Charli D Amelio Aesthetic Novels & Stories

A perfect night in the city of love. Crystal’s tummy groans as the scent of the freshly baked croissant. “Get her some croissants”. Damien said at the door. Crystal blushed in embarrassment. Charlotte nodded and excused herself. “Is it to your taste?”. Crystal wanted to scream yes but on a second thought. “It’s fine. I mean not to my taste though but you did well. You do have a great taste”. She nodded, walking around. Damien chuckled. “I will have someone design it to your taste by tomorrow, a stylist is on the way. She will help you get ready”. With that he left her room.

When she saw Amelia in this outfit, her eyes lit up. "Master Amelia, if you were a boy, just with your style alone, so many Miami socialites would want to marry you. No one could take their eyes off you." Amelia smiled slightly. "Clothes are meant to be comfortable. I don't care much about the rest." Some people are just beautiful in an androgynous way, and Amelia was one of them. Her entire being radiated an intangible charm—even passing dogs would stop to take a second look. That roguish charm—handsome and unruly—was exactly what described her.

They were widely regarded as the golden couple in the College of Business. Truth be told, Charlie was just as beautiful. She had thick, long, wavy blond hair. She had green eyes and a slender frame. She supposed the only difference between her and that ‘Regina’ was the way they dressed. Also, from what Charlie had seen, Regina liked makeup. Charlie wasn’t fond of dressing like a star. She was allergic to many makeup brands, so she avoided most cosmetics. She could dress like a model, but she was not used to it. She grew up with two brothers, and they had greatly influenced her fashion style.

mocked Charmine. McAmor’s face was pulled down. She could not understand how an arrogant person like this could pull off the gown’s elegance. However, Charmine was always into her stride when she was at work, and that impressed the rest. Throughout the time, Charmine would either be resting on the rocking chair or fanning herself. She had that incredibly delicate face, with long silky hair that hung above her waist like flash lightning. Her face was like a perfect labyrinth that momentarily led everyone away from their troubles. Strolling around the landscape, she was so beautiful that people would have made her into a national park if they got their hands on her.

Amy said with her hands clasped together, her eyes were shining while looking at Amelia. Amelia had her long curly brown hair braided and tied in a half knot with small flowers attached to the braid. The dress that she chose showed her prominent collarbones and subtly revealed her evident curves. She wore dainty accessories that complimented the dress and on her left finger was the ring that Damian gave her. Because she already had a natural beauty, she only wore light makeup. Truly, Amelia looked like a fairy who descended on the human realm. "Madam Lia! You're really beautiful! Just like a princess!" Maisy commented loudly.

I answered, bristling at Senator Carroll’s description of Charli. She was beyond pretty, and hearing the words from his lips made them sound inadequate. I fought the urge to tell him that Charli wasn't just pretty. She was ravishing, a spitfire with a mind of her own, who could tear him and any other condescending man to shreds. I'd warn him to approach with caution, because though she may appear tame, in reality she was almost too hot to handle. In her eyes she held her essence. They glistened with joy and love even when danger and pain surrounded her. Her beauty went further than her gorgeous exterior. She was enthralling and alluring.

I answered, bristling at Senator Carroll’s description of Charli. She was beyond pretty, and hearing the words from his lips made them sound inadequate. I fought the urge to tell him that Charli wasn't just pretty. She was ravishing, a spitfire with a mind of her own, who could tear him and any other condescending man to shreds. I'd warn him to approach with caution, because though she may appear tame, in reality she was almost too hot to handle. In her eyes she held her essence. They glistened with joy and love even when danger and pain surrounded her. Her beauty went further than her gorgeous exterior. She was enthralling and alluring.

he said sadly. “And why did you say that? Didn’t I promise you before that I’m never ever going to be taken away from you? You’re my one and only prince charming and whenever you need me just give me a call and I’ll always be there for you” she said. “They have a very strong bond” Zahra whispered to me. “Yeah I can see that” I said smiling and when Sarah saw us she asked “What are you two whispering to each other?” “Nothing” I said. “Sarah, I wanted to come to you yesterday but mom said that you were tired and should leave you alone. Were you sick? You shouldn’t be going out when you’re sick. You should stay in your bed and I’m going to get you medicine and make you a soup” Selim said. “Oh

Fuck! "Am I... that ugly?" Damien fidgeted uncomfortably, his confidence evaporating under my prolonged silence. "No," I blurted. "You actually look like quite the snack. God damn!" Calm down! Thirsty much?! A chime rang in my head. [First Love Interest Unlocked: Damien Anderson • Age: 17 • Stamina: 100/100 • Strength: 100/100 • Charm: 35/100 • Intelligence: 100/100]

He could not tell why or where this anxiety was coming from, but his gut was telling him that something big was about to happen… “Bren!” The door to the lounge opened. Charlene sashayed into the room in tailor-made sartorial finery, decked in jewelry amounting to more than a million dollars in total. She seemed to have made it her mission to become the epitome of a wealthy exhibitionist—one could see it on her face. And her face! The surgery was clearly a success, judging from her recovery. After leaving the detainment center, Charlene had some of her “imperfections” adjusted, and with the right application of cosmetics, she was genuinely beautiful in her own way.