Model Couple Novels & Stories

I love to eat anything Jace : haha Blue was suddenly quiet, Jace mentioned something that she was wondering about. She decided to ask him Blue: Jace what's a model Jace: it's a type of person who has a perfect body whose job is to wear and show new styles of clothes and be photographed wearing them usually for advertisement. They're always on a diet so they could maintain their body shape. Blue: sounds like what humans do Rainbow : humans? Oh no! Humans are scary. Don't talk about them

I had so many questions. “Take it easy, it took me like three weeks to figure out I could walk through walls.” He sits in front of me and starts to laugh. “I can’t believe it. One was my best mate all along.” He chuckles. Not that I asked for it, or thought I’d ever want it, but the idea of having powers and abilities could be very fun, as well as risky. “I figure that your mark relates to your power, from the news they say everyone is different. Mine looks like a circle which is half degraded. Hence, Phasing – disappearing.” I look down at the sun that now sits on my chest, “I guess we’re not going topless to the beach this summer?” I chuckle. Axel looks relieved.

Bianca's gaze shifted to the unusually full chest muscles of model number 4, and she firmly shook her head, "Can't just look at the size, it's not proportional to the whole body!" "How about number 7? Standard eight-pack abs!" Lucas patted Jenn, reminding her that there were others present, "Stop drooling, don't forget to score!" Bianca focused on the models, imagining them in a frame with Lucas. "Can they get closer to each other?"Bianca softly asked Jenn.

“Whoa, they even have male models that look like Killian. Scared the crap outta me.” Killian: "........" The room went deathly silent, the air thick and heavy. Then, Caroline, her vision blurred with booze, lifted her head and burst out laughing. She shoved aside the male model beside her, staggered over to Killian, tilted her chin up, and grinned sweetly. "It's true! They actually have a male model that looks like Third Bro! Hahaha...." She poked Killian’s face. "With a face that mean, you must not get many customers, huh?"

“I could care less about that. I care more about the fact that you put up this false persona of a shy nerd to protect all of this. You could’ve just chosen to be the normal student playing sports or something. Instead, you chose the one thing that gets you bullied.” I frowned, unsure why he was so worked up over this. “I mean, I needed something to keep me out of the spotlight and that was the perfect disguise. I’m a model who is currently making over 30,000,000 a year, I can’t just put on a wig and call it a day. I would be recognized too easily, and I wouldn’t get any privacy. If I’m a nerd with some weird nose and glasses then people won’t talk to me. It works perfectly, and I’m happy wit

Priya ordered when she saw me hesitant to involve myself. Nodding at her request, I made my way to the front just in time for the photographers’ break. While they changed their batteries, adjusted their lenses, and fixed the lighting, I focused on making sure Preciozo Jewelers’ products were displayed prominently. When my eyes finally fell on the model, my jaw dropped at the sight in front of me. He was toned, muscular, tall, and had black hair. The model was dressed in a pair of washed-out black jeans, a thin white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. Even though he was bending down to change his shoes, it was obvious that he was extremely good-looking.

Harold asked back although it was clear for all eyes to see that Jodi was pertaining to the man in the picture. "We used him as a model for 1096 and there is nothing special about it. Because the truth is, we always used an actual human as a model so that we could make our robots look very realistic." Harold answered without batting an eyelid because technically speaking, he was only stating the facts. Their team indeed made use of different character models in order to develop their own artificial human. "So are you meaning to tell me that this guy was used as a model for making 1096?"

She gritted her teeth and adjusted her movements to minimize any revealing poses, cooperating with the host's introduction to allow the audience below to take photos to their heart's content. She felt like a monkey in a zoo. "Wow, this car model has a really nice figure." "Don't be fooled. Many models have had plastic surgery. Who knows if her chest is filled with silicone?" "Even if her chest is silicone, her legs are so slim, long, and straight. I can't take my eyes off her! I have to ask for her contact information later." "Hahaha, are you here to see the cars or the car models?" Men's evaluations of women are basically unrelated to character, only focusing on their physique.

"Of course. What else would he be called?" I squinted at him, trying to read his face. But Cole's sly, shadowy demeanor gave away nothing. Unbeatable. Finally, I went for it. "Introduce me to him." Cole's grin stretched wider. "Sure. Let me tell you, this guy's a total legend. He's our top model—been killing it for two years now. No one can do what he does. Tough client? Messy shoot? He steps in and owns it every time. And, come on, you've seen him. That face, that body? Literal perfection."

I was certain I had never heard it before. “What does that mean?” I asked in a soft voice. “It means Curtis is concealing his identity.” Grace’s tone remained steady. “Why is he living in a property under someone else’s name? What is his relationship with Shawn? And where is Shawn now? These are all critical questions.” She paused for a moment. “Also, I looked into Curtis’s background. He’s a student at Oceanview University and works part-time as a male model, but he has multiple unpaid online loans with significant amounts.”