Beautiful Novels & Stories

And there he is. In all of his glory; navy checkered button-up shirt, both of his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, dark jeans and his scuffed up boots, his guitar strap is crossing his chest, like always. And, like always, his devilish smile is planted on that handsome face. “Hey, Beautiful,” he croons, waking up every hairs I have on my arms, sending thrills down my spine, heating me up from inside out. Nate peruses me from head to toe and back to my head again. His eyes leisurely eats every inch of my body, making my already burning self combust with need. My breath is getting heavier when his appreciative gaze meets mine.

POV Finn I opened the car door for Layla and offered her my hand. I almost fell over when she stepped out. She was the most beautiful person I had ever seen. I was speechless "Woah" was all I could manage to say. She smirked at me. "Holy crap, La. You look amazing" Leo said Bear walked up to her and hugged her. "You look wonderful" he whispered as they separated. Layla was wearing a white dress that looked like it was made for her. She looked ethereal.

The woman called. We immediately turned to the woman who called him. The girl smiled at us. I also saw Andrew smile when he recognized the woman. The woman is beautiful; she also looks rich and a kind woman. The woman approached us. As she got closer and closer, I could see her beautiful face. I suddenly felt pain in my chest when I see them smiling and looking at each other. The woman also looked at me. She looked at me from head to toe, but I don’t feel offended.

“Wherever that is.” Suddenly, the air shimmers with radiant light. A glowing halo materializes above the flower pot, illuminating the meadow in a soft, golden glow. From within the halo steps a woman—her skin like polished gold, hair flowing like silk down her back, eyes holding the wisdom of ages. She moves with the effortless grace of sunlight, her presence both comforting and awe-inspiring.

I reached out and grabbed his chin softly, then tilted his face up so I could see him properly. I was shocked. Speechless. I did not expect this… this kind of beauty. My heart flipped, but I didn’t pay attention to it. His hair was a warm brown, slightly messy like he’d been running his fingers through it. His eyes were a deep, normal shade of green, but they held something that hit me harder than I wanted to admit. He was breathtaking in a quiet, unguarded way that most people in our world had long lost. Too bad I’m here for his sister, not him.

The passing beaches made my mouth slightly askew at it beauty, "Is it alright if I head up to the beach tomorrow? Get a nice day out?" Triston barely paid me any attention, "Sure. Sure." He waved me off, as I faced him. Triston was a good looking man, his blonde hair combed back in a way that complemented his facial structure. He was focused on his work, his sapphire eyes scanning lines of an email that was probably important. I remember when I had important tasks- things that needed my attention that I would ignore him for. Now, I had none of that- just my silly garden-

It's hard to admit that, even to myself. He's safe and gentle. The opposite of Hunter. With Hunter, the earth trembled and the moon falls out of place. With Arlo, I know who I am, he's my compass pointing me home. With Arlo, the world shines in new ways. He sees the world through a camera lens, the light reflects what is truly there. Through that lens, I am this new and beautiful girl. Somewhere between classes, this dumb assignment, and being comforted I've found time to fall for someone else...and that someone isn't Hunter.

I said, "I could keep you company sometimes." "You'll be late for school." he said and walked away. You won't be playing hard to get for too long. ** I saw Adam on my way to 5th period, he was standing at someone else's locker, the owner peeked out on the other side of the locker and I couldn't lie, she was pretty, way prettier than me, silky brown hair and hazel eyes, with full lips painted a nice rosy pink. She had on a black plaid skirt, a black hoodie and was wearing converse sneakers.

Grace said as she moved towards her. "It's Bonnie." Bonnie said, "hey, c-can you please help me with my hair?" Grace nodded, but remember she couldn't see, "Of course" she walked to Bonnie and looked at her large bushy hair. " You have beautiful hair." Bonnie faintly smiled. "I wish i could remember how it looked." She whispered. Grace's eyes widened, "Do you at least remember how you look?" Bonnie shook her head. Grace's smiled sadly at her as she ran her fingers through her hair, her fingers getting stuck on the way. "Well, you look extremely beautiful."

But now my views towards it have completely changed, I see now that sex is beautiful and wonderful especially when you are doing it right and with the right person. As I finish off applying my makeup, I can't help but imagine how messy and rustled I will look after my much anticipated date with Lukas tonight. It's ironic because in the past if he dared mess up my hair or my makeup I would get really mad but now the thought of him fucking me so hard that he leaves me disheveled does things to me, things the lady in me used to frown upon not so long ago. After a few more minutes of touching up my makeup and brushing my hair, I'm done and ready to go meet up with