Complete Beauty Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

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.

She had a kind of understated beauty, perhaps it was because she was so disarmingly unaware of her prettiness. Her white skin was perfectly flawless, she never she used face masks or expensive products, that really wasn't her character. She was all about simplicity, making things easy, helping those around her to relax and be happy with what they have. Perhaps that is why her skin glowed so, it was her inner beauty that lit her eyes and softened her features. When she smiled and laughed you couldn't help but smile along too, even if it was just on the inside. To be in her company was to feel that you too were someone, that you had been warmed in summer rays regardless of the season.

But something kept her there, as he lifted his eye to her, holding her in some sort of spellbound. She felt her breath hitch as he looked up to her eyes. Dark grey eyes that looked like the clouds of rain at midnight, hair that was beautifully blonde and silky, it got her imaginations running wild. She swallowed as her eyes skimmed down his face. Straight roman nose, and heavily defined, pale pink cupid's bow lips. His jaw line was so straight, she could imagine how it would feel in her hands. He had left his three top buttons undone, and the tops of a toned body came into teasing view. She could see the tops of a tattoo to the side of his neck, and hell, she wanted to see where it led. Wher

Perhaps Mother Selene preferred to meet her creation dressed strangely, rather than naked, as I had died. I was lying on a bed. A bed wrecked by an unending supply of blood from the puncture in my side. When I looked down and gingerly peeled the t-shirt up, my brows knitted with perplexity. Perhaps your wounds and imperfections vanish in death. It's not unexpected, given that Mother Selene was supposed to be the most beautiful Goddess in the sky, and She adored humans. The last thing She wants is for Her creation to arrive beaten and bruised.

I returned to Femi who luckily kept his mouth shut. “Kola, I will come to your office tomorrow so we can have lunch, there is something which I need to ask you.” Tomi said as I laughed. “I can’t be your man of honor oh, my brother will not allow.” I joked even though my heart was not in it, whatever this thing that was happening with Stella is, I just hope that it pas by quickly because I miss her badly. “That is not what I meant to ask and beside, you are not fine enough to stand at the bride side. All my bridesmaids will go through three months special skin care regime.” Tomi brags as I shudders in fake horror.

If given some thought, Fiona was always dressed in simple clothes that still looked elegant on her. When Justin's dad finally introduced her to him, he could see how perfect she looked. He noticed that she had put on minimal makeup, showing her natural features. It is really rare for a girl to use less makeup. Whenever she laughs, her eyes twinkle brightly. For unknown reasons, it makes his heart beat faster. She had the most beautiful smile that he had ever seen. Reminiscing about that day still brings a smile to Justin's face.