Fairest Novels & Stories

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

Not much made it past her, but I took the stairs two at a time before she could ask anymore questions. I plopped on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I couldn’t get her image out of my head. She was perfect in every way. Her raven colored hair made her skin look like porcelain and even though she was quite petite, she was full of attitude. Watching her stick up for herself against that preppy bitch earlier made me even more attracted to her.

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?”

She smiles at me as I nod. All of a sudden, everyone became silent so as Suzanne who was talking to me. I looked up to see three girls cat walking into the cafe, they looked super gorgeous especially the one at the middle. Her look is classy, her long blonde hair sway around as she moves, her long legs are perfect and her killer curves are something else. The girls walked majestically towards the food vendor and ordered for whatever they want. I noticed the woman serving their foods looked pretty scared. After they carried their meals, those who were already seated with their friends stood up for the girls to sit.

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.

she laughed as she walked towards the door and opened it. She gaped at him for a moment, Noor didn’t expect to see a handsome young man who wore a sky blue kaftan, an apple watch that is worth her school fees for at least four years, black loafers, and Cartier sunglasses "Afraah if you’re ready let’s go," he said in a deep calm tone that almost melted Noor’s heart