Beauty's Revenge Novels & Stories

Brandon did feel proud of Cassandra. “So what are we up to?” Cassandra glanced over at the plan laid out on the table. The name LAURA’S BEAUTY AND FAME was carefully printed out on the top. It was a document holding every share, shareholders, employees, and everything to do with Laura’s beauty and Fame. Cassandra turned to her mother with teary eyes. In her previous life, she had given her the salon and while she had not taken good care of it, under her care she went out of business and only came back to life when Carlson had taken over.

she belongs only to me. me: " shut up.. check her.. she is having fever.. I called you to give her treatment not to praise her beauty... " Allen rolled his eyes and treated her... me: " when will she get well?? " Allen: " you said you don't have any feelings then why are you caring her..?? " me: " I asked you something.. for that just say the answer.. " Allen: " uff.. you and your stupid revenge..." murmured under his breath then he said..

What…they wouldn't…I didn't think they would go that far, right? Oh God, Nat. You really are dumb. How could someone who had no qualms about killing someone and covering up not be able to do something much more despicable? “No, that's boring. She's already ugly. She can't get uglier. It would be like nothing to her.” One of them suggested. Meredith seemed to consider this and nodded. “How about we shave her head?” She asked excitedly and they all nodded, and clapped their hands excitedly.

Her mother's lifeless body,her father's eyes when the bullets had entered his skull and her siblings' cries. A sudden feeling began to grow. It grew continuously until every part of her smelt and felt like it. Revenge. That was the feeling,that was it. And in that moment,she swore never to rest until she has her captor on his knees, begging for her mercy. With that thought,she closed her eyes to sleep. But she had barely laid her head before being tapped roughly on the shoulder. She opened her eyes to meet those of a woman who looked like she was in her late fourties or early fifties. Her face wasn't friendly at all and Amaya immediately sat up.

She can't lose the only person who might assist her now that the company no longer belonged to her. She got up from her seat and straighten her dress. Wiped off any traces of tears from her face before she ran her fingers through her dark curly hair to put them back on place. Her appearance suddenly changed to that of a little seductress, moving her hips from side to side as she focused her gaze, searching for his eyes. Their gazes locked, and the desire once again started flowing in Asriel's eyes. He loosened himself as a smirk formed on his face. That was how he liked it, for him to be begged, for pleasure and power.

She took a deep breath, adjusted her shoe, took her matching silver purse that shone over her black silk halter neck dress. She walked back to the mirror “Oh shit” she cleaned up some smudged red lipstick in her mouth area “Back to perfect” she muttered, a smile formed at the left edge of her mouth. Her glazing skin, soft voice, beautiful cat eyes, and the way her dress hugged every curve on her body, leaving her thighs and back exposed, blonde hair, all looked attractive and irresistible. Her beauty was the exact opposite of her mind. She already made up her mind to cut ties with Olive and Kate since all they advised her to do was forget about Bryan or her revenge missions and just move on

When she touched her cheek, her fingers came away with traces of blood from where the soap had scraped too deeply. "Let this be a lesson," Irene said, finally releasing Beverly's shoulders. "Beauty is a privilege, not a right. And privileges can be taken away." Beverly stared at herself in the reflection of Diro's computer screen. Her face was red and irritated, her lips swollen and cracked. She looked worse than she had before the makeup—she looked damaged. "Now," Diro said, settling back into his chair, "do we understand each other?" Beverly nodded automatically, her face throbbing with every movement.

Her expression was a mixture of curiosity and skepticism, the kind of look that challenged you to prove your worth. "Now, I know what you're all thinking – another beauty product promising miracles. But, I assure you, the Rejuvenating Explosion is not just a product; it's an experience. It's a journey to rediscovering your inner radiance, to unlocking your natural beauty. It's about feeling confident, empowered, and beautiful in your own skin."

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

“Unfortunately, it’s not natural. I have to dye it to make it turn like this.” I feel like my jaw dropped to the floor out of shock. “You died, and then your hair turned pink!? But if you died, how did you return alive? Are you immortal?” For some reason, it seems like I uttered something strange because everyone seems to be looking at me with either a blank or bewildered expression. It isn’t until Duncan starts to laugh that the others, except Ajax, who seems embarrassed, follows. “Even when cracking a joke, she is adorable.” Duncan starts to pat Ajax’s back. “Come on, man. Introduce me!”