Beautiful You Novel Novels & Stories

she said with concern written in her voice. I nodded as I waved an assuring smile. “Yes, I’m okay.” “Then what was that about Damian claiming that you were his?” She asked. “Promise you won’t freak out.” I pleaded and she nodded. “You know that stuff I said about being sold off to a billionaire…blah blah.” I said and she nodded correspondingly. I paused, “that was about me.” She didn’t react. More like she didn’t understand. “I’m being sold off to Damian Cooper as a slave in the disguise of a bride!” I said.

Any questions about the book feel free to comment and I'll gladly reply to your questions. And yes stay tuned for a sequel; *drumrolls please* It will be Seth Sandoval Cervantes' book, a book filled with secrets, humor, a spice of romance and ofcourse Seth's childhood crush Tessa and a new female character who will win your heart as well as Seth's. ~Jojoestiel

"Indeed, she is Thea Lark, my cousin, though, we hadn't met for a long time, how do you do, Thea?" Thea looked at her and smiled sweetly, she thought that Dion would announce their relationship, but then... the feeling was not good. "I am fine, thank you, Rose," Thea let go of Dion's hand as she saw how Rose was intimate with him. "Oh my! Is that Madame Serena dress?" Rose smiled and nodded; she had been waiting for someone to notice the beautiful dress on her. "Yes, it... is..." She was prepared to flaunt her figure and the beautiful gems that adorned her waist, but the praise was extinguished as quickly as it came. The eyes were not for her, and the words neither. The old women and the you

“Girl, I would sell you for a chocolate bar” She replied with a bored look on her face. Beauty laughed. “You are not that mean!” Beauty cried. “Oh I am”. Beauty smiled. “But we can always go out to eat instead. There are some great places nearby, you know." “You can go and get it by yourself, I want to complete this hot book I am reading”. Jessie replied and laid on the couch, scrolling down on her phone. “Huh?” Beauty looked up from her computer and gazed at Jessie curiously.

And that distraction came in the form of none other than Hooriya. A girl with the name 'beauty of paradise' yet here she works as a whore in a brothel. He knew he deserved a woman exactly like her. A sinner for a sinner. But why did her eyes harbor such shyness and modesty which he hasn't even seen in those women who claimed to be so pure and dignified? What would happen when he found it, she wasn't what he presumed her to be. He will soon realize he wasn't worthy of her. A man like him couldn't ever have a woman like her. But it was all too late.

Like he's her king or superior boss or something, she said she'll be getting Valentina. A few minutes later, Valentina walked in, her red bottom heels clicking against the wooden floor, her hair cut short but kept in a straight style, her green, sharp eyes made her look dangerous, the soft makeup complemented her natural beauty, I will confess, this Valentina is fucking gorgeous. "Alexander, it's been too long," she says, walking toward him, kissing both of his cheeks. "Valentina, this is Hazel," he says, introducing me, she turned to me, her smile didn't flutter even, she kept the same face.

Perhaps Mother Selene preferred to meet her creation dressed strangely, rather than naked, as I had died. I was lying on a bed. A bed wrecked by an unending supply of blood from the puncture in my side. When I looked down and gingerly peeled the t-shirt up, my brows knitted with perplexity. Perhaps your wounds and imperfections vanish in death. It's not unexpected, given that Mother Selene was supposed to be the most beautiful Goddess in the sky, and She adored humans. The last thing She wants is for Her creation to arrive beaten and bruised.

My God. My smirk faded and turned into a surprised expression. She was…beautiful. Her doe hazel eyes, puffed lips, and that fucking perfect hourglass-shaped body. And her braces are gone. Her peach coat hung perfectly on her shoulders as the tight buttons of her black shirt were ready to pop out. By seeing her expression, I can say she’s as shocked as I am. “Rowan,” I heard her muttering as I quickly changed my expression into the snarky one.

Alex glance towards me. "What?" "I was always a shy girl. I never saw myself falling for a guy I just met and going out with him to do daring things. Especially behind my dad's back. Now that I look back, I can hardly see myself as that girl who hides in her own shadow." "Why?" "I guess I'm just happy now. I'm enjoying myself and maybe there's a part of me that doesn't want to go back." "You won't. As long as I'm by your side. You won't be alone anymore."

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.