Bride's Side Beauty Novels & Stories

Naya sat serenely, her eyes closed, as the makeup artist worked magic on her face, transforming her features into a stunning work of art. Meanwhile, Maya stood beside Hazel, expertly applying the final touches to her makeup, her hands moving with precision and care. The atmosphere was electric with excitement, the air thick with anticipation. As the makeup artist finished the final stroke, Maya stepped back, her eyes shining with admiration. "And guess who's the most beautiful bride ever?" she exclaimed, her voice filled with laughter. Hazel's eyes sparkled in agreement, her smile radiant. "You look breathtaking, Naya," she said, her voice filled with sincerity.

As always, his touch invariably comforted me, voluntarily, I relaxed in his arms. In my peripheral vision, Adrian's fiancée Belle was making her way upwards, closer towards where he stood with his back turned. It was an understatement saying that she was simply beautiful. She looked like a queen. Her princess ball gown, hugged her figure above before pouring out all the silky material, a veil covered part of her hair adorned with a crystal piece. As she walked down the aisle, alone, giving herself away she still looked like the happiest bride. Her natural makeup, brought out her true beauty. If I wasn't mistaken, I could see tears rushing down her eyes.

She responds, fanning her eyes. “My princess, you are so beautiful. The most beautiful bride to walk the face of the earth.” My mom compliments me, and I smile, blushing a bit. “You ladies look very beautiful, and I’m so jealous of how well Bri is slaying effortlessly despite being a prego.” She adds. "Thanks, Mrs. Charity.” They chorus.

Helena Cathedral, a breathtaking structure adorned with elegant white roses and cascading golden chandeliers. Inside the lavish bridal suite, Sabrina sat before an enormous mirror, her hands trembling slightly as Penelope fastened the final pin into her intricate updo. Her best friend grinned. “There. Perfect. You look like an absolute queen.” There was something beautiful about her figure in that ivory off-shoulder ball gown, so splashed with lace and pearls for added elegance. The lovely long veil behind her billowed like a fantasy, and the excitement was almost too much for her. "You look wonderful, dear Sabrina," her mother Leila spoke, with tears welling in her eyes. Grandma Wendy added

Everyone was eagerly discussing the union of Andrei and Asa, two souls destined to intertwine on this auspicious day. Inside a grand, ornate room of a historic mansion, Asa stood poised in front of an opulent mirror, its frame whispering tales of countless brides before her. She gazed at her reflection, the intricate lace of her dress cascading around her. The sheer beauty of the moment filled her with a mix of nervous excitement. Not wanting to leave any stone unturned, she turned to her trusted makeup artist, seeking validation, "Have we achieved the perfect look for today?" The makeup artist, having witnessed many brides in her time, had never seen one quite as enchanting as Asa. With a h

The excitement was evident, and the air was filled with love and anticipation. Mitchell, the beautiful bride, looked like a vision in her wedding gown. The dress was adorned with beautiful lace and sparkling beadwork, fitting her figure in all the right places. The flowing train arranged themselves gracefully behind her, adding an extra touch to her appearance. Her hair was styled in an elegant updo, with a few loose curls beautifying her radiant face. A sparkling crown adorned her head, adding a touch to her natural beauty.

“I will make you the most beautiful of all today. I will make your beauty dominate all the beauty that you have.” The bride smiled at me as if someone had pulled a thorn out of her throat. “Thank you so much in advance.” “Let’s go.” I said with a smile. BRINGING THE BRIDE WITH ME to the place where she was being fixed, I arranged all the things I would use and immediately fixed her. The joy I feel drives me to take every action carefully and meticulously apply every makeup on the bride’s face, ensuring not even a single pore is visible—although she doesn’t have much of that.

Her hair, styled into her signature bob,the right side pinned elegantly with a jeweled clip. Charles wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off her. A fluttery feeling curled in her tummy, her grin widening. “It’s happening”. Two stylists hovered at her side, making the finishing touches. Once they were done, they stepped back respectfully. “Don’t I look beautiful?” She asked out loud. The two women exchanged quick glances before answering. “Of course you do, madam. You look like the most beautiful bride in the world”. Rose scoffed at their hesitance. “I am the most beautiful bride in the world, remember that”, she argued. “Now leave”.

she asked, her voice filled with accusation rather than actually questioning if Amelia really did have the time. Amelia turned to look at her. Up close, she could see the disdain the woman was unable to hide behind her sharp green gaze. Her makeup was flawless, and her hair was dyed a deep burgundy and wrapped into an elegant French twist. She was wearing a black blazer over a white dress shirt, with a large blue bow tied around her neck. The ensemble was completed with a black pencil skirt, pantyhose, and black stilettos. She had a large diamond-and-silver wedding band on her left hand, along with even more expensive-looking jewelry, making it all too obvious how much she liked to show off

The prettier his bride looked, the boost in his ego and reputation it was. Florence’s beauty shone brightly on her wedding day, a testament to the skill and artistry of the professionals who had worked tirelessly to enhance her natural beauty. Her hair and makeup were perfectly complemented by her stunning wedding gown, creating a harmonious and elegant ensemble. As she walked down the aisle, she radiated confidence and grace, captivating the hearts of all who witnessed her. Her ethereal features, flawless skin, and stunning gown created a mesmerizing aura. The plunging neckline of her gown accentuated her cleavage, while the long sleeves adorned with hand-sewn Swarovski crystals exuded both