Innocent Beauty Mga Nobela at Kwento

It’s the kind of place that makes you want to lie down and lose yourself in its beauty. “Welcome to the team! It’s better having you here than that brat they sent earlier,” a boy says, walking up to me. There are several other people—both men and women—working in the garden. They seem relaxed, even cheerful. “Thank you,” I reply shyly, playing the part of a naive girl. “She kept saying she deserved your position, even though she wasn’t chosen. She begged the queen until she was assigned to the prince. Where did you go, anyway?” a girl asks curiously.

I drop my notepad and pen, stunned. “What do you mean by pure and innocent?” Asher asks, leaning onto Artemis’ bed. He appears calm, but I can hear his heart beating a mile a minute. He’s just as scared as I am to hear the answer. “Innocent- meaning they are a virgin. Pure- meaning they have lived a life untainted by evil. They are pure of heart and full of kindness. If I use a tainted heart, the magic will become even stronger and darker,” Artemis warns. “I can’t ask you to kill an innocent person. That’s what makes this magic so powerful.”

Girl running from her past finds herself and freedom! Will she find love as well? Read along to see who she chooses or if she does! 🤔😉

I stepped in a little closer forgetting to be cautious and not scare her away. "Nothing, just that...I saw you…before..." Could she be any more fucking perfect? Her voice sounded like something out of a fucking fairytale. If I weren't standing in front of her, I would swear she was someone's idea of a joke on me. It's like someone reached inside the darkest recesses of my mind and came up with my ideal of perfection. She had the face of a Botticelli angel. Beautiful, flawless skin and bright eyes that were wide and so fucking innocent they weren't to be believed. I didn't dare look at the rest of her right now. Who knows what the fuck stupid thing I would do? Like snatch her and run; there w

They should be grateful I stopped at one bone because thinking back on it now, I should’ve finished him off. That would’ve been better, Cleaner and less problematic. Snapping out of my thoughts, I open the door into the office expecting the usual cliché: a gray-haired therapist with knitted eyebrows and soft shoes, the type who talks about childhood wounds while scribbling notes she’ll never use. Instead I freeze because standing in front of me is not a bookish old woman but the most devastatingly beautiful creature I’ve ever seen. Yes beautiful! She’s Soft, Perfect, a contradiction of fragility and quiet power. She has this delicate, timid innocence to her

I couldn't be so inhumane as to starve them both to death. Looking at her, anyone who didn't know her would never imagine the kind of dirty deeds she was involved in, in complicity with her family. She had an air of innocence, an aura of sweetness and kindness that fooled anyone. In addition, she had a beauty that would never go unnoticed. The clear blue of her eyes seemed to have come out of a rare painting, her mouth was too sexy, molded into a doll's face, with porcelain skin. She was the perfect weapon to attract and deceive unsuspecting men.

A woman has been given an attachment to makeup and a desire to look even more beautiful. “Not praising you is like not liking God’s creation.” Irene sighed. “Beauty lovers can’t stop praising beauty, Hazel. This is not a concern or issue.” But Hazel had nothing to do with this matter. She was anxious only because of Daud, not her beauty. Her beauty was just the reason, not the cause or harm. “Like a different flower in the garden with the most pleasant smell.” Irene sighed dreamingly, leaning back and resting her back against the bench’s headboard.

The dark purple blended well with my skin colour and the bust size was just perfect for my overloaded bosom. Sometimes I envied Ini for her lucky body type, unlike me, she wasn't too heavy in the front and wasn't an overload behind. She had both sides in perfect form and anything she wore fitted her perfectly. As for me, I wasn't too gifted behind. They're so many of my dresses I had to give up to Ini because they looked better on her and Ini being the good friend she is, cleared half the dresses in my closet but promised to go shopping with me to fill up the blank spaces she left behind.

I become speechless looking at her innocent face. She is wearing a light blue colour full sleeve, small collar maxi dress. She is wearing a diamond necklace and earrings which I have brought for her. Her waist-length honey brown colour hairs are open. She is wearing pink colour lipstick and did some natural make up on her face. " Gorgeous," I said eyeing her from head to toe. She is looking marvellous. I am not finding enough words to describe her beauty. But the most beautiful thing on her face is her smile. She is smiling and looking very happy. I was dying to see her beautiful smile. Finally, she is a little bit happy. I will take her out often so that she always remain happy.

Amar said firmly. "I want you all to remember one thing that everything that happens to Sameer and Shalini will remain between us. Not a single thing will get to our innocent kids especially our doll Meera. She deserves all the happiness in the world, no bad thing will get to her" Radhika said sternly. "You are right Mom. We will make sure that the past will never affect our doll's present and future. She is our daughter and always will be" Anita said.