enough to drive even the lycans away.” “Ajax!” Marian heads over and punches his arm. Though it clearly, it not hurt, Ajax places a hand over the spot where Marian hit him. “You’re a man with eyes. You know as well as the rest of us that Belle is beautiful. I see you stare at her from time to time so don’t lie about it.” Ajax flinches like Marian hits him again. Then, his ears starts to burn red before fixing his glare at Marian. “I do not!” He denies, his face getting redder. “I was just observing her fighting stances since they are all wrong!”

It was as if a hidden beauty had been awakened, and I couldn’t help but be grateful for Bea’s unwavering support. With each stroke of the brush and every delicate dab of color, Bea’s expertise elevated my natural features, highlighting my best attributes. She celebrated my uniqueness and made me realize that beauty lies not in conformity but in embracing our individuality. Together, we reveled in the power of self-expression, allowing our inner beauty to shine through.

The Duchess told her and she gasps in amusement. "The prince's mother?" She asked and the duchess nodded.. Lia trailed her fingers crossed the beautiful painting and smiled inwardly. Now she fully understands why his beauty was unrivaled.. He was fairest of them all and no one could ever compare to his handsome features.. "She's beautiful." She mumbled loud enough for the duchess to hear and she also nodded in agreement.. "Queen Marisa was the most beautiful woman in Valeria and Men often battled just to behold her beauty.. There's no doubt My Nephew is so handsome." Duchess Amberie said with a proud smile plastered on her face..

Next to the clothes was a small, steaming tray of hot broth and fresh bread left by Elena. I washed the soot and sweat from my face with trembling hands, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My hazel eyes looked wild, wide with a lingering terror that I knew would never truly leave me. I stripped out of the remaining pieces of the expensive silk suit, sliding into the oversized sweater. The fabric was incredibly soft, swallowing my petite frame completely, but it smelled faintly of Karl’s dark cologne, a constant reminder of the man who held my leash.

She's a flirt! "Calm down, Beauty. Don't let the fake news and articles about them destroy you," my sister Amalia said. She is holding a plate that is loaded with food once again. I heaved a desperate sigh, and my eyes were like daggers on the TV where Beatrice's profile was still on. "You are beautiful, Beauty. The most beautiful of them all," she said, sounding like the mirror character in the Snowhite movie. "Oh my god! Look at you. Yes!" she jumped like a lunatic.

True, Diane was beautiful however compared to Lena, one who had eyes would know who was more attractive. Lena had a kind of beauty that was innocent and cute, though she wasn't born in a rich family and didn't have the privilege to wear expensive luxury clothes and designer items and makeup. She was still beautiful in a soft childlike cute and suttle way. Her beauty wasn't the type that screamed in your face. It was one that was capable of warming hearts and drawing people in. Actually before the incident with Diane there were still many people comparing them in terms of beauty, and a whole lot more rooting for Lena over Diane.