Jade Beauty Novels & Stories

“Gentlemen, please gawk at the beauty of my work!” I looked at Jade first, unable to keep myself from doing it even if I tried. She was dressed perfectly for the occasion, even though— to my chagrin— her shirt didn’t show her mark, which I didn’t realize I’d care about this much. Her hair was pulled back into a ribbon in big, soft, gentle curls that cascaded down her back. Her makeup made her look somehow even more beautiful; she looked like an angel standing before me. My pants were already getting tighter, and she was fully clothed, she had no idea what awaited her when we returned to our room later tonight.

There was a tension hovering around the writhing bodies, coiled and taut. As I reached the balcony’s ledge, I saw why. Jade moved through the crowd with ease, her pale skin bright beneath the flashing orbed lights. Her hair was in it’s usual style, a blunt bob that hovered a few inches above her shoulders. The gown she wore was emerald, embroidered with golden scales that gave her the effect of a serpent.

Jade said again, I didn't answer again and just frown they know that if I don't answer they can't force me to. Jade has beautiful sophisticated features her pointed nose compliments her blue eyes, everyone says even she said to herself that she has luscious lips that a agree off. Kenzo is a bad boy type of a lesbian her undercut hair perfectly fits her 5 earrings on her left ear, pointed nose, and simple gray eyes that making her more dangerous and mysterious. "I don't see the point in arguing guys stop it" Gp calmly said, I nodded.

Since my stay here, I heard her name a few good too many times while the guys were talking. I hear the rumble of bikes and I turn, but the hill blocks my view of the other side. Kaleb howls his lungs out and I put my food down to get him from his rocking chair, but Jade gets him. She was the one who came back with Beggar 2 weeks back. She has a beautiful tattoo that she shows off on her back, of a fallen angel sitting with a broken wing. She’s shorter than me, but not by much. She played a game of Jenga with me the one night while we binged watched, Discovery of Witches.

Her energy radiated outward, and the crowd stilled, their fear tempered by her sheer power. Naila thrashed within me, but the High Priestess raised her hand. A web of light spread out, wrapping around me like chains and pinning me to the floor. "Jade is not possessed," she said, her voice clear. "This is simply a lack of control. An extraordinary gift like hers requires time to master. Nothing more." She approached me, her steps measured. "Be at ease, child," she said, her tone softening. The chains raised one of my hands, and she slipped something onto my finger.

She would never know the appropriate way to respond to comments about her beauty. “My name is Jade. Nice to finally meet you Racheal.” The beautiful woman said stretching her hands out, Racheal shook her hand. She had a feeling they would be friends. “You don't need much to stand out.” Jade said, dropping her purse on the dresser, beneath the vanity mirror. “I'll be back.” She said and disappeared into the shop. She returned with two dresses. “If you want everyone to flock around you, this is the dress.” She said, raising a light blue dress. “If you want them to be in awe and keep their distance”, she raised a darker shade of blue.

"Oh my God, you're stunning. Where's the resemblance to a concubine? You're more regal than a queen." In the mirror, Jade was wearing a long blue dress, her makeup bold and colorful. The makeup artist had originally intended to give her a tacky look, but due to her good looks, the makeup made her look affluent and graceful instead.

And she encouraged it. That was because she was angry and bitter and didn't have focus. Now she has all the joy in the world. Mason and Liam. She has every reason to live a worthy life. She has all the money and power and influence so nothing will take this beautiful life she has built for herself. No one. Not even this goddamn empire. Jade stepped out in a beige three piece suit and her hair in a slick gel to the back. “Mrs. Stone.” Denzel nodded as he walked down the stairs with her.

Jada blushed and turned her head, smiling at his compliments. Jada definitely looked the part of an executive wearing a purple tweed Christalini jacket and skirt sporting Swarovski pearl buttons and fringed décor. She had her hair coifed in a beautiful updo, and she wore one carat square diamond earrings. Her shoes were Sergio Rossi Godiva Beige pumps that made her beautiful legs even lovelier. Brayden did not miss that effect at all. He was definitely a “leg man” when it came to Jada’s legs.

She even impressed the young Greyson, who was initially dismayed about her loss of memory of the past. Now at nineteen, she stood with her shoulders arched up as she took large, confident strides while entering the king's court. Her long dark hair, with a tinge of red, marked her uniqueness. As she passed the other officials in the court, a few junior officials let out a gasp upon noticing her unsurpassed beauty. Jade possessed large round eyes, resembling that of her late mother. While they added to her attractive features, they lacked emotion. Jade never knew what love was, not that she needed it.