Novel & Cerita Complete Beauty

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Celeste doesn't rush. She moves with the effortless grace of a woman who knows every eye in the clearing is on her—and that she deserves the attention. She is a bombshell, the kind of beauty that feels like an insult when you're covered in road dust and exhaustion. Her hair is a pale, shimmering blonde, pulled back into a knot so tight and perfect it looks sculpted. Even in her practical office attire, the fit of her clothes is intentional, highlighting a silhouette that makes Maya feel suddenly, painfully aware of her own stained jeans and tangled hair.

She quickly shifted her focus on the stone to avoid Erebus's gazing. It was a BEAUTIFUL stone. It was in a very simple shape, ordinary even, like how ANY stone you could imagine, yet you cannot really pin it down and say there's anything special about it. It was the PURE definition of a stone. Anything more or less about it, minishes it. It was a stone. It was all stone. The shape was so perfect that every line and curve was JUST right, and you feel pleasure, just by fixing your eye on it.

Although he didn't want her, he was just using her. The woman was beautiful, with full, tempting curves and a face that was flawlessly lovely. Her beauty was not subjective, but universal. Her high, classic cheekbones, small upturned nose, and perfectly formed lips were designed to turn heads wherever she went. Even with a total absence of make-up her beauty was enough to rival that of any of the world’s great beauties.

I understood the command and hastened to comply with the orders. This little mind is a treasure, and I am sure she will become a beautiful woman when she grows up. With a soothing music vibration filling the room, I regained my original position on the bed and lay on my belly, gawking at the screen. “Mom, why would he want to find a perfect girl?” And there, my angel clicked something inside me. I gave her a flying kiss to give me something to write on. Perfection is an illusion; it’s a metaphor to recreate your expectations in a human form. It is okay to search for the one, but the question was, would you be able to fulfill her requirement of perfection?

Polished her into perfection. Outside, I could hear the frenzy begin. Planners barking out orders. Delivery trucks unloading. Musicians tuning. The scent of grilled beef and honeyed bread drifted through the halls. Everything was going as planned. Inside the room, it was quiet. Just the light shuffle of Anthony’s brushes against her face. The soft rustle of satin. The veil. The shoes. The hush. So perfectly beautiful was she when he was done. I knew she would make a stunning bride. With good food, quality skincare products, rest, and better climatic conditions in my house, her beauty has now been much more enhanced than when he first came. She has put on a little weight too, but it looks gre

I went for a facial with my bestie, Tanya Tomlinson, at a beauty salon that went viral online recently. Just as we stepped foot in that salon, we were immediately greeted by good-looking six-foot-tall hunks. A man in a black suit who resembled a celebrity approached us. He addressed Tanya like they were old friends. "Tanya, it's been a while. Are you here for a facial or hairdo?" Tanya flicked her sexy wavy curls and smirked at the man. "I'm here for a facial. This is my best friend, Daphne Monterey. She's here for the first time. I'll entrust her to you."

"Ohhh, so what was ot you said you needed again?" While we were discussing and going through the designs, she walked in. Carter's Queen. The moment she walked through that door, I felt blown away. I didn't see her well yesterday but seeing her now in all her full glory, as her fellow woman, I was amazed by her beauty. I bet I don't stand a chance beside her but I wasn't going to get intimated. She smiled at her colleague who sat and I could swear that her white, well aligned dentition almost blind me. This is beauty in all its glory.

Ninety minutes later, I'm standing in my brother's entryway with Cami, completely ignoring the peevish look on her face. "When are you going to stop buying her boy clothes?" she huffs, after peeking inside the small bag I brought with me. Cami's beautiful. I know she doesn't realize just how beautiful, which is one of the things that's so special about her. Her medium blonde hair curls softly around her face and shoulders, and accents her large green eyes. She's put on a little weight since having my niece, and it looks good on her. Her boobs look even better, which I can't help but notice, and I need to get my mind out of the gutter.

I was just stunned by the absence as I recalled my beautiful dream. What is beauty in immortality?