Divine Beauty Novels & Stories

Allorah said thinking, “The goddess explained once that this was what identified us. It would tell what role we partake on the realm.” “And what was your role?” I asked, leaning against the table. Something was telling me that what Allorah would say next would be of importance. “That would give the light and hope to certain humans. I’m the goddess of the Diamond. And my sole purpose was to give light to the souls that where tainted with darkness. My blood had the power to see on the portals the humans, or better said families that would have sturdy daughters or sons and who of those would be full of darkness,” Allorah explained as she furrowed her eyebrows. “That means I could visit that per

Confidence. Royalty. Pure perfection. Goddess! Well, will these praises would end here? Definitely Not. With the black office suit, with high ponytail, her long curly hairs falling to her waist was really a mesmerizing scene. Her perfect slender body was eye-catching, walking towards the stage, she sat down holding a mic near her mouth, she said,

“Saint! Knock it off!” “Sorry, you’re just so sexy when you’re in charge.” He says with a low growl and lets his hand rest on my ass. “Hedone, enough.” Sy hisses at a beautiful teenage girl whose sun bleached hair makes her tan skin look even deeper bronze. “Sorry, Mama. They’re just so cute together.” She giggles and snaps her fingers. Saint moves his hand to my waist and looks around, slightly confused. “Apologies for the interruption.” Sy bows again. “This is our daughter, Hedone. Goddess of Sensual Pleasure.”

In your words, what exactly are Instinct and Divine Magic? [Divine Magic dwells in Light, Harmony, Creation, and Balance. It is calm, structured, and shaped through Invocation and Faith. It favors Priestesses, Moon-Blessed, and chosen Lunas. It is wielded through chants, symbols, or sacred objects such as moonstone, blessed silver, or inked runes. Divine Magic is used for healing, barriers, truth-binding, and purification.] ‘Right… and what about Instinct Magic?’

“Let me properly introduce myself. I'm Ètienne Moreau, the Sin of Lust, beautè.” I knew it. I remained calm, allowing his lips to brush against my knuckles. “Beautè?!” A witchy laughter snatched our attention. I withdrew my hand, glancing over my shoulder. “The only beauty in this room is me!” the goddess snarled, her arms now wrapped across her own chest. I didn't notice Aleskander's absence. He had quietly walked over. “How can you call her beautiful, Ètienne? Look at those hideous marks on her cheeks and thighs,” the goddess continued.

Let us pray: "Divine, you are the alpha and omega; nine beings can't be compared to you; you have accepted this lovely lady into our family; she has sinned and sought forgiveness for her sins; thus, every negative spirit that has tied her, I command you to leave the body right now. Amen." Beauty collapsed to the floor as a mysterious power erupted from her mouth and shattered one of the room's windows. The glass was shattered. To shreds. Beauty2 was a state of mind. She regained consciousness and promptly sprang to her feet, having not slept on the floor in a long time. "Thank you, Grandma. I'm feeling much better now." Beauty2 said. Please, we have to leave right now. Ben, the little one, a

I stuttered a reply. "Wow! You look very beautiful in person, way more beautiful than you look in your pictures. You even have a nice lip colour," he said, giving me a weird compliment and he winked, making my panic button go off immediately. His weird compliment had triggered an old memory that can only spell trouble for me.

It appears that he was the only one who is genuinely happy about the news. This is it. My life is finally going to change. Everyone has seen that I am strong and that the alpha has recognized my strength. No longer will they laugh behind my back for being small and different. No longer will they think of me as the weak link for being an abnormal wolf - an abnormal beauty, as they used to call me. I am strong and I am cruel, like a true lycan. My name is Belle, and starting today, I am the Lycan’s new beta.

Beautiful I watch the woman move forward in slow, tentative steps, as if unsure of her environment. She is flanked by two other equally beautiful women but something about her stands out to me. I watch as she downs her cocktail and orders another. I also watch her throw back a shot and go into a coughing fit. My lips lift into a smile. What the hell is wrong with you, you creep? I look on , even as she takes to the dancefloor and begins to move in ways a vixen would. I see her look around and I see her eyes meet mine. Brown

He leans over kissing the small tears from her eyes. “You're beautiful,” he tells her with a charming smile. Cassandra did not believe he was lying, she was indeed beautiful and probably the most beautiful in his eyes. For beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. Carlson didn't regret anything, this was the best feeling ever. They stayed in the same position for a while and when he was sure enough, she was comfortable, he moved gradually increasing his pace.