Ella Era Bonita Novels & Stories

She was wearing a white dress. The young woman was as beautiful as a fairy. She had eyes that shone luminously like the moon, and straight, white teeth. Her rosy lips pressed gently together under her perfect nose. However, she was rather pale. She looked almost identical to Cecilia, the young woman who had been at the auction. The only difference was that she seemed more frail. "Elara, say hello to Mr. Ballard." The young woman nodded at Belinda and turned to Sebastian. She bowed slightly and said, "Hello, Mr. Ballard. My name is Elara Lucox. You can just call me Elara."

"You... Why are you so good-looking?" Ella looked at Lucas. Lucas was stunned. He never thought that Ella would say such words. "Many people tell me so." Lucas looked at Ella indifferently, adding, "But I don't want to talk to you now. You can leave." Ella was stunned. One had to know that she was the number one beauty of Moon Scar Base City. "Ella, what's wrong?" Suddenly, a slightly arrogant voice entered Lucas' ears. Lucas looked in the direction of the voice.

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

I held up a hand to silence him instantly. Elara appeared from around the corner with an innocent look on her face. “Andre! Lucas! I was hoping I would run into you.” She walked right up to me and smiled brightly. “Andre, I just wanted to apologize again, personally, for all the horrible things I said. I was a monster.” She looked at me from head to toe. “And can I just say, you are a striking handsome Beta. Lillian is such a lucky woman.”

She spoke perfect English, soft and clear and accented, never raised her voice, never had a hair out of place, never had a stain on her clothes, never said anything that wasn’t thoughtful or cultured. Elara was loud, passionate, and proud of her local roots, speaking Bisaya fluently and comfortably, laughing loudly and freely, loving her hometown’s culture, food, and traditions, talking fast and lively when she was happy or excited, wearing bright colors and simple clothes, her skin kissed by the sun from years of walking and painting outside. Suddenly, her personality became something ugly and wrong, something she should be ashamed of.

She is a married woman, plus she’s like a worse version of her daughter, Julia. “ No.” I say in-between laughs. “ I’m going to get married to Emilia Peyton.” I say to him Emilia was a better option than Julia and from what I had seen on the media, she was even more beautiful. Scratch that, she was a goddess. She barely said anything on the social media but her beauty was enough to make people worship her. She wasn’t just beautiful, her body was to die for and even a workaholic like me, could never deny that fact.

"His name was Dante. And he was ten times the human you’ll ever be." Elena turned, a small, amused smile playing on her lips. She looked perfect—not a hair out of place, her skin glowing with a youthful vitality that I now knew was stolen. She walked toward me, the heels of her white boots clicking with a rhythmic, military precision on the glass floor.

“They passed me by the east corridor. I nearly dropped my mop. Zara looked gorgeous—that red dress, her hair all done up like a queen…” “She always looks gorgeous,” I say, shaking my head. “She’s Zara.” I can't help but feel a little pang of jealousy. Some people just have it easy in life. Beauty, strength, fame, family name...Zara was one of those people. Daughter to the Beta. Why wouldn't Alpha Nox look her way? “She’s perfect,” Elara continues reverently. “She’s everything a Luna should be. Powerful, graceful, and have you seen how Alpha Nox looks at her? Like she’s the moon and he’s the tide.”

Lola replied, raising her voice to be heard over the din. "C'mon, let me show you around," Carter suggested, guiding Lola through the crowded room. Lola's crush on Carter was obvious, and from the way he held her close, it seemed he felt the same. You couldn't blame him; Lola was the epitome of beauty. Her flowing blonde hair cascaded down her back, her big blue eyes were captivating, and her slender yet perfect body commanded admiration. As a baby she was offered many modelling gig that just showed how attractive she was.

Leticia leans her head in her hand and rolls her eyes. “Leticia!” I give her a look of warning. “Sorry.” She looks down, embarrassed. “They just require a lot of attention to detail to be happy.” “Um… okay.” Elissa writes in her notebook. “I’ll make sure everything is perfect for them, Luna.”