Millie Bobby Brown Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Levi smiles and waves at me while Mina glares at me as she takes a sip from her special smoothie. Mina has medium brown hair that goes slightly past her shoulders with fringe bangs, a full face of makeup, and hazel eyes. Mina has a model body and is on the taller side. I’m sure she could be a model if she wanted to. She isn’t bad looking, but nothing about her feels natural. Without all the makeup and designer clothes, I have a feeling she would be more average than the bombshell she creates for the world.

I imagined her standing up and pushing me back onto the couch. “My turn,” Dream Mila said with a mischievous smile. She had an aura around her that made her seem strong. It made sense why I felt like she could be my equal. She was incredibly alluring. Her rich, dark skin gleamed under the light as she stood above me. Her eyes, a deep shade of brown, held undeniable power that seemed to draw people in with just a glance.

“Why don’t you try this one, Tiffie?” “Actually, that’s my choice!” Miriam quickly snatched the dress away from Tiffie. “Sorry, you better look for other colors except with blue or teal shade.” Pollyie sighed. “I guess this will be Tiffie’s perfect dress.” She presented a gray crisscross bodycon Cami dress. “This will easily charm someone.” “Definitely, it will be Bobby.” Miriam glanced at her painted nails. “Especially, they might share another hot kiss just like the last time.”

She looked like she was damn well poured into that skin-tight blue second-skin, like her whole body had been painted and sealed. Her Burgundy bob caught the strobes around, while her perfectly made up cheekbones were lit and well defined even in the low quality light. Her eyes looked wider and tempting but dangerous. I saw her hesitate just for a breath but then I saw her own it. My girl! The sway of her hips was reckless, and the smirk that pulled at her lips… God. She was killing me and she wasn’t even doing it on purpose.

For the first time in what felt like a decade, Kara felt a spark of genuine, uncomplicated joy. Sitting in front of the glowing laptop screen, she was a queen in her own right, with a limitless budget and a kingdom of choices before her. At first, her clicks were hesitant, her choices safe—a simple beige blanket, a plain set of gray pillows. The old habits of being unobtrusive and practical died hard. But then, Milo's teasing voice echoed in her memory: I wouldn't put it past him to only order it in dull colours, too.

She is a fool, isn't she? Ashton from the corner of his eyes, admiring the billionaire beauty. How sexy does she look in business attire... both of them today are wearing the same colour suits. Navy blue, a very classy colour when it comes to business suits. He wonders how will she look with any clothes?

Harriet was about to thank the person who had tactfully helped her. However, when she saw it was Millie, her expression changed instantly. Millie looked at Harriet. She was the most beautiful lady among the noble women. She was elegantly dressed and seemed to really like bodycon dresses. Harriet wore them when she bumped into her for the past few times. Her eyebrows and eyes were beautiful. Even at fifty, she remained very attractive. She snorted. "Why are you here?"

She combed her hair neatly making them fall to her shoulder, her lips with nude lipgloss, she wore a white shirt under a black suit jacket and the jacket black pants and a matching seven inch heel. Mrs. Brown already called Mrs. Valentino and Mrs. Brown who is hurriedly on her way. Mrs. Brown is also nervous because she has heard who Mrs. Valentino is and she fears how Mrs. Valentino is gonna treat her daughter. **** "Mr. Drake, about Evelyn Brown you asked me, she is the only child of your father's friend Mr. Brown and she is also 21, she is the popular ANNING model" Drake Valentino PA said. "Alright! Let's see if she is mum's puppet or a show" Drake replied.

Now I had to deal with them both. I was about to speak when Mia held out her hand in the air, shutting me up with a look of disdain. She was impeccably dressed, her perfect makeup and hair contrasting sharply with my disheveled appearance. Her eyes narrowed as she looked me up and down, a smug smile playing on her lips. Mr Brown on the other hand was wearing a black pant and black long sleeved shirt which he folded up his arm, exactly how he was dressed yesterday. Then a very stoic expression as a finishing touch. I wondered how Mia coped with his face.

Hair and makeup artists were working busily with various models. Silje’s outfit today was a black satin blouse, jeans, and masculine black boots. The boots looked vintage with zippers, rough scratches, and sparkling stones embedded in them. After she changed, her hair and makeup were worked on. The theme today was 80’s pop stars. Silje’s hair was curled to make it look fluffy. With smoky eyes, pale lips, and a subtle blush, she looked very different. Her makeup artist said to her, “It’s funny how a person looks very different just by getting a different eyebrow shape. You look like an Asian warrior. Like Mulan?”