Beautiful Time Novels & Stories

I guess the universe accepted that we didn't choose each other. Destiny was still as beautiful. But she was no longer my favourite definition of the word beautiful. See, I now pictured beautiful as a girl with hair that went in all directions. I saw beautiful with big honey-brown eyes instead of the ocean blue eyes that were staring back at me right now. I pictured beautiful together with strong and feisty. I must say together, those three were one killer combination.

--- Six Months Later The day unfolded with the kind of beauty that seemed almost unreal. The sky stretched above, and the sunlight cast a golden glow, enveloping everything in its warm embrace, infusing the world with a radiant glow that made even the simplest sights appear enchanting. There was a gentle breeze that danced through the air, carrying with it the sweet scent of blooming flowers.

And in that moment, I knew that I was safe, that I was protected from the cruelty of the world. Bridgette's face was a vision of loveliness, her skin smooth and unblemished, her eyes bright and shining. Her hair was long and dark, cascading down her back like a waterfall of night. And her smile, oh her smile, was like a ray of sunshine, illuminating the darkness and making everything seem bright and beautiful.

*Grace* The moment I stepped out of the car, I couldn't help but be in awe of the magnificent Biltmore Estate before me. The sun was setting behind the majestic main house, casting a warm glow over the gardens and fountains. It felt like something out of a fairytale. A perfect place for a wedding. My heart raced with anticipation and a touch of nervousness as I took in the grandeur of my surroundings.

"You sound almost–" "Haughty, ungrateful, depreciative?" she cuts me off, unnerved, even though I was going to say exactly that. "One looks at a painting or a sunset or a cake and calls it beautiful. A human comes into sight, pleasing one's eye, and he or she is called beautiful too." "Your point?" "Our definition of beautiful is superficial and skin deep," she looks at her hand in the water. A tiny orange fish passes through the space between her slender fingers. A smile blesses Celeste's lips and my eyes. "It's more about what lies beneath the surface."

ARTEMY Rebecca's eyes were captivated by the breathtaking beauty before her, but all I could see was her. The sight of her small yet sweet smile illuminated her entire face, radiating excitement and pure happiness. Her vibrant green eyes shimmered with joy, her cheeks tinged with a gentle flush. I couldn't tear my gaze away from her, completely mesmerized by her beauty in that moment.

The sunset looked beautiful. The End!

A Dark tale of BEAUTY and The BEAST] .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

Constance laughed. Back in high school, we were eight best friends. Autumn was our leader as you might already know. The classification of beauty went as so: Autumn, me, Meredith, Mercy, Gaia, Debbie, Constance, and Leah. Then the classification of most sexually attractive: Autumn, Meredith, Mercy, me, Leah, Debbie, Gaia, and Constance. And then the classification of most endowed, like the blessed ones as we were told: Meredith (who was the queen since she had everything in extra large) me, (biggest boobs and nailed the hips, though not like Meredith's) Autumn (dealt with behinds more, though not as big as Meredith's or Debbie's. Her moderate boobs and hips made her number three) and Debbie.