Jade Beauty Novels & Stories

Unexpectedly, the first sight she saw was a man-like glass, with a face made of jade, beautiful and flawless, lifelike but like an illusion, with black hair as soft as silk, draped over his snow-white clothes, highlighting the depth of his personality. What a pity for such a beautiful woman's face, why give it to a man by mistake? "You're finally awake." The person saw her open her eyes and smiled, making her unable to hold back her fascination with his beauty. Every time Belleza smiles, the corners of her lips curl up like that, forming a very polite smile. And when this person smiles, the light appears deep in his eyes, looking more tender and warm, making others more passionate.

She applied light make-up on her face but put on a dark, red lipstick. She looked simple but alluring. “Montgomery might be in a mood tonight, if I may say.” Turning around, she saw Damon leaning on the doorway, with his hands in his pockets and looking at her intently. “Including myself, too,” he added as he pulled something from his pocket and walked inside her room. He opened the small box he has and showed her a pair of 9.07 carat Royal Blue cushion shape Sapphire earrings with each gem surrounded by marquise and pear shape diamonds set in white gold. “This belongs to my mom.”

"Billina, a very important guest from Russia is coming and I want you to receive him tonight," Jules said choosing a ring for herself, in front of her were many delicate yet gorgeous diamond jewels. On the opposite sofa chair was sitting the billionaire beauty, busy on her iPad. "Are you even listening?" Jules asked in a loud voice. "Of course, grams. I have heard it..." Billina spoke in a boring tone. "Just go and get ready. The stylists and makeup artists are waiting for you upstairs," Jules mentioned looking at her wrinkled hands.

Jada was disrobing as well, creating a parallel image of exposure and agreement. Before long, both women stood completely undressed. Kenya experienced a profound sense of being revealed, her skin tingling beneath the combined observation of the others. Jada appeared even more exquisite without clothing, showcasing toned muscles alongside gentle curves. She moved nearer, her distinctive fragrance of jasmine and sandalwood enveloping Kenya’s senses. “You are truly beautiful,” Jada said in a low, throaty voice.

Her fingers wrapped tightly around the stem of the cocktail Jade shoved into her hand like it was the only thing keeping her from falling apart. Her hair was perfectly styled. Her makeup was soft and flawless, glowing under the club lights. Her lips were painted a bold, expensive red. She looked put together. She looked beautiful, even. But inside, she was a complete wreck. Her heart sat inside her chest like something bruised and dying, and no amount of powder, lipstick, or expensive lighting could cover that kind of damage. Jade crouched in front of her. “Listen to me carefully. You are not going home to cry yourself sick over that fool.”

she asked, brushing hair from my face. I nodded, dazed and drunk on her. “Yes.” “Good.” Her voice dropped. “Because I need you too.” Jade pulled off her shirt in one swift motion, revealing breasts that made my mouth go dry. She wasn’t wearing a bra. She undid her shorts next and let them fall, standing in nothing but black lace panties, wet with her own arousal. “Lie back,” she whispered. I did. When she was completely naked, she crawled over me slowly, one knee on each side of my head. My breath hitched.

Rage and envy. Especially when she was a stunner. A she-wolf to be proud of. Like a fucking beauty queen. Curves in all the right places. A seriously amazing personality too. How is it that Jordan has fate bless him like that, yet I get lumbered with his fucking sister? Something seemed to be wrong somewhere, it truly did.

If given some thought, Fiona was always dressed in simple clothes that still looked elegant on her. When Justin's dad finally introduced her to him, he could see how perfect she looked. He noticed that she had put on minimal makeup, showing her natural features. It is really rare for a girl to use less makeup. Whenever she laughs, her eyes twinkle brightly. For unknown reasons, it makes his heart beat faster. She had the most beautiful smile that he had ever seen. Reminiscing about that day still brings a smile to Justin's face.

She was almost too cute with her shoulder-length brown hair, tiny nose and hazel eyes. Leading her to one of the guest rooms on the first floor, I tried to make conversation to loosen her up. “So Hazel, beautiful name by the way. Really suits you.” She blushed with a murmur of thanks. “How old are you?” “Going to turn twenty-four next month, ma—Jade.” “Wow, you look so much younger. With your baby face and all. Was pegging you at twenty.” We reached the room and I dropped onto the edge of the bed, watching her as she took in everything with a look of awe.

“It’s not every day you see someone who owns a green imperial jadeite because it’s one of the rarest gemstones in the world. And that’s what you are—my own one-of-a-kind Jadeite, my precious gemstone—and there’s only one of you for me in this world. Only one Jade, rare and second to known. You could be broken in so many ways, and you’ll still be the most precious gem in my sight.” She blinks, her lips trembling, and I watch her try to find back her tears. “There are so many people who claim to be nobles; there’s always an Arya everywhere you turn. You don’t just turn and happen to come across a Jadeite anywhere and everywhere. You are rare, Jade. You are precious, my broken gem that’s still