Blind Skinned Beauty Podcast Novels & Stories

The people passing by looked down at her, as she was wearing something ordinary and cheap for the high-class office. That morning, she only wore a long black hoodie covering her head and hair and a pair of blue jeans with white sneakers. Simple and ordinary, but strange for the people in that street. She would be one of them some time ago, with their beautiful clothes, but now she couldn't care less. Her long black hair hid part of her face, but the big shades hid the color of her eyes and half of the white and her pure as porcelain skin. The red color of her lips was the only brave enough to show off in front of that people.

My daughter, Amelia Rossum, comes home with her palm pierced all the way through by a pencil. I drop my mop in a panic, hastily change out of my loungewear, and rush her to the ER. At the hospital entrance, my husband, Benedict Rossum, jumps out of his car and immediately lashes out at me. "How could you let this happen to her?" Our neighbor, Lorelei Bates, trails behind him, holding her daughter's hand. She addresses him gently, "Benedict, don't be so hard on Clarissa. Everyone makes mistakes." He scoffs. "Other mothers can keep their kids safe perfectly fine. What's her excuse? I bet she did this on purpose to guilt me into coming home early!" Amelia recoils and hides behind me. Seei

Jasmine almost couldn't look away! Jasmine spent a lot of money on skincare, and she was a regular at beauty salons. Her skin was fair too, but compared to Heather's silky white skin, hers appeared dull. Heather's skin was a testament to her natural beauty. No amount of skincare products, no matter how expensive, could do that. She was such a natural vixen. No wonder she could make a man fall for her so easily! "You're Heather, right? I'll be coaching you," Jasmine said coldly.

He smiles and hugs me. A choice I'm now questioning; my eyes go back to the hall where Big King is. "Did no one tell ya about Skyla?" Skin asks as he fills my glass up. "No one needed to Skin," Queenie looks at him. "It's his ex-wife. Surely she had a right to know?" He laughs, looking at Queenie like she's mad.

Sienna. "Oh, the podcasters?" Francis scoffed, plucking another heavy, vibrating note that made the glass panels rattle. "The ones who think hardship is a slow Wi-Fi connection? Let them stay in the dark for a night. It’ll give them something real to complain about on their next episode." The Confrontation of Styles

“Quick, this is the first lesson I will teach you…” Shin started to speak and I couldn’t help but stare at him. The scent of her natural breath, every detail of her physical features I saw even more and I was even more amazed by it. He doesn’t even have pores on his face… What is her skincare? I lost sight of Shin’s face when he moved his adam’s apple… is that his adam’s apple? Glamour— I stopped to think of what things I realized I was thinking and doing. The heck? Why am I staring at Shin? Why do I think such disgusting things?

"Why? Why is this happening? I was reborn. I got everything I wanted. So, why did it still end like this?" I froze for a second. I never expected that Janet had been reborn, too. No wonder she had been so desperate in this life, so determined to chase everything she wanted. However, the darkness inside her had already sealed her fate. Watching as the officers forced her down and restrained her completely, I gave a small shrug and answered lightly, "Maybe you can figure that out in prison." The ambulances arrived quickly and carried the two injured people away. They survived. However, both of them had been blinded by shattered glass, and their faces were severely disfigured. What Janet had do

Her fault for even sharing that information to Adam which causes the genocide of her people. She looks down at the other side of the tree to stare at the pond beneath her. He reflection from the water mirrors her. She observes the changes in her body. Her long lustrous ivory hair is now as black as night and her once sparkly blue eyes is now crimson red. Her pale skin makes each of this features pope out and she can feel unimaginable strength flow inside of hr. The power that put many to fears. Now, it’s just a matter of unleashing it.

"That blind man?" "You know my father?" I asked. It made me curious. "Not just know, but my friend!" their leader replied. "I am Scott, his previous classmate." Scott... They just had a change on aura and then suddenly letting us go. "Continue your destinations!" Scott told while bowing his head. Why would they... "Seek justice for his death.." --- At the grassy savanna where Ella was there, "What's these cringe place?" She stared at a rocky building. A real rocky building! It looked like a mountainous building!

“I have one more thing to do. One final blow. Something that will make life hell for her. Not just now… but forever.” Chloe leaned forward. “What is it?” I picked up my phone. “Watch this.” I opened my podcast app. A new podcast was starting. I had paid someone to host me as a special guest. It wasn’t a big show, but enough people would listen. Enough people would spread the word. The host introduced me like I was a queen. “Today, we have the beautiful and talented Jessica, who many of you know from her past with Blake Remington…” I smiled at the girls.