Friend Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Because I cared way more than I wanted to. She was so effortlessly stunning. Her dress fit perfectly like it was made on her body. She had that glossy movie-star hair that probably never frizzed no matter the humidity. No insecurities, no awkwardness, no cheap lip gloss. I pressed my lips together. I suddenly felt like a scruffy kitten someone dragged indoors from the rain. Standing beside Adrian, I felt beautiful earlier, confident even, but now I felt like the ugly friend tagging along. I hated that feeling. I hated that Aiden could make me feel it without even looking at me again. I didn’t realize how long I’d been staring until Adrian leaned closer, his voice low near my ear.

I am not here. It's not me. It's a beauty, no, beauty is not enough to explain how I am looking; exquisite. The elegance and grace, it's not mine. They can see a lavishing wedding of a woman with angelic features with a man as handsome as ancient Greek Gods. The irresistible man of a perfect dominating aura. Fakeness is getting bound eternally with lust as a constant reminder of misery which leads to this day. That's what they call facades. The demeanor used to hide the actual one.

The dress barely covered her thighs and legs, adding a thrilling and sensual vibe to her presence. Faith was like a ripe peach, sweet and ready to be savored. Her skin was smooth and fair. She possessed a timeless, sensual grace. With Faith getting better health-wise, she stopped acting like she would rip out anyone’s throat out of the blue. Once again, she held a fatal attraction for men. It was said that cuteness had no chance of winning against sexiness. No girl, sweet or innocent, could rival against Faith’s allure. Having seen Faith’s true colors, Kaze would not fall for her charms.

And very pretty--the way humans are considered pretty. "Pretty things are often useless to me," Jester said (Fye took note that he didn't deny that he thought Alisa Vega was pretty). 'She doesn't have to be useful, Master,' Fye suggested. 'She could just be a friend.' "I have friends." Fye snorted at that. 'You need female friends.' "I have you," Jester said, grinning.

I knew Beth and nosepoking would have questioned me on my smile if the lecturer hadn't come in, drawing immediate silence into the previously murmuring room. * The day was over so much faster than I'd thought. I was so glad that I had chosen fashion school over business school. I'd always wanted to be a fashion designer, something the society at least found or considered to be a positive job. Aimee, Beth and I grabbed lunch at a nearby restaurant before heading back home. I couldn't wait for the week to run out so I could head back home. Although I had told Greg that I didn't want to come home every weekend like he had suggested, I was feeling homesick and just wanted to be there.

Her newfound boldness surprised even herself. "Do you think women were the focus of men's concerns back then?" Taehyung addressed his wife with sardonic amusement. Minnie glared at him. "It's the truth," she insisted. Brody set down his glass to finally join the conversation. "The Greeks valued aesthetics over function." He clarified with surprising depth. "They prioritized visual appeal over practical considerations. It's like a beautiful face hiding an ugly personality. The eye's judgment of beauty overruled the mind's assessment."

“Indulge me a bit, will you? And if you don’t enjoy this night, I’ll make sure it never happens again.” They held each other’s gaze for several long seconds, an unspoken current passing between them. Finally, Taiga looked away first and sank into the chair. “Thank you,” Dante murmured, the satisfaction in his tone unmistakable. To say Dante was stunned would be an understatement. Sitting across from him now was easily the most beautiful man he had ever laid eyes on. Maya was beautiful too, in a soft, charming way, but Taiga… Taiga’s beauty was something else entirely. It was unfair, how a man of his size and build could still carry a grace and allure that bordered on otherworldly. The suit c

she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style." I give her a confused look "what?" "You know, when you're in a fake relationship, these days that's what everyone's doing." "Well, I'm only doing this for mom, and trust me I will not develop falling for him." "My dear friend, you're saying that now, but when the time comes you'll be dying for his touch, his kiss, his scent, his di- ah" I shot her with Levi's water gun. That damn dirty mouth girl. "Charlotte you bitch," she curses, ask I continue to shot her.

He would most likely be tired and hungry when he got back. Grayson had informed me that the girl McQueen had been talking about was his “beard” and her name was Selene. I looked her up and found that she was a pretty light skinned girl who had a successful modelling career. They looked good together but i wasn't sure who had come up with this idea and if i really was on board for it. What if she was only pretending to be lesbian so that she could get with him? If I voiced these thoughts would he be pissed or not, it just was all a bit too pretentious for my liking but for now i was going to let it go.

"Falcon Cosmetics, branded as 'FC', are the type of cosmetics that aims to enhance women, men and girl's looks making them appear more attractive in the eyes of others. The manipulation of contrast with the eyes and lips against skin tone is the main reason for our products. Our cosmetics brings out the feminine self and aims to bring out your self-confidence too. For I know, that's the beauty of beauty, it's not a tattoo. Makeup is not a mask that covers up your body, it's like a weapon that helps you express who you really are inside." She beamed and turned to the crowd that started to clap and cheer once again after I finished talking. "Impressive. Well we're a beauty show and embracing o