Divine Beauty Novels & Stories

If it was not for her, then she doesn't know how she would have survived this long in this house. Bless her! Grace is a beautiful old woman who has a strong personality. Her golden hair and brown shades, hazelnut eyes, and smooth skin make her look younger than her age. Grace is passionate about the things she does. It is very rare, or would rather say, once in a blue moon; it happens that she is behind her schedule. Unlike on other days, today Grace ran late. So, she asked Fiona to set the plate for Justin.

Zia said as she leaned back on her chair, swinging lazily. Asriel's gaze went back to her, meeting her eye in the process, making his heart skip a bit. Zia had never stirred in him feelings before, and he had even forgotten how it felt to make love to her, but right now he felt as though he couldn't wait to have a taste of her. She was just so beautiful, confident and the sophisticated, the one he couldn't bare to let off his mind. " Pardon me Zia, but I must say, the view here is quite exceptional, and added to your beauty, I couldn't help but get lost in here," Asriel said, hoping to get a reaction from her.

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

“You have no beliefs?” “No, yeah.. I do. That is what I am saying. I believe in things. I believe that God exists. I believe there is a being so great that he made the moon, the sun, and the earth. I can believe that he gave me life and makes miracles.” Bella tells him. “I believe that if he can make a world so beautiful and so many people so amazing, I believe that he could make anything. If he made a mermaid in that ocean, then I believe it. If he combined man and animal, then it is so. I am not one to doubt something just because I have not seen it with my own eyes. I have never seen the ocean but I believe on faith that it is there. I am more than 'seeing is believing'. I believe in thin

FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER, Jeisin came out from the bathroom, rubbing her wet hair. And sat on a stool while looking at the mirror. Then she took a Vaseline aloe before she whispered, "l am feeling warm now. I don't have to rubbed any oil in my body" as she kept it in its place. Then she went and picked a blue color long dress with a blue high heels and a diamond bracelet. By the time she went back to the mirror and began to put on. ~~~

I reached out and grabbed his chin softly, then tilted his face up so I could see him properly. I was shocked. Speechless. I did not expect this… this kind of beauty. My heart flipped, but I didn’t pay attention to it. His hair was a warm brown, slightly messy like he’d been running his fingers through it. His eyes were a deep, normal shade of green, but they held something that hit me harder than I wanted to admit. He was breathtaking in a quiet, unguarded way that most people in our world had long lost. Too bad I’m here for his sister, not him.

Her eyes never fluttered away from the dark forest. She wanted to know more, she wanted to explore, see, and touch the black soil which held secrets. But she could not. They say the devil himself resides within the dense never-ending woods of that forest. Men and Women were sacrificed for their evil deeds to the god of death over the board. Stripped of their humanity and taken to hell by the evil. She felt her body shiver, the sacrifice of a villager she once saw while young. She could not imagine the pain of the people.

“Her beauty was a divine delicacy that I could only hold within my dreams. I tested my dream of her beauty, and I whispered her grace to the angels. The sounds of heaven replied to me, telling me that her beauty transcended not only in my dreams, but even heaven” – Lionel Suggs.

‘If I’m going to wear the big occasion dress, I’d like to wait until it’s only the dress that’s big… The Saturday after the baptism of Stephanie Joy Dan, her mother and father made eternal vows to love, honour and keep one another in sickness and in health for all their days. Matty, her wheelchair decorated with white and silver ribbons, held her little god-daughter throughout the service. Toby performed valiantly as ring-bearer. Connie wept buckets and told everyone who would listen that Miracesca was the kindest, most wonderful woman on earth and Dan kissed her and told her that she was absolutely right. The marquee was a picture in yellow and white, and after lunch and a

I said to myself refusing to believe someone was actually behind me. “You are not going crazy Khalid, everything you see or hear here is real”. The voice said once again. Astonished, I turned to see the most perfect and beautiful being that could ever exist. Her heavenly beauty is a true embodiment of grace, radiance, and perfection. Every aspect of her physical features seems carefully crafted by the hands of divine artisans. Her face is flawless , adorned with features that exude elegance. The smoothness of her complexion rivals the softest petals of a delicate flower.