Belleza Novels & Stories

Unexpectedly, the first sight she saw was a man-like glass, with a face made of jade, beautiful and flawless, lifelike but like an illusion, with black hair as soft as silk, draped over his snow-white clothes, highlighting the depth of his personality. What a pity for such a beautiful woman's face, why give it to a man by mistake? "You're finally awake." The person saw her open her eyes and smiled, making her unable to hold back her fascination with his beauty. Every time Belleza smiles, the corners of her lips curl up like that, forming a very polite smile. And when this person smiles, the light appears deep in his eyes, looking more tender and warm, making o

Belle explained. Everyone wore a puzzled look. “Is it possible for an AI to wear makeup,” “That's absurd, I haven't seen such” “I doubt if it's possible,” “What are you saying, that's stupid,” Maya said, and Belle chortled. “Mrs Sinclair looked like an AI, she's beautiful but she will be extraordinarily beautiful if I add some touch of make up on her face making her a living barbie doll,” Belle pointed out, and everyone nodded in agreement. “I don't know what your project is all about but I was just citing and explaining some things,” Belle added.

As she nervously tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, her features showcased an effortless elegance that made her beauty truly captivating. My eyes shifted to the beautiful black she wore. The gown hugged her curves, emphasizing her graceful figure. The fabric followed her body's lines, creating an enticing silhouette that stirred a subtle sense of attraction. The gown's simple elegance highlighted Bella's enchanting curves, and the contrast between her modest demeanor and the dress's sensual embrace created a magnetic presence.

No doubt she looks bold and sexy in curls and she definitely knows how to carry it. "Bella" He breathed out and her eyes snapped towards him. She gulped as her stomach churned thinking he caught her. "Short from of Bellissima which means beautiful in Italian... I hope you won't mind if i call you Bella ." He said, he likes her name and doesn't want to call her Amanda. "O_Okay" She gulped trying to calm her erotic Heartbeats down. He walked towards her and she looked up to his perfectly handsome face. Her stomach filled with butterflies when she looked into his amber eyes.

Then, I confronted him sternly, "I'm here for a facial. Why did you take my clothes off?" Looking stunned, he jeered. "Oh, Daphne, do you really not know what kind of place you're at?" "A beauty salon! What place is this?" While speaking, I felt a wave of heat rapidly spreading from the pit of my stomach across my body. Caleb, who noticed my change, pinned me down on the bed. He traced my body with his slender fingers, sending me trembling. As much as I would like to struggle and break free, my body already went limp after Caleb's teasing. I lost control of my body and couldn't push him off me. Breaking down, I yelled, "What are you doing? This is rape—"

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

But something kept her there, as he lifted his eye to her, holding her in some sort of spellbound. She felt her breath hitch as he looked up to her eyes. Dark grey eyes that looked like the clouds of rain at midnight, hair that was beautifully blonde and silky, it got her imaginations running wild. She swallowed as her eyes skimmed down his face. Straight roman nose, and heavily defined, pale pink cupid's bow lips. His jaw line was so straight, she could imagine how it would feel in her hands. He had left his three top buttons undone, and the tops of a toned body came into teasing view. She could see the tops of a tattoo to the side of his neck, and hell, she wanted to see where it led. Wher

"If I were you, I wouldn't think twice about accepting Brian's date; you're the only stupid girl who can resist the charms of the campus belle! Seriously, I can't get over it. What's your problem? What kind of man do you want?" Emily was still grumbling while fixing her makeup, which was honestly still very perfect.

Then came the sound of heels clicking against the floor. Looking up toward the staircase, everyone saw a woman in a striking red body hug gown descending. Emily Havard was beautiful, no doubt about it. She moved with confidence, a practiced catwalk that turned heads. But she wasn’t Alexander’s type. Even he didn’t fully know what his type was. He felt nothing as she approached the table. She reminded him of all the women from his past, manipulative, wearing fake smiles, proud, and easy to see through. Yet something else entirely caught Alexander’s sharp attention.