Jazmin Bean Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Katy: "Ren, your latest collection, 'Celestial Symphony,' is truly remarkable. Can you tell us about the inspiration behind it?" Ren: "Thank you, Katy. The inspiration for 'Celestial Symphony' comes from a very personal place. Haze has been my closest friend, especially after the loss of my beloved one. She carries a presence that reminds me my beloved one, and this collection is a tribute to their shared spirit and the love they both embodied." Katy: "That's incredibly touching. Haze, as Ren's dear friend and the muse behind this collection, how does it feel to know that your friendship have played such a significant role in inspiring these designs?"

The jeans were the star of the outfit, though, loud in a soft way, like they were saying, yeah, I’m different—and that’s the point. Bianca regarded Jamie’s outfit with interest as she reclined comfortably. Suddenly aware of Bianca’s perusal, Jamie looked up, grinned, and went back to her playlist. Her jeans weren’t just clothes—they were a mood, a throwback, a DIY daydream that said she didn’t want to blend in. And in a sea of basic skinny jeans, she didn’t. She’s got her Mumma’s beauty, her Pappa’s spunk, thought Bianca in wonder as she shut her eyes and drifted off to sleep with a sigh.

Bryan smirked. My fist clenched around the stem of my wine glass, tightening so much that the delicate glass felt fragile in my grip. I tried to look in Jazz's direction, and my jaw pulsed with tension as she glided into the ballroom. Her lithe figure was clad in a sleek gown that hugged her curves like liquid, adorned with shimmering crystals. Her hair was elegantly styled, showcasing her swanlike neck and smooth shoulders. Dark eyes. Creamy skin. Pink lips.

He hated looking vulnerable. My heart ached, and a frown plastered over my face. I moved closer, wrapping my hand over his tucked arm in his pocket, and laid my head over his shoulder, the serene music continuing our conversation. “This is my third plate, oh my, this is so delicious!” Jasmine spoke while making her way toward us and immediately filled up her plate, careful enough with her green mermaid dress, it was exquisite with a long see-through sleeve and a straight shoulder style, and with that, it looked beautiful. Her hairstyle completing her look.

With deliberate movements, he commenced the process of unbuttoning and unzipping Jasmine’s jeans, all the while leaving her exposed breasts on display. As the fabric of Jasmine’s jeans gave way to Aiden’s advances, he slipped his right thumb beneath the delicate fabric of her panties, skillfully locating and stimulating her clitoris. Entranced by the mesmerizing motions of Jasmine’s body and her unmistakable response to his touch, Aiden found himself captivated. The sounds of pleasure escaping Jasmine lips further fueled his desire. Her unabashed openness, unwavering confidence, and unyielding sensuality were precisely what Aiden had yearned for.

"She's a woman. A feminine name, so it suits her." Ariel was the one that spoke next. "At least you know the name and thank you but we already know that it suits her. So steer clear and there are some warnings we don't give twice. "Yeah, I'm aware you already know about her," Arturo stated but stopped talking. He tossed some of the nuts on the table inside his mouth and then continued. "Jasmines are always hot. Like Jasmine oil, they are always sleek, inviting to touch, and very, very, very lickable…"

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

She looked really good. "Babe, it suits you so well", I gushed. I got my hair washed and dyed a midnight blue that the blue tint would only be visible in bright light. Once the hair was dyed i got a Brazilian blow dry to temporarily straighten it. Afterwards we got lunch and then went to American Swiss, I had bought her a bracelet that said "We rise by lifting one another" a quote by Robert Ingersoll. It also had my initials, ZLM and a heart engraved on it. I had asked them to do it when we were at the Sorbet. I wanted to give her a little gift to remind her of me. She cried when I gave it to her and then we parted ways.

Jessica wore a black, peplum style dress, black stilettos, a chunky white pearl necklace, a white pearl bracelet, and had her strawberry blond hair up in a low bun with bangs. He smiled at her and stood up while saying, “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes? You look beautiful.” She sighed, while rolling her eyes, and said, “I hate this dress. I look terrible.” He walked from behind his desk, stood in front of her with his arms out, and said, “You look amazing.” She scoffed and said, “Ugh you always say that, but you know it's not true.” He grabbed her while saying, “Why isn’t it true, you look so beautiful.” She sighed, saying, “You’re too much Beau. You know I look hideous.” He said, “You don’

Zoey raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "What, you think I should continue to let others use my sketches as their's?" Ariana pursed her lips, and she naturally understood Zoey's words. It seems that this scoundrel is not going to create artwork for her anymore. Some people couldn't help but laugh after hearing it. Design Director Jayleen Neal chuckled, "Ms. Harmon has only been at Born Beauty for a month and it seems she hasn't produced a decent sketch yet, right? The words she just said seem a bit arrogant!" Zoey looked at Ariana and said, "Ariana, did I sound arrogant when I said this?"