Not Just Pretty Face Novels & Stories

I'd be more forgiving of a controlling parent than that. I looked in the mirror and looked at myself right away. I'm supposed to be lovely, but not because I'm Omega. Why? Is it forbidden for Omegas to be beautiful or handsome? We don't have much except our beautiful faces, so why would they say we don't deserve to be called pretty or attractive? There is no such thing as an unattractive face in the world. Yes, an unpleasant attitude exists, but ugly faces? I grinned as I stroked my cheek. They won't tell us if an Omega is beautiful or our beauty is a waste of time. Who are they to make such a statement?

It was the beast’s most primitive, wild, and untamed nature and the terrifying strength that no man could conquer. I couldn’t help keeping my gaze on his face. This evil beast looked less annoying and scary only when he was asleep. From a human perspective, I had to admit that this beast did have beautiful features and a distinctively handsome face, even though he exuded a warning message of “I am not a good man.” It was indeed an irresistibly handsome face. He would be the most appealing man on our campus. Even in the entertainment industry full of charming men and women, this gorgeous face would still be the best.

‘Yes that’s the number one, the big boobs, the butt oh man, the waist. Eric: ‘Second, the pretty face,’ I said. ‘But of course beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.’ Kevin: ‘So, is Jane pretty?’ Eric: ‘Hmmmm,’ I said. ‘I think so.’ Kevin: ‘Don’t be choosy,’ he said. ‘You are not that handsome anyway.’ Eric: ‘Shit!’ I said. ‘Okay, third, mother image, these are the sweet girls who know how to take care of a man, and of course, cook.’

They're not rogues, they are wild wolves, and no one knows where they live. I stretched my arms over my head. My heart feels relieved. I'm so glad Nora isn't home, and I'll never see her in my life. I'm sluggish to see her face; she always shows sadness. I rubbed the cream on my face. I have to maintain the beauty and health of my face. I am a perfect woman admired by many women and men. Not only face, but I also have to maintain my weight. Apart from beauty, the body is also the most important part of me and something that I am proud of.

Why on earth did he come back all of a sudden? Bellamy walked up to Stella and stood between her and Frederick. He lowered his eyes and said in a disgusted tone, ''Your eyes are too big, the nose is obviously fake, the mouth is too small and it could barely hold a banana. Your skin is too pale, which means that you're not healthy. Your face looks as if it'll bring calamity to the country and people. How is that considered beautiful?" Bring calamity to the country and the people? Didn't it mean that she was beautiful?

Doctor Frank welcomed the couple and their son. "Good morning Mr. Badmus", he exchanged a handshake with him. "Good morning doc! How is the work going?" Mr. Badmus returned the greetings. "My work, I'm always busy, I give glory to the creator." Madam, you look radiant this morning, he poked fun at madam Florence. "Doc you can say that again", she blushed with her response. Her husband did not have time to compliment her on dressing, to him makeup is a waste of time. Whenever someone compliments Madam Florence, she always feels the movement of butterflies in her stomach.

I'm going to practice dancing at ten o'clock, and I want to sleep in the cage. Anna Garcia also shook her head wildly. 'As a self-styled gold medal broker in the entertainment industry, I have become immune to beauty.' Let's not say that most male stars in the entertainment industry have a good face. Just saying that Mr. Wharton's perfectly modeled face is enough to make her immune to other handsome guys. 'Look at the handsome boy you are not willing to? It's better to be a nun. ' Trisha Sylvie hates the spit of iron and steel, but when she turns around, she smiles and freezes on her face.

She wasn’t wearing a heavy makeup, just eye shadow, a mascara and light pink lip gloss. She smiled and waved gently to the people who screamed louder, she had often asked Sean that she wasn’t a model but why do people idolize her and he had answered that she might not be a model but she was Face of Brand, something a lot of models would love to be and the fact also that she was his girlfriend added to her publicity.

BUT THERE WAS no arrogance in his voice or on his face, it seemed like he just stated a fact. But she was seeing nothing on him that would tell her that he was a powerful or a very influential individual. Yes, he was handsome. Yes, he was strong physically. But a pretty face and strong arms didn’t equate to societal influence. He was dressed casually: his blue polo shirt which showed his seemingly nice-to-touch and nice-to-feel biceps, wasn’t even an expensive brand, and it was partnered with pair of ordinary looking denim jeans. He had no jewelry on him except for his watch, which didn’t look expensive either. He didn’t have a ring, wedding or whatever. And she didn’t know why but it gave h

"Pretty girl, your voice is pretty too. Why are you wearing a face veil? Take it off and show me your face?" The Beauty in White chuckled. "My voice is pretty, but not my figure?" "It's pretty too! So pretty, even Scarlett Johansson can't compare to you!" Rowan praised like a pandering dog. "Your face must be even prettier. Can you show me?" The Beauty in White's gaze was gleeful as she looked at Rowan. "You're behaving like a dog now! You want a look? Sure. But I'll let you know first that there's a price to it. I want a finger from you!"