Beautiful People Dont Just Happen Novels & Stories

"You should ask how I have been fairing, you know? It's been four months and you don't even care if I have been well?" Darian scoffed, bobbing his head. He knew she was doing well. Jay had told him that she joined a modelling agency and that explained why she had lost so much weight. He shook his head, wondering why people had the mentality of skinny to be the only beauty. He found every woman beautiful no matter her body type. What mattered was not a woman's beauty, but who she was, the kind of heart she had and her attributes. Beauty was good, but there were more things to just being beautiful.

He’s taking a shower like what he always do. Waiting for him to finish, I stared at myself and smiled. I am beautiful, I know. People tend to believe that beauty is an advantage, but they didn’t know that it’s also a burden sometimes. My physical and inner beauty wasn’t enough to let the people I love stay. The hell! I wouldn’t beg for it no more.

Basil The music blares loudly in the club, the club that I own. Sweet Ecstasy. I'm sitting in a booth on the second floor, observing the moving bodies below. My eyes immediately settle upon a pair of women, only one of them ignites something in me. She's wearing a skin tight black dress that is a little too short. Long wavy dark red hair falls down her back reaching the top of her ass and what an ass she has. A full figured body, with tits that looks more than a handful, and a luscious ass that shook with each step, my favorite. I prefer women with curves, it gives me something to hold onto while I fuck them. Her friend isn't bad looking but she's not my type, too thin. I wave Andre over, my

the tailor whispered. "What makes you so beautiful to me is that you care so much about others; that you see my beauty, that you show how special I am to you; that you see my beauty, that you show how special I am to you; that's what's got me for life. You aren't just beautiful; you make the space around you beautiful as well; you affect others and bring their beauty out of them, and you do it with ease. It's who you are. You are a flower that makes others bloom,

All the pain that Prince Arsh felt then became fresh again. I couldn't help but break into their conversation. “Excuse me, but based on my belief, all women are equally beautiful, so you have no right to compare one young lady to another young lady. We are all beautiful but do you know what makes a young lady even more beautiful? The same good habit she has. That is why the beauty of a young lady is unique among all if she also has good manners.” I smiled sweetly at him after mentioning that. I hope he understood what I was pointing at.

However, when she noticed Catherine's radiant smile just now, Audrey realized what true beauty meant. "Kathy, you're so beautiful. When you smiled just now, my heart almost melted!" Audrey wasn't joking, and even Kim, who was beside them, was in awe when he saw Catherine. Beauty was not just skin deep. The entertainment industry was filled with beautiful women. Many of them were beautiful either by birth or through effort. However, many people's beauty was only skin deep. Natural beauties like Catherine were truly a rare find. If Catherine were willing to enter the entertainment industry, she wouldn't need to make much effort. With her face alone, she could easily become a hot star and a lea

Flashback Part 3 Ella Victoria Everette's Point of View I'm getting too used to when someone was telling me that I'm so beautiful. I mean, all of us are beautiful in our own way. I don’t know but when someone tells me that I'm beautiful, it hits different. But always remember that a person's beauty depends not only on their appearance but also on their heart. In my case, I was beautiful inside and out. Well, I'm just saying that we are beautiful in our own way.

I'm not praising because Gerald is from Germany, but all Caucasian races, no matter which country, nothing is terrible. "Not that, but we cannot specialize. Except in Indonesia, it can. Because there are several cities that have a lot of Cogan." I'm defending myself. "I prefer Indonesian women, all beautiful. Especially those in front of me." tease David. Heck ... Why is this boy being so diligent about teasing me? I'm not pretty, but sometimes I feel beautiful. Depending on the circumstances, sometimes feel beautiful, sometimes not. All women in this world must feel that way. Except for someone who's already pretty from a baby, she doesn't need to feel ugly anymore. For example, my idol Sel

I look at her bare face and I am quiet encouraged by just how beautiful she is without make-up, my hands are still around her waist, and oh what joy I feel as I look at her, I have to be real with myself though, she’s one of the best thing that has ever happened to me. I begin rubbing her waist, drawing circles and just trying to store everything into my memory space. Because each time I look at her there’s this feeling that rises up inside of me, like a part of me comes alive, I know it’s not love, but I won’t be surprised if it becomes that.

, Sarah started crying. “Hush child!”, Dr Florence soothed her. “Your mother and I were close friends before she unfortunately passed away. She would be very upset to see you unhappy and crying. I don’t think you are ugly at all. Beauty is not in the face alone. True beauty is in one’s soul, one’s personality and in the substance one has within. To me, a woman without substance is not beautiful at all. A person with a bad heart is the one who is truly ugly. Rise and shine child. There is much more to life than marriage.” “Can I come in?”, a cheerful feminine voice interrupted the warm conversation between Sarah and Dr Florence.