Beautiful Mother 소설 & 이야기

I have to admit, it was both beautiful and intimidating. I couldn’t explain my reasons, but when I looked up at this mountain, I saw Tia. She was like a mountain. Strong, determined, unyielding, unapologetic, indestructible, but always breathtakingly beautiful. Perhaps to someone else, this may not sound like a compliment, but to me, it was a symbol of what she offered the world. An unmovable, beautiful force. She stood tall and didn’t waver under anyone or anything. She was admirable in every way; you just had to stop and take in her true beauty to see what it was she actually stood for.

Mama is just a warm person generally. In that position, Alera's eyes open and they meet mine and she glares at me. I'm a way, I'm grateful for that. Because it quickly reminds me that this is all an act. Nothing is real. My mother’s voice rises with joy. "Oh, che bellezza! Thoss photos on the Internet don’t do her justice." She strokes Alera’s curly hair. "She's perfect. Such lovely hair." Alera is still smiling and playing the role perfectly. It’s both unsettling and impressive.

Riley's Pov A beautiful lady called mother. Mither turned and looked at her and I noticed the change of mood on mother's face. Who is she? I looked at her and noticed how pretty she is. Her skin is so flawless and fair. She has an hourglass figure that any man will die for. Her hair is so long and curly. She just have spent a lot of money, keeping that hair beautiful as it was. Her dress, it was a short body fitted light blue gown, revealing her perfect features. Her breasts are big and round and well fitted in her gown. Her features are all perfect and this got me a bit jealous. She is well endowed with beauty and everything a man wants, but me, well..... What will I say? I am so unfortunat

Upon that throne sat the most beautiful woman I have ever seen; flowing blonde hair sat upon each shoulder. “Don’t be afraid; my Dear, come closer.” An angelic voice rang out into the silence. I moved closer as the distance closed, and it revealed that this woman was no ordinary woman. My mother always described a beautiful woman with blonde hair and violet eyes; she was the mother of all wolves. "Rhian, my dear, do you know who I am?” I couldn’t get my brain to work in unison with my mouth, so I tried to spit something out that sounded like Blood Moon Goddess.

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..

she said in a threatening tone. Hearing the woman mention her mother's box, Ciara desperately suppressed her urge to kill the person in front of her. Seeing Ciara's restrained attitude, the woman felt quite satisfied. So she released Ciara's hair and left with the money in a leisurely manner, not forgetting to say: "Isn't it better to be obedient like that? You should remember that provoking me will only harm you, not benefit you." Ciara pursed her lips, she obviously knew that already.

My mother worked for three days. She didn't sleep or rest. My mother lay on the ground, caressing my head inch by inch as she drew the portrait line by line. When the tenth portrait was made, her sanity finally crumbled. I was crouching right beside her as I looked at all the portraits she made. Yes, she was a good artist. The portraits were spitting images of me. I kept staring at the portraits and was a little surprised that my mother would make such a beautiful rendition of me.

My body melted and sank to the bottom of the lake. ‘I’ll meet you, Mom.’ It’s all getting dark. My body seems numb. Is it called ‘death’? “Ara.” ‘This voice….’ I opened my eyes. Dark. ‘Where am I?’ A beam of light emerged from that end. I ran towards the light. My mother’s voice is getting clearer. My eyes greeted with an amazingly beautiful place. The flower garden is so vast with a waterfall behind it. It is not the running water but the milk river. My shoulders tremble when I see a woman with a black hair smiling at me. My eyes are heating up.

But, My breath got hitched seeing the beauty infront of me.She is standing in front of the mirror her bare back give the perfect view to my eyes. Hearing the sound she turned around and look more beautiful than I had ever imagine. After my mother she is the most beautiful women I had ever saw. She is like an angle from heaven who came to the earth just to be my wife. She wore a beautiful blue backless gown which was hugging her body like a send skin. Every curve of her was clearly visible which was giving me a very hard time to control myself around her.

I never wanted it to fucking end. Every five seconds, her face floated in my vision, her perfect brunette beauty dancing around in a bubble with that same broken, haunted smile I fucking lived for. The one I wanted to tattoo on my skin until it flowed into my very pores so I’d carry a piece of her along with me forever. My mother was right, beauty was indeed the greatest weapon to subdue a man.