Beauty With A Beat Novels & Stories

She nudged his elbow as I smiled. "You are beautiful both physically and emotionally. No one can take what you did. I was afraid you would spill hot water on me when I arrived. But the smile you gave was very shocking. I know why Ini has been going crazy over you." I said as she bit her lips holding back a blush. "It's no problem. To be honest, it's not like I did like it. But, I know he was busy with work and besides, the victory is really obvious too." She added as I turned to Ini.

Mason was the one who made him president while we were still in college. " Oh... “ " Let's just get dressed. Angela can you do my makeup? “ Beauty asked and she shook her head. " You're already beautiful. You don't need makeup. If you use makeup, the attention will be only on you. “ Angela pouted. " Well that's the plan. “ Beauty sighed. " I have to show the public that I'm not a home wrecker. If I have even one member of this family by my side, everything would go smoothly tonight. “

Eva answered. "Oh! I'm sorry! I was just curious." The girl bowed a little while apologizing, but Eva could clearly see that the girl was insecure about her looks. "It's okay, but you know what? You are beautiful just the way you are. You don't need to meet the beauty standards which people have created nowadays. You look beautiful." The girl's eyes sparkled hearing those words. She thought that maybe, like all spoiled brats, Eva would too insult her or treat her rudely, but no, she didn't. That's when the girl realized that not everyone was the same. Respect filled her eyes for Eva.

Your laughter echoes on the other end and I end the call I met Beatrice Rossi when I was in college, more specifically in a dance club. The girl of African descent with short, curly hair played shows that warmed lonely hearts and had the ability to bring the dead back to life, if you know what I mean. At the time, I made her an offer, which she accepted without a second thought, striking a deal that included no involvement between the two of us and a lot of profit for her.

What a gentleman! I smile while ignoring the curious stares from the nearby tables. BEAT is an exclusive restaurant with mostly high profile clients who can afford their ridiculously priced menu. The chances that they all know who I am and who Ethan is, are very high. They probably also know about our fiasco wedding day, hence the stares. “Good morning to you too, Handsome.” My seductive voice sounds strange even to my own ears but I don’t care. I have no shy bone in my body.

It appears that he was the only one who is genuinely happy about the news. This is it. My life is finally going to change. Everyone has seen that I am strong and that the alpha has recognized my strength. No longer will they laugh behind my back for being small and different. No longer will they think of me as the weak link for being an abnormal wolf - an abnormal beauty, as they used to call me. I am strong and I am cruel, like a true lycan. My name is Belle, and starting today, I am the Lycan’s new beta.

I went for a facial with my bestie, Tanya Tomlinson, at a beauty salon that went viral online recently. Just as we stepped foot in that salon, we were immediately greeted by good-looking six-foot-tall hunks. A man in a black suit who resembled a celebrity approached us. He addressed Tanya like they were old friends. "Tanya, it's been a while. Are you here for a facial or hairdo?" Tanya flicked her sexy wavy curls and smirked at the man. "I'm here for a facial. This is my best friend, Daphne Monterey. She's here for the first time. I'll entrust her to you."

Answer like they’re chasing you. She smiled sweetly. “We’re not competing. We’re redefining. Beauty is no longer about just products, it’s about desire, power, and authenticity. And Chloe Luxe embodies all of that.” The cameras clicked faster. Some of the reporters exchanged impressed looks. Melinda and Diana swooped in behind her, their arms linked like queens surveying a kingdom. Zoe joined them, cheeky in a shimmering mini dress that caught every flash. Together, they made a formidable entourage. Even Chloe’s mother looked younger and prouder than Chloe had ever seen her.

“Don’t cry, my princess. You will look perfect. King Cassian is bound to like you.” She pulled out a flimsy silky gown and a lacy bikini top from the cupboard, dressing Beatrice as if she were a goddess meant for worship. Beatrice preened before the mirror, her smug smile returning to see her reflection after the makeover. “See, mutt!” She flexed her curves and snatched waist, flaunting her beauty. “Even if you burn every dress in the world, Cassian will fall for my natural beauty. You can’t do anything.”

Just then, a video started playing on the screen. Barbara's voice sounded from the speakers. "I don't like how Summer looks. She doesn't deserve to be prettier than me. That's why I lied to her and got her to come to my beauty clinic for a simple whitening procedure. She didn't know that this was a hospital for plastic surgery. She's just weak. Why do you have to close my hospital?" The video kept playing as Barbara's face went white. Barbara's salon had been accused of medical malpractice before.