Novel & Cerita Easy Beauty

Jessi screamed on top of her voice ,she released from the hug and inspected Bea from head to her toes,she was glowing and healthy ,she hugged Beauty in tears,who also got emotional. Bae is nothing like she was before,she got this confidence that even I can't beat,I cam feel it already ,from her dressing which flattered her expensive curves and small waist to her make up and elegant way of talking now,Jessi was even teased by her,suddenly I want to have some fat and be identical with this thick Beauty,I never thought I would love to add a little fat one day. She looked towards me and our eyes met,I smiled in tears and went to her.

I don't think i have said this enough, but yet again: She's beautiful. Anna banner beautiful, Adesua Etomi beautiful, Alisha böe beautiful, Grace saif beautiful, Cleopatra Ptolemy beautiful. It's like somebody took the bests parts of all of them and moulded it into a person. She is that person. That person is she. I want to meet whoever crafted her and buy him or her a chilled bottle of Maltina.

A beautiful girl with long hair down her back hums softly in front of the mirror to adorn herself, aiming to look more beautiful than usual. She applies various types of makeup to her face, enhancing the natural beauty she was born with. The girl, named Airin, smiles as she observes the subtle Korean-style makeup on her face, further perfecting her beauty. "Perfect!" she praises herself inwardly before reaching for the sling bag on the nightstand, draping it over her shoulder, and stepping out. She is about to meet a man known through social media.

napangiti ako sa komento nito. Hindi ko maalis ang mata ko sa kanya dahil sobrang ganda niya. Her beauty is enchanting. The kind that you can't help but stare at. Her face looks like it was cut right from the pages of a teen magazine. Long lashes, pouty lips, and a set of light hazels that will suck you in. Morena man ang balat nito pero bumagay ito sa kanya plus I love her beach waves, I’ll ask her later if its natural or not.

and clearly a sore subject. From the moment I met Nina, there was something unmistakably magnetic about her. It wasn’t just her looks, though she was undoubtedly stunning. She had that kind of effortless elegance that didn’t need validation—dark, wavy hair that spilt down her back in soft layers, with just the right amount of intentional mess to make it look natural. Her skin was warm olive-toned, glowing like she had her own personal lighting crew. Her eyebrows were thick and arched with confidence, and her cheekbones were sharp enough to cut glass, yet her smile—when it came—softened her whole face.

Bella said. " Wow, my big and small sis, I think this might not be the right time for all of these," Melissa said breaking the two up. Bella sighed before she went back to her seat. " Once again, thank you Bella, for listening to my advice. I hope you will truly be happy. You deserve the best," Zia said. She moved closer and glanced over at Bella's reflection. She was just too beautiful, her skin soft and delicate. Her dark hair was thick and beautiful that Zia couldn't help but run her fingers through them.

Droplets of water adorned her glistening skin, hinting at the shower she had just taken. Haider was taken aback, his frustration momentarily forgotten. Ameera's beauty transcended his wildest dreams. Her luscious hair, damp and cascading over her shoulders, added to her allure. Her eyes sparkled like precious gems, and a subtle blush adorned her cheeks, contrasting with the radiance of her flawless complexion.

Two very familiar faces. And at the sight of them my heart rate picked up. Morgan and Bailey West. Morgan looked beautiful as always. She had always taken care of her appearance and had done so since her teens. But Bailey… well… she looked different. Not her usual self. In truth, she was never ugly, but she never made the most of what she had. Yes, when she came back from university her image had changed a little, like she was trying too hard. Straightening her curls, her glasses gone, and experimenting with various fashion styles. But today, she looked stunning. Classy even. In a simple, form-fitting maroon dress with a scooped neck, with a hem line finishing just above her knees. Showing o

Sophia had no words to comfort Amaya and just held her tighter in the embrace. Amaya slowly disengaged from the hug and walked into the bathroom to wash her face. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and smiled sadly at the frail figure in front of her. She had noticably lost weight in the last few hours, her eyes were sunk in, her face pale, and she looked like a pretty ghost. Very fragile and pale. "You've got this Amaya. You're strong, he can't break you". she mentally encouraged herself. Letting out a smile, she arranged the red lingerie she wore, the one lady Esme had thrown at her earlier and walked out of the bathroom.

My attention remained at the locket I was holding. When I flipped the locket open, I found himself checking out the woman sitting next to the boy and their father. Her innocent eyes seemed to be twinkling as she shyly smiled at the camera. Her long black hair hanging 'til her stomach looked so smooth that I felt the need to caress it myself. Damn it, what the hell was happening to me? How could a stranger in a photograph make my heart turn savage with just one look?