Only The Beautiful Novels & Stories

I don't think i have said this enough, but yet again: She's beautiful. Anna banner beautiful, Adesua Etomi beautiful, Alisha böe beautiful, Grace saif beautiful, Cleopatra Ptolemy beautiful. It's like somebody took the bests parts of all of them and moulded it into a person. She is that person. That person is she. I want to meet whoever crafted her and buy him or her a chilled bottle of Maltina.

She found herself recalling a lyric from, Scars to your beautiful by Alessia cara. * There's a hope that's waiting for you in the dark You should know you're beautiful just the way you are And you don't have to change a thing The world could change its heart No scars to your beautiful We're stars and we're beautiful* So yeah... We are all beautiful and shouldn't let anyone's opinion make us doubt that fact. **** " You look dazzling. " Aiden commented when Malisa came downstairs... " Hm... Thanks. " They were about to head out of the house when the butler met them...

"The beauty of some people is visible from their face. So something from his body and his beautiful hair. So through the eyes of some. But the most important thing is that a person should have everything, only then he is called completely beautiful."The woman smiles and speaks while plucking leaves from the plants. Bella was walking along with that woman."And yes one thing no one else gets, this song is an important thing. The one who has all these things is very fortunate." After listening to Bela, the woman keeps social and says. "But those people are special, who despite not having all these things are called beautiful. I think it would be more correct to call they are lucky."

Flashback Part 3 Ella Victoria Everette's Point of View I'm getting too used to when someone was telling me that I'm so beautiful. I mean, all of us are beautiful in our own way. I don’t know but when someone tells me that I'm beautiful, it hits different. But always remember that a person's beauty depends not only on their appearance but also on their heart. In my case, I was beautiful inside and out. Well, I'm just saying that we are beautiful in our own way.

(ONE MONTH LATER) ....She makes me wanna get off the road Wish I could turn it off, let it go But she's too fucking beautiful. - "Beautiful" by Michele Morrone ***** In the heart of the woods, far from civilization, a grand, ominous mansion stood tall. The silence was broken only by the occasional cries of agony and despair echoing from deep within. Inside the lavish lounge, a man sat on an opulent chair, sipping wine while gazing at a photograph in his hand. His lips curled into a smile as he studied the image—a woman with flowing brunette hair, her nose scrunched as she held a playful puppy.

I went for a facial with my bestie, Tanya Tomlinson, at a beauty salon that went viral online recently. Just as we stepped foot in that salon, we were immediately greeted by good-looking six-foot-tall hunks. A man in a black suit who resembled a celebrity approached us. He addressed Tanya like they were old friends. "Tanya, it's been a while. Are you here for a facial or hairdo?" Tanya flicked her sexy wavy curls and smirked at the man. "I'm here for a facial. This is my best friend, Daphne Monterey. She's here for the first time. I'll entrust her to you."

she couldn't fool me even if she tried I could see that everybody was staring at me. Like Darcus had said earlier I was going to be the center of Attraction and attraction I was. "Some people over there have been murmuring about how you are one of the most beautiful women here tonight. Do you consider yourself beautiful?" Even if I did I wasn't going to explain to her how I felt because it was of no essence. "I think you are also beautiful yourself and I don't think we should pay much attention to how we look , instead we should pay more attention to how we treat others. That is the hallmark of being beautiful not really by what you can give to people." I responded immediately, cutting her o

Look, I finished this farce with just one sentence, with a keyword of beautiful. It seemed that girl inverse girl was appearance. Well, it's not my fault if she was not pretty. The only thing I cared about is how my beautiful appearance help me on resolving this farce in one go. "..." Authors Note: I'm indifferent, but that doesn't mean I don't have any other particular personality.

"You're beautiful." The word felt inadequate. She was more than beautiful—she was sunset over the Atlantic after a storm, she was the first breath of spring after a brutal winter, she was every damn thing he'd convinced himself he didn't need until she'd walked into his life and proven him spectacularly wrong.

Her inner self wishing only if he knew how he looked when he smiled maybe,just maybe he would do it more frequently. " beautiful " he whispered