Divine Beauty Novels & Stories

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.

"But you... you see the beauty in everything around us, whether it comes from divine or mortal hands. You find inspiration in an olive tree and joy in a simple sketch, you see the divine in the everyday and the mortal in the eternal. That's a gift greater than any power or blessing the gods could give." Eirene stopped walking then, turning to face him fully beneath the archway that marked the boundary between the mortal city and the divine mountain. The last rays of sun painted her golden hair and blue dress in shades of fire and shadow, making her look like she belonged both to the earth and to the sky. "That's what we've all been learning," she said, her voice steady and clear.

“This keeps on shouting your name, Claire.” Her eyes were now filled with tears. I gave her a kiss on her forehead before saying another word. “You will always be my epitome of beauty, wife.”

I prayed that they would find him soon, I didn’t know how long I could keep my beast tamed now that Arabella was awake and overtaking every sense within me. “I will let you know as soon as we find him, sire”, Helena mind-linked, “Get some rest.” I nodded to myself and made my way to my sleeping quarters. My room was magnificent, with a wall of bookshelves covering the north wall, a luxurious hand-carved king-sized bed complete with bear skin blankets and the softest woven silk sheets. The walls were adorned with paintings that my wife had collected and portraits that she insisted we had commissioned. Although the room was large and full, it felt unsurprisingly hollow; empty. My mind couldn’t

When Clarissa entered the beauty salon, it was not surprising that everybody turned their heads to see who came in. Everybody was in awe. It was as if a celebrity visited the salon. No. More than a celebrity but a goddess who went down from heaven to make them realize that “humans were not created equal.” That Clarissa was a special being created to make other individuals fall into despair, as she was almost perfect in every aspect. Everyone was like saying “Who is this beautiful woman?” Even the clients of that salon that time never missed making a second look just to gaze at the beauty who just arrived.

Their dresses were painted in bright contrasting shades of powder blue and grass green, like the painted windows of churches. “Divine One,” the one wearing green whispered, her eyes lowered. “We bring you the harvest of this lovely new season. A gift of gratitude for your blessings and your protection of us all. Because of you, we have little to fear in these lands.” The title still scraped against me, uncomfortable like a healing scab. Divine One. They spoke it with such reverence, as though I were no longer flesh and blood but something untouchable and immortal. I forced a gentle smile, taking the basket from them as carefully as I could, or else they will get the impression that I was eve

“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.”

he just wants to live his life fullest and enjoy every moment ariel:- I am travel, as you know, I travel so many places and fitness so many magnificent things like you. this perfume is made up of honey and dead material which is rare and soon get extinct Ariel notice. this place is heaven, beautiful woman, expensive wine and fruit are decorated on the table, there are both man and women serve as host, Ariel want to work there and live his life in heaven ariel give 20 $ for 1 hour, he sits with two beautiful ladies. they have the same age as him. those girl dresses are really small and sexy.