Novel & Cerita Miraculous Ladybug Lovely

I greeted as I walked towards her bed. She looked up from the opened box in front of her. "Hi" she replied and her gaze returned to the box. "What's that?" I eyed the box. It had tiny diamonds all over it. It glowed once each minute and I was marvelled at that sight. I didn't see what was in it but I knew it had to be special and magical. I tried to peer into it but Daisy shut it down. "It's nothing." She faked a smile. She placed her palm on the box and it vanished.

Esrath: “Okay.” I get up and brush my hair as I throw on my mother's Prom Dress that was a navy-blue cocktail dress that had an ombre affect to it, I threw on my black laced heels that went about my knee; I applied lipstick on my lips that were chapped but took it off to apply chap stick on them to soften them up, I then applied the plum shaded lipstick to my lips. My mother had given me her pearl set which included a pearl and Saphire bracelet and earrings that were laced with gold streaks, it also had a pearl necklace that was also laced with gold streaks in it and had real diamond shards inside of them. I then put some deodorant on and applied the Beyonce perfume that smelt like rosebuds

I didn’t even know what was going on. “I thought Riley left?” Kalil asked. So did I. I didn’t want to talk yet because he had questions that I knew I couldn’t answer. I connected my phone to the car radio and scrolled through my music. “I have a song for you.” The first notes of “Beautiful Surprise” by India Arie flowed through the truck and he went quiet as he listened. As the words registered a grin spread across his face. His smiles always made me feel better. “Thank you. I loved it,” he confessed as the final notes rang out.

A sweet voice of a female could be heard as the old lady took it and then wrap it for the female whom ordered. The female has a long light golden hair with a pair of ocean blue eyes,she was also tall and has a white skin.Her body could be called almost perfection together with her sweet voice as she notices me and makes a small wave and smiled as I just nod back to her. "Here's my payment."I hand to the old lady as she thanked me and I took the paper bag when the female grab my arm and suddenly shake my hand. 'Crap,why now and how did she notice me?'

she's so beautiful and I tell her everyday whenever I compliment her she won't believe me and its so its so that she don't see what I see but every time she ask me do I look ok? I say When I see your face there's not a thing that I would change cause your amazing just the way you are and when you smile the whole world stops and stares for a while cause your amazing just the way you are. oo her lips her lips I could kiss them all day if she let's me. and her smile her smile she hates but

With Much Love. Elvira🤍

Writing this book allowed me to delve into the intricacies of human emotions, and I’m grateful for every moment you spent with these characters. Thank you for allowing me to share this story with you. May the essence of Perfect Love lingers in your hearts long after the last word. With all my love, Clara J. Stari

Her face was bare as always but it had that mysterious glow today. Mira was blessed with a beautiful face, she was an exact replica of her mother who was considered the most beautiful lady in city T. She was of medium height and her body was perfect at the right places. A broad chest,an extremely slim waist and a fully developed hips. She was everything a man looked for in a woman. But she had adopted wearing costumes that made her look more of a clown, hiding her body shape in those baggy clothes Lucia insisted she wear to attract Caleb.

I added. She cried out, louder, “it is serious! Migaeul caught me.” She sniffed. My brows furrowed. I asked, “Who’s Miguel?" “My second boyfriend, they both broke up with me on the spot. Now I’m left with my first boyfriend, Frank… and that is so unfair,” she said. I smiled, “Oh, poor Frank…it’s okay, you can always get another boyfriend. I trust you on that,” I said as I patted her back and handed her a handkerchief from my bag.

Malcolm. “It’s complicated,” she said finally. “But I wasn’t prepared to live outside these walls.” Mrs. Malcolm was about to reply when two girls came running up, interrupting the moment. “Karen! Look at my new doll!” the little girl shouted excitedly, holding out the toy. Karen smiled—a genuine smile, relieved by the interruption. “How beautiful! What’s her name?” “Linda,” the girl replied proudly. “Linda is a perfect name.” “And mine is called Princess,” said the other girl, showing her doll too.