Divinity Beauty Novels & Stories

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.

I replied, controlling the urge to roll my eyes, reminding myself that I was the heir to the water kingdom and needed to treat my citizens with respect. Adriana looked at me, confused. She only had a sliver of divine power; she was maybe one-sixteenth God, if not less than that. I wasn't sure why the academy had invited her. Her tiniest amount of power wouldn't have made a difference around the mortals. The mortals would've assumed she had a water affinity; they would chalk it up to the elements and call her a Wiccan. But the council had determined that anyone showing any amount of a God-given gift was to attend the academy.

My God. My smirk faded and turned into a surprised expression. She was…beautiful. Her doe hazel eyes, puffed lips, and that fucking perfect hourglass-shaped body. And her braces are gone. Her peach coat hung perfectly on her shoulders as the tight buttons of her black shirt were ready to pop out. By seeing her expression, I can say she’s as shocked as I am. “Rowan,” I heard her muttering as I quickly changed my expression into the snarky one.

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.

“Nice to see the black kid still lives, I like his appearances, and would need him in to collaborate with Mercy, you know how we’ve always cherished colors, don’t you Sophia” Mercy one of Margaret’s top models had always been an icon to look up to, simply because she advocates colors, she made sure to come up with a brand of makeup that supports her notion of colors making up the world. “I hear you Margaret, if we could leave now though, that would favor the both of us” ‘Yes” finally Sophia speaks up. “Let’s move then shall we?” asks Shirley.

I look at my watch, surprised that I am fifteen minutes earlier than our meeting time. “You’re here.” I look up when I heard those familiar and soft voice. My heart throbbed harder by just seeing her perfect face. God. I don’t know how I fall deeper than I expected to this woman. “What?” she asked, blushing. Maybe she’s being conscious about her look because for a minute, I stare at her like I’m some kind of a freak. “Nothing... You look... Nice.” From her elegant braided hair, down to her silver and shiny shoes. Everything about her is perfect. Her light make up brought out her almond shaped dark eyes. Her blush on was just enough for me to see through her natural look. And the lipstick...

It seems that you are dragged into this mess to do what you are doing,” Regina advised. “Beauty of any kind is at the eyes that look at it; there are many counterfeit faces in this modern age: plastic faces, surgical faces, cream faces and pancake faces. Nature endows one with supernatural beauty. The fact is that whatever way beauty is made, artificial or supernatural, it is still beauty at the eyes that look at it. If my husband accepts my abject character which you found out, you have no right to stop me from putting on anything,” Vivian emphatically declared.

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.