Divine Beauty Novels & Stories

They saw the facilities and, finally, the rooms. “Sir, this is the premium room, it has access to a private beach.” “Could you give us a minute alone?” “Yes, sir.” The employee left the room. Axel and Alicia walked towards some lounge chairs at the exit of the room and sat down. Seconds later, Axel let out a big sigh before speaking. “Miss Torres?” “Yes, sir?” Alicia asked, looking at him while he continued to stare at the beach.

“Great. Everybody is now here. Emma, this is Alex. Alex, this is Emma.” A spark went through my body as we both looked up. And our eyes connected. I felt my heart thumping in my chest and my skin hair was standing up. I didn’t know what it was. Alex cleared his throat. “I’m Alex.” “Emma.” The spark increased as our hands touched. But there was something else too. I saw visions of us together. I pulled away, unable to take my eyes off of him. “Great. Now that everybody is acquainted. We should get going.”

She truly is a vision. Her purple/blue hair is pinned up in an elegant style that shows off her lovely neck and shoulders. Her make-up is lighter than usual which surprises me but it only accentuates her beauty. Her dress is stunning. It’s a black halter neck mermaid design. The skirt is full length reaching down to the floor and it has a side split on the left that reaches up to her hip. The image of that exposed flesh has my blood warming with need.

A woman has been given an attachment to makeup and a desire to look even more beautiful. “Not praising you is like not liking God’s creation.” Irene sighed. “Beauty lovers can’t stop praising beauty, Hazel. This is not a concern or issue.” But Hazel had nothing to do with this matter. She was anxious only because of Daud, not her beauty. Her beauty was just the reason, not the cause or harm. “Like a different flower in the garden with the most pleasant smell.” Irene sighed dreamingly, leaning back and resting her back against the bench’s headboard.

He was specifically made for her, but he could not even do the most basic protection. Sienna did not know whether to laugh or cry. She stepped forward and hugged Orpheus as she patted his back and comforted him, “Don’t think too much. I was not raised in a greenhouse, so what’s the point of making a fuss over a trivial matter like this?” She had been fighting for years, and there were many moments when her life was hanging by a thread. In contrast, a mere rune was really not worth mentioning at all. Besides that, was this not a skin care product? It was an extremely nourishing skincare product!

“The one with the long black hair and purple eyes.” “Purple eyes?” asked Peter in almost disbelief. He was looking insane the way he was ramping about her. Grump didn’t believe what Solomon have saw, for he didn’t see her. He didn’t see Lily, and he knows her feature well, for who could forget an image like her. The Goddess of Beauty leaves a deep scar on a person’s heart for she’s a beauty. “No. I saw her. I saw her,” said Solomon with fright in his eyes. Peter soothing his friend down said, “Calm down, calm down.”

‘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

She notices something moving in the pressbox across from them, noticing figures occupy it. Theo catches her eye from inside, standing beside a giant man, with eyes as stern and stormy as his. They're an intense blue just like a ghost of Theo's. His hairs long and white with a golden crown pushing it away from his face. He's a hulk of a man. She feels the weight of those eyes when they cut to her, feeling intense pressure. The shivers are back and nearly make her crumble. She sees another god standing to the left of him and feels Damon stiffen next to her. She notices he's watching the figure beside who she knows to be Zeus and Theo.

he marveled at the sight beneath the red dress. "Ma Chèrie amor!" Rayden murmured in his native language. He traced her neck and marked it with a strong suck that left a deep red mark. The intoxicating scent of vanilla and jasmine filled his senses. His hands gently caressed her bare body, teasingly making her body move slowly. Her eyes slowly opened, her hazel-colored eyes so beautiful under the thick lashes, gazing at him. "Hi, Beautiful!" Rayden greeted her with a smile on his handsome face, gently brushing her hair away from her face.

Kael Morgathra is beautiful. Stunning. Long, straight black hair flows down to her impossibly narrow waist, and her skin is as pale as alabaster. I’m sure, in her youth, she was a lovely woman, but even now, with her face smooth, flawless, and young… I can see the marks of age she’s failing to hide–the scars of ugliness, of evil, no magic can erase. Her eyes are round and the brightest green I’ve ever seen. Green, like spring grass. Green, like the first buds on the trees after a long, hard winter.