Mysterious Beauty Novels & Stories

I guess her height is 176 cm which is 12 cm different from me, who has a height of 188 cm. She is beautiful, enchanting. A unique beauty, I called her beauty "fairy tale beauty". Is she from another country? She looks different from a common girl in this country. After a while, she finally realized that I was staring at her. That girl, Nadya, whom I didn't know her name at that time, saw me too. While I looked at her with a look full of admiration, she smiled at me. Her cheeks weren't red, maybe that's her "Candle skin" uniqueness, but I could sure that she was shy when I looked at her. And behold, even her gaze is so different; her gaze is gentle, delicate, and winning. I swear she looks li

Roman She looked so beautiful while fast asleep. Her little snores soared throughout their room and as always she had already yanked the blanket to her side of the bed. So typical of Mikaella! He wiped away the stray strands of hair from her face, tucking them behind her ear. The pinkish and purplish part of her skin on the neck made him ashamed. Hurting her was the last thing on his mind last night. The sudden urge to make her his yesterday was great.

He stood up and took five steps to meet me where I stood—frozen still. His gaze moved slowly over my body as he studied me. My fingers trembled at my sides, but I tried hard to hold it in. I couldn’t help but stare at his green eyes. They were mesmerizing. I understood why men wished to be him. He wasn’t just handsome! He was—gorgeous. Even I wished I had such shoulder length white hair. Finally, he spoke, interrupting my thoughts as he grabbed my attention. “She’ll do!” For a minute, I couldn’t understand. My parents’ faces lit up like what he said was worth rejoicing over.

She feels sad Ben can’t see how beautiful and charming she is . She is attracted to Ben already .Not the ‘love at first sight kind of thing ‘.She is attracted to his looks .Who wouldn’t .Just staring at Ben would make any normal girl drool .Is it his perfect structure ,His pointed nose,His set of white teeth ,his tiny lips ...Who wouldn’t drool and pray to get noticed by him but unfortunately he is blind and that is really hurting Lily . She just hope he regains his sight and see her ,The beautiful queen

Behind the walls of the ancient Maltos Castle, a unique scent of roses and blood coated the air. The room could be described as a black paradise, with black painted walls and thick striped curtains. A huge four-poster bed lay in the middle, the black curtain sheets stretched, wrinkled by the entangled bodies hidden beneath them. The ethereal beauty sprawled on the bed, with the arms of her lover, wrapped around her delicate body. “You smell nice,” he whispered lazily.

Zia said as she leaned back on her chair, swinging lazily. Asriel's gaze went back to her, meeting her eye in the process, making his heart skip a bit. Zia had never stirred in him feelings before, and he had even forgotten how it felt to make love to her, but right now he felt as though he couldn't wait to have a taste of her. She was just so beautiful, confident and the sophisticated, the one he couldn't bare to let off his mind. " Pardon me Zia, but I must say, the view here is quite exceptional, and added to your beauty, I couldn't help but get lost in here," Asriel said, hoping to get a reaction from her.

he marveled at the sight beneath the red dress. "Ma Chèrie amor!" Rayden murmured in his native language. He traced her neck and marked it with a strong suck that left a deep red mark. The intoxicating scent of vanilla and jasmine filled his senses. His hands gently caressed her bare body, teasingly making her body move slowly. Her eyes slowly opened, her hazel-colored eyes so beautiful under the thick lashes, gazing at him. "Hi, Beautiful!" Rayden greeted her with a smile on his handsome face, gently brushing her hair away from her face.

My hand continues lower, brushing over the center of her chest, slipping between the swell of her breasts, where the blanket rests low and tempting. She shifts slightly under my touch, her brow twitching, but she doesn't wake. Why does she have to be so fucking beautiful? If she wasn't, I wouldn't be in this situation. Wouldn't be in here, teetering on the edge of obsession. I'd be at Apex balls deep in some random woman, or better yet, in my play cave doing what I do best. Breaking people, spilling blood, ruling my kingdom in peace.

I smiled because she was naturally pretty and there was no doubt about it. She was classically beautiful, even without makeup on her face. She was a top billboard model and how great it was for me to be with her at this moment. Her long eyelashes seized such charm that it was too impossible for me not to be detained by them. There was an undeniable symmetry to her facial features that held me so captivated.

Her eyes, shimmering like pools of obsidian, sparkle with intelligence and depth, captivating all who dare to meet her gaze. With each movement, she exudes an air of confidence and grace, as if she is the embodiment of timeless beauty. Her poise, her charm, and her magnetic presence make her truly unforgettable. She is the epitome of elegance, a vision of beauty draped in black, a woman who effortlessly captivates hearts and minds alike.