Fairest Novels & Stories

Cap sur prêt à porter les Fées _____ 🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️Prêt à porter les fées🧚‍♂️🧚‍♂️___ Ils entrent ensemble et elles commencent les achats. Après les achats ils vont ensuite à la bijouterie les mines d'or....... Là-bas également elles achètent pas mal de chose. Il les conduit par la suite à la maison. Merci Odilon dit Priscille. Tu m'as fait passé une magnifique journée. C'est un plaisir lui répondi ce dernier

I said it and I really meant it, more than anything. * The girls and I left later that evening so we could rest in our dorm and be up and early for Thursday's class. "Where do I find men like Greg?" Beth asked me scrolling through her phone when we were finally in our dorm room. "That was the best thing that had ever happened to me." She said again. "My fiance is not a type." I rolled my eyes playfully at her. "Are you kidding? He's literally a billionaire and is fucking listed as one of the richest people in the world." She beaked, "At least I can proudly say you are my friend."

Jake was a bit resilient, but he too straightened his posture. "Lieutenant Colonel Sir, Cadet, Mira Decker reports." "Lieutenant Colonel Sir, Cadet, Remy Adler reports." "Lieutenant Colonel Sir, Cadet, Jake Collins reports." "Lieutenant Colonel Sir, Cadet, Creed Gryffon reports." Grisha was wearing a purple silk backless gown. Her hourglass figure was beyond beautiful, enunciating those beautiful curves of her body. But nobody dared to pass any lustful remark. There were no excessive actions in her movement. Drenched with both elegance and authority, she returned a salute to them. Behind her was Alia Barnes in a black gown, her beauty was no less than hers.

“First time entering Rao’s? You need a memory. An experience. A LOOK.” Sienna snapped her fingers. “Period!” Within an hour, Lila was dragging Amara through the mall like a stylist on a mission. They searched boutique after boutique until Amara saw it — a stunning African-inspired gown that made her stop breathing for two seconds. Black lace top. Delicate sheer sleeves. A wrap skirt in soft pink, brown, and blue leaf prints. Flowing. Elegant. Powerful. The moment she put it on, she knew. She looked like a woman who owned empires.

I knew I was handsome and there was no doubt Faryah was beautiful, so the combo was going to make perfect beautiful faces. " I can't believe some cute people are going to be born into this world, they'll be cuter than this cute face of mine" she pouted as she used her two hands to show her perfect face. " Your cute face is irreplaceable, extremely cute" I teased and pinched her cheek. " Yeah, I was nominated for most beautiful for the year 2019 in UCLA" she chirped as she smiled widely. " It's just a beauty title" I answered and rolled my eyes at her. " Bear in mind that Faryah's joining you soon" " Well I won't be bothered about that, I mean I'll know she won fair and square so eh" She answ

Sharmaine is standing in front of the mirror, she is wearing a snow white dress, her body is slim and attractive, her face is as beautiful as a sculpture, the most beautiful things in the world are concentrated on Sharmaine, she has smooth skin like silk, she has eyes as beautiful as the sky, and lips as luscious and plump as acerola. She touched her face, tears slowly falling down her cheeks, today she would be a sinner, she would become an obnoxious person and forever lose the qualification to be the person Augustus loved.

I guess her height is 176 cm which is 12 cm different from me, who has a height of 188 cm. She is beautiful, enchanting. A unique beauty, I called her beauty "fairy tale beauty". Is she from another country? She looks different from a common girl in this country. After a while, she finally realized that I was staring at her. That girl, Nadya, whom I didn't know her name at that time, saw me too. While I looked at her with a look full of admiration, she smiled at me. Her cheeks weren't red, maybe that's her "Candle skin" uniqueness, but I could sure that she was shy when I looked at her. And behold, even her gaze is so different; her gaze is gentle, delicate, and winning. I swear she looks li

I had branch in Kumasi, and another in Cape Coast, and we shipped to other countries as well. Business was really booming. “If it isn't Cindy Mensah.” A beautiful woman called out snapping me out of my reverie. I smiled uncertainly. “May I know who you are?” She smiled back, a perfect toothpaste commercial smile that showed her perfect teeth. “My name is Amelia Sanders, I'm a representative of Donatella Maruchi. How would you like to be featured in our African Pride week Festival?” I grinned, shaking my head in disbelief. “I'm dreaming, aren't I?”

"Get out. Both of you!." "Yes, your highness.!" They chorused as they rushed out of my room. I sighed and pushed my hair backwards, what does father want this time?. He just ruined my moment!. Am prince Chad Alword. The only son and heir of the great king Alword, ruler of Sinae Kingdom. Am tall, have black hair, vale colored eyes, pink lips, pointed nose and perfectly handsome. I puff out deep breathe immediately I entered into his mighty chamber. I walked towards him as he is seated majestically on his golden throne with his wizard Harrod standing next to him.

She thought how shallow her stepmother could be and to take her by surprise without her consent. "Sophia!" Maureen called, holding up a kitchen knife that she used in cutting onions. "Are you listening to what I've been saying since?." "Oh, what did you say?." Maureen dropped the knife and wiped her hands. "Stan and I discussed this and we thought it best for you to accept their apologies. Mr. Ernest Bestman is a very nice and upright man. He was so pained and against what his son did. He felt ashamed of his son I tell you. So it's nothing alright?" Maureen cajoled.