Not Just Pretty Face Novels & Stories

He is hardly ever mentioned in newspapers for sleazy scandals, and the only thing he has going for him that sets him apart from the typical person is a little more attractive face. . . . ……

What was wrong with her? They just had a one-night stand! What did she expect after that? "No, please, Ashton. Try to remember me. I'm Shiena, Mr. Salcedo's daughter." "Leave woman. Don't try my fucking patience." "Ashton please..." Unable to contain his irritation, he immediately pressed the intercom and ordered his secretary to come in. Even though he is naked, he is proud of having this kind of body; masculine and sexy. He has nothing to be ashamed of.

He laughed, his mouth still pressed lightly against mine. I pulled back and loosened my grip on him. "Why are you laughing at me?" Callan smirked and booped my nose. "You're just surprisingly cute sometimes, especially in this area." "What do you mean, 'cute'?" I pouted. "You're beautiful, obviously. You're intelligent and independent," he said gazing at me adoringly. "And you're brave. I just thought you were more the serious type. Even that night I can't remember you being this adorable."

Smiles scoff in irritation. "Don't tell me this handsome face isn't capable of handling such a beauty like yours? You know, girls drool over my good-looking cute face" he said in praise of himself, touching his face. Smiles didn't know if he was doing it on purpose or not. Gosh! It's so annoying. He is handsome, good, and fine but he is in no way in comparison to Keane. That's too much, he is actually, in terms of looks but to her, Keane rules overall.

It was supposed to be a quick in and out. She tilts her head. “Still. Bold,” she says between bites. “And expertly done, might I say.” She jams the last bite in, jaw working like a trash compactor. “BTW …” she swallows. “Lee says real pretty girls don’t need much makeup. And you’re really pretty. Like Lee. So that’s why you get away with just these little smudges on your face.” I’ll take the compliment. Strange … but yeah, Lee has a really beautiful face. And an unorthodoxed way to lecture his sister. She sucks the juice box like her soul depends on it.

Even though I don't like doing it, but this is the only way to make him feel sorry. "No!" the short, dense and painful answer escaped his mouth before he stepped back toward the apartment entrance and left me rooted in my place. "Damn! doesn't my look less convincing? but I think my face is quite beautiful. Why isn't he tempted? oh yeah, I forgot something!" I thought. How could I forget something so important like this? a pretty face alone is not enough to melt the heart of a grown man. I have to show something more and I'm confident in this one part.

“Did I just hear you moan my name, Simone?” I look at him, eyes heavy-lidded with desire. I’d just come undone thinking about him, of course I’d say his name. “Yes, Daddy…” I murmur, biting down hard on my lower lip as I let my knees fall apart, unashamed of the glistening moisture slicking my thighs. “Or should I say Father King? Or Professor King?” I let out a low breath, tracking the dark, dangerous shift in his eyes. “I prefer Daddy though, but I’ll call you whatever gets your hands on me.” ~~~~ Simone Grayson slept with a stranger one reckless night and discovered too late that he was someone off-limits. He turned out to be her professor and was supposedly owned by God.

Furiously, She snatched Rosy's phone and fired off a reply from her account. “Sorry to disappoint, but I'm quite stunning”. Within five minutes, the reply had been screenshotted and reposted across dozens of accounts. “If you're so pretty , show us your face. Anyone can talk behind the screen!” “Same old story. The ugly ones always say they are hot. The real stunners? Always humble. We know what's up,bros.” “She thinks she is beautiful but still hiding her face? Make it make sense? Get off Tiktok!”

, his gaze scans my face. “But I can’t say I understand Aronohai’s taste…why keep one that can’t even get anyone’s dick hard?”. Even if I’m just pretending, and I’m supposed to not let it get to me, it still does. I mean yeah, I know I’m not the poster boy for pretty omegas, and I’m clearly not interested in getting his dick hard, but I don’t need to be called ugly. I’m not ugly. I’m plain!. He’s a piece of shit.

After listening to Jacob’s words, Charlie really did not know whether he should laugh or cry. He could only patiently explain to Jacob, “Dad, it’s very difficult to calculate a person’s fortune simply by looking at the photo because the face is not just about facial features and appearance, but the whole person’s three-dimensional facial image. It’s only then that we can really see what is behind a person’s face.” Jacob could not understand him, and he asked, “Isn’t the so-called face reading just to look at a person’s appearance to know of a person’s general fortune? Look at how clear this photo is! It’s the official published ID photo.”