Crystal Aesthetic Novels & Stories

And waited. Maybe, just maybe, her little cousin slash stepsister would talk to her. Maybe redemption didn’t always start with apologies. Sometimes… it started with a smirk. Krystal’s POV – Inside the Salon The scent of bergamot oil and crushed rose petals lingered in the air as the stylist gently sectioned my hair, her gloved fingers as delicate as lace. I lounged in the plush velvet salon chair, sipping champagne from a crystal flute while an aesthetician massaged a collagen mask onto my décolletage.

Crystal said and stopped to let out a malicious laughter. "He didn't at all. All these while, he was interested in showing the monstrous part of him, and it was fun! The only good thing about him, was the sex, oh God, the sex! It's always good with me, but with you? He-" crystal said, but she stopped when she saw the look on aria's face. She looked satisfied with the effect her words were having on Aria. Crystal started moving closer to Aria again, but I guessed she was fed up with all the drama with the way she stopped crystal from doing that with her hand. She stretched her right hand forward and raised her head to look at crystal with a deep frown on her face.

This crystal was said to hold the power to bridge between realms and unlock unimaginable potential. Valen, driven by his insatiable curiosity and desire for knowledge, was the first to be drawn to the crystal. As he touched it, he felt a surge of energy unlike anything he had ever experienced. It whispered secrets of the cosmos, promising to reveal the true nature of their cosmic adversary.

The crystals pulsed with a gentle energy, their colors shifting and changing with the ebb and flow of the dream world, a reminder of the beauty and wonder that surrounded them. As they explored the crystal garden, Theo and Axel felt a sense of wonder and awe wash over them, their spirits uplifted by the enchanting beauty of their surroundings. The colors, the light, and the energy of the crystals filled them with a sense of peace and inspiration, a reminder of the magic that resided within their hearts and souls.

An Alpha is strong but is stronger with his mate by his side. There is a knock on my office door and before it opens, I know it’s Crystal. Her scent wafts beneath the door. She pushes open the door and saunters in, wearing a tight red bodycon dress that shows off her curves, breasts and barely covers her ass. She straightened her long blonde hair, which flows down her back. Her make up enhances her 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?"

“I’m mad at you. But I missed you more, so I’ll be mad later.” “Can we schedule it for Tuesday?” “No. I’ll send you a voice note at two in the morning.” She pulled back, held both my arms, then inspected me from head to toe with eyes capable of assessing stitching, weight, lip color, and emotional stability in a single glance. “You’re still offensively beautiful,” she said. “You’re wearing enough crystals to interfere with maritime navigation.” Krystal lifted her chin, pleased. Her dress was pale gold, covered in details that caught the light every time she moved. Long earrings. Stacked bracelets. A tiny rigid purse that couldn’t possibly hold anything useful.

Aria POV I should’ve known Crystal’s idea of a distraction would involve alcohol. And loud music. And apparently half of Ebonveil Academy crammed into one house. “Absolutely not.” Crystal turns away from my mirror and stares at me. She’s wearing a light pink dress that hugs her body perfectly, silver heels already strapped to her feet. Her blonde hair falls in soft waves over her shoulders, and somehow she looks completely comfortable with the idea of willingly entering a building filled with hundreds of drunk supernaturals. I, on the other hand, am reconsidering every decision I’ve made since turning eighteen.

She moved closer to Damien,whose back was turned to her,admiring his broad shoulder and backview,she couldn't fathom these feelings of her. "This man.....he is super handsome, breathtaking." Without any doubts,this man before her was a work of art,God really created enough time to create him.she turned back again to searched for her little bunnies but they aren't there again. As she watched him, having a discussion with his friends rather bodyguards,she thought of ways to get his attraction or convinced him. "Hi Damien,I am crystal and I like you.." No,that would be too much. Or,Hi damien,I am the daughter of "my face,my beauty" magazine,the top-notch magazine in New York,can we date each ot