Everything Is Beautiful Novel Novels & Stories

He moved forward until he could clearly see what was between her thighs. According to Zachary, Elena is the most beautiful, pure, and clean woman he had ever seen. It turned out that it was not only what is visible from the outside that is beautiful. What others cannot see is also very, very beautiful. “Don’t look!” Elena tried to cover it with her hands but Zachary blocked her. “Don't cover yourself, kitten. You are so beautiful here…” He touched her and Elena gasped. “Ah!”

AIDEN I step into the building, taking in the cracked floors and faded floors. The place looks old and deserted, as if it has been abandoned for years. It does not seem like this kind of place would exist in this city - it is too civilized for that. But, isn't it true that every city has a dark side? Just like every beautiful person has a dark side to them. Is that really true, though? Does every beautiful person really have a dark side? Does Olivia? She is beautiful and pure, and it is hard to imagine her having any darkness within her.

I could hardly believe how beautiful and luxurious everything was. It was like being in a dream. Everywhere I looked was beauty and cleanliness. When I looked out of the tall windows I saw more beauty, pristine snow on painstakingly precise hedges and flat grounds that seemed to go on forever. It was nearlybtime for lunch and I had still not finished exploring the house.

“My aunt replies, and I don't realize I'm crying, until a drop of tears lands on my hand. I take a few steps away from the room in hurt and rush up to my bedroom. “Eliza, what is it? A few minutes ago, you were okay. And now? “Athena questions as I set the tray in my hands on the study table, and I begin to weep. “I'm ugly, aren't I? “I question, and Athena picks up a shocked expression. “What? Where's that coming from? You know you're beautiful. You're one of the prettiest people I know. “She replies, and I shake my head in disagreement. “You're just saying that! “I cry, and she takes my shoulders. “Eliza, stop it! Don't talk like that! You sound ungrateful. You're a model. Do you know what

Zia said as she leaned back on her chair, swinging lazily. Asriel's gaze went back to her, meeting her eye in the process, making his heart skip a bit. Zia had never stirred in him feelings before, and he had even forgotten how it felt to make love to her, but right now he felt as though he couldn't wait to have a taste of her. She was just so beautiful, confident and the sophisticated, the one he couldn't bare to let off his mind. " Pardon me Zia, but I must say, the view here is quite exceptional, and added to your beauty, I couldn't help but get lost in here," Asriel said, hoping to get a reaction from her.

“Hello, sweetheart. Aunt Willa can’t wait to hold you.” “I think this kid is thrilled to see you.” I chuckled. “I’m so excited. How’s the room decoration going on?” “Still working on it.” I noticed a new painting. A mysterious woman on a beautiful landscape in the sunset. “That’s beautiful.” “Really?” She blinked. I saw the gaiety in her eyes. “Yeah. It’s the quietness, the contentment, and the beauty that is represented in the landscape and the sunset, of course. The woman is happy in her life.”

I decided against asking if anyone had arrived before me and just instead sat patiently and by patiently, I mean if he's not here in ten minutes, the date is definitely over. Less than five minutes later, an average height man appears in front of me and I'm temporarily hypnotised by how great he looks. He looked mid-thirty, obviously the type that works out since his physique was beyond amazing and that face alone would make any woman fall at his feet. Let's not even talk about that beautiful smile he has on his face, he looked so overjoyed to see me and I partly found that strange. Did he know me? "Hi, I'm Tobi. You must be Omotayo?" he asked and I nodded in reply. "It's really nice to meet

She smiled a little bit at me, giving me comfort and assurance. "Hello, Madam. I'm Beauty, a good friend of your son. Your son bought you your favorite flowers." She slowly placed flowers on my mother's grave. "Don't you know that yellow is my favorite too? I also like pink roses. It's nice to meet you." Beauty dipped her head halfway and shut her eyes. She seems like she's offering a peaceful prayer. I felt my jaw tense up. I took out the sunshade from my back pocket and put it on. I watched Beauty kneeling and tenderly caressing my mother's engraved name.

She tilted her head and saw everyone else were also about to reach here soon, so she immediately stepped back and he let her go even though he didn't want but he knew he needed to do it or else, she might get in trouble which he didn't want because he could endure the worst till he knew she was fine and safe. “Wow…..so you guys won. I am impressed,” Corbin uttered, reaching them and then carefully placed Cressa on the ground whose eyes had rounded in fascination by seeing the beauty of that place. “Oh…..my……goodness. I can't believe that something so beautiful like this exists in this world. It's surreal,” Cressa commented while roaming her eyes everywhere around her. “Yeah, for your pretty

Then a staff member touched her arm. The moment vanished. Lena smiled. Turned away. And continued walking. --- By dusk they retreated. Nobody argued. Nobody wanted to stay. The place crawled under their skin. The false peace. The manufactured contentment. The smiles. God. The smiles. --- The bookshop basement was unusually quiet when they returned. People gathered around the central table. Waiting. Watching. Hoping. Bea hated being the one who had to speak first. She rubbed her hands over her face.