Novel & Cerita Complete Beauty

They’re all excellent but the best save for last and finally the MC called Shanes name. “The long wait is over! Ladies and gentlemen, our supermodel, the one and only Miss Shane Sandoval!” Everyone gave her a round of applause and cheered for her. Shane is the most gorgeous, alluring and elegant among them. She walks with a smile on her face and everyone really loves her. The show continues without Shane knowing that I am here watching her personally. Every model ramped up the branded clothes that are trending in America. Shane wears the most expensive brand of clothes. She looks so stunning in every outfit that she’s wearing for the show.

“Here in the department store, Ma’am, yes. But if you want, we have a physical store on the ground floor. I’m sure you can choose something from our variety of designs. The limited-edition ones are also there.” “Okay, thank you.” I bit my lower lip as I walked away from the lady. I entered the store and immediately wander my eyes. What should I choose between sneakers, flats, or heels? Should I buy heels? I don’t have one yet. “What specific color and design do you want, Ma’am?” Someone went to me. I smiled. “None. As long as it caught my attention, I’ll buy it.” She understood what I meant, so she stayed behind me the whole time while I was looking at the shoes. They are all beautiful, and

“Great. Everybody is now here. Emma, this is Alex. Alex, this is Emma.” A spark went through my body as we both looked up. And our eyes connected. I felt my heart thumping in my chest and my skin hair was standing up. I didn’t know what it was. Alex cleared his throat. “I’m Alex.” “Emma.” The spark increased as our hands touched. But there was something else too. I saw visions of us together. I pulled away, unable to take my eyes off of him. “Great. Now that everybody is acquainted. We should get going.”

It gave me this weird feeling in my stomach. “Alright then. I'll go to my room now. Goodnight”. She said and left. “Goodnight… Camilla”. I said as she left. I fell flat on my bed. Everything about her brought me this unexplainable peace. I found solace in her beautiful blue eyes and that radiant smile. She was… amazing. Have I fallen for you Camilla?

The words she whispered to me last night, I don’t think I can ever forget them. With moans as sexy as nothing I’ve ever heard, just before she reached her climax. She whispered into my ears, “You’re so beautiful”. I look at her bare face and I am quiet encouraged by just how beautiful she is without make-up, my hands are still around her waist, and oh what joy I feel as I look at her, I have to be real with myself though, she’s one of the best thing that has ever happened to me.

And I have no shame in admitting that fact. He walks past Elena and I—okay, so he wasn't walking towards us but it certainly seemed like it—and engulfs his girlfriend, Brenda Sommers, into a big hug, earning some wistful sighs from the girls around us. Me included. Brenda Sommers. She's basically the queen bee of our school. But she isn't cliché and mean for no reason. She's actually very nice, but can be mean when someone does something wrong to her. Which nobody ever does because she is terrifying when she needs to be. But then again, any normal person is like that, right? Also, nobody wants to end up like Alice Cohen. The ex-best friend of Brenda herself. Come to think of it, her and Elen

This was what Bamby told her earlier, while they were talking in the van on their way to the salon. It only took a few hours for all the salon treatments to be completed. Besides, she never even had to go to such a place. She was beautiful on her own. All that she needed were just minor enhancements – her hairstyle, a manicure and a pedicure, and a facial spa. “It has been a privilege to serve a goddess like you.” One of the staff said to Clarissa. “You all did an amazing job, guys! Thank you so much. Now, we’re off to get new clothes, Clarissa.” Bamby thanked all the salon staff for all their hard work.

The kind that rubs it in your face that even at your best, you will have nothing on her. Perfect hair and makeup. Perfect smile. Practically zero cellulite in her body. The cruel realisation hit me like a big yellow bus that all the women Asher has ever been with are model-like perfect women. Women who were exactly like her. And here I am, struggling to cover up my dark circles and acne scars.

I only cared that she did what she was told. Inch by inch my ribs compressed, my breathing growing thin… until my torso cinched into a shape that was borderline inhuman. Perfect. She tied the knot, stepping back with a shaky exhale. I stood perfectly still, testing the limits of my breath, letting the harsh squeeze settle into my bones. It hurt. It absolutely hurt. But beauty demanded pain. And I would never choose comfort over looking exceptional. Only basic, ugly people did that. Slowly, I straightened, adjusting my posture until everything looked right. My silhouette was immaculate. Precisely engineered.

She came closer to look at a picture an alpha wanted showing her of his own pregnant wife. I was glad I could smell her and I wanted so badly to touch her, kiss her, run my hands through her hair.The more I thought about touching her, kissing her, running my hands through her hair, the more I became aware of how attracted I was to her and I knew why.She was beautiful and so kind, so gentle and so compassionate. But that was not everything.She also smelled amazing and her skin was soft to the touch.It was like her personality reflected itself in her skin. And then of course there was her beauty, her looks, her grace. She was just so beautiful it almost hurt.It was difficult for me to believe