Peerless Beauty Novels & Stories

“Remember when we went boat riding?” “Yeah. Why?” “I never had fun in a long time, and you were just gorgeous, but having a constant hard-on and you in yellow swimsuits didn’t just help my case.” “I’m still in yellow swimsuits, but with a growing belly, and soon will have stretchmarks all over my tummy, my thighs, my ass, and my boobs. Not beautiful anymore.” I let go of a shaky sigh. I paid attention to her shoulders. “You will always be beautiful even with imperfections. You will always be beautiful with the marks of your sacrifices of bearing our child. I will never disregard that.”

When Clarissa entered the beauty salon, it was not surprising that everybody turned their heads to see who came in. Everybody was in awe. It was as if a celebrity visited the salon. No. More than a celebrity but a goddess who went down from heaven to make them realize that “humans were not created equal.” That Clarissa was a special being created to make other individuals fall into despair, as she was almost perfect in every aspect. Everyone was like saying “Who is this beautiful woman?” Even the clients of that salon that time never missed making a second look just to gaze at the beauty who just arrived.

She didn't apply any make up which made her look cute in a super amazing way. "O come on please, stop looking at me that way. I know I look beautiful and I don't really like the idea of garbages like you looking at me that way". Juwairiyyah said settling down on one of the chairs in the living room. Arfaat lay out a lazy smile before saying. "Quite the opposite, you are not that beautiful Juwai. You even disgust me, and for your information I wasn't admiring your beauty, I was only looking at how silly and crazy you could be!" He replied smiling.

There’s something about her that makes my heart feel at ease. The woman smiles delightedly and lightly bounces on her heels. She is smaller than me. I think she’s about 5 feet tall based on human height. “Hey, pretty lady. Can you help me go outside? The nurses here are really strict. They want to keep me inside at all times! They keep saying that my pixie friends aren’t real.” My eyes grew wide. “Pixies are real!? I thought that they were just made up fairy tales for kids?” “They are real!” She whispers. “There’s one on your shoulder right now.”

Broken by the Billionaire Mafia Chapter Five Kessler Blackwell's Pov Sapphire orbs that could hold anyone spellbound and incite a hunger without getting enough. Lush rosy lips that didn't need the help of lipstick, if most women had that they wouldn't be in need of cosmetics. Rich deep Auburn hair with full curls that flowed dangerously from the base of her head to the waist down. Jessica Martin was perfection, she was no different from an angelic beauty. I watched how the locs bounced as she sat with her left hand placed on her thigh downing her shots. My gaze didn't waver not for a minute too afraid she might disappear if I looked elsewhere or the least distracted.

"Bella, have you been waiting long?" "I just finished changing, so it took a bit longer. I thought you would have to wait a long time," Bella said, intentionally ignoring Pearl's presence. Seeing Bella, Pearl couldn't hide her envy. Bella was also wearing a black, tight-fitting dress, but it was long with a high slit, revealing her slender and fair legs. The beautiful dress not only highlighted Bella's fair skin but also accentuated her attractive curves. Bella had light makeup, flowing long hair, and wore an expensive silver-white jewelry set, enhancing her beautiful face. The combination of dark clothing and sparkling jewelry created an elegant and impressive style.

A woman has been given an attachment to makeup and a desire to look even more beautiful. “Not praising you is like not liking God’s creation.” Irene sighed. “Beauty lovers can’t stop praising beauty, Hazel. This is not a concern or issue.” But Hazel had nothing to do with this matter. She was anxious only because of Daud, not her beauty. Her beauty was just the reason, not the cause or harm. “Like a different flower in the garden with the most pleasant smell.” Irene sighed dreamingly, leaning back and resting her back against the bench’s headboard.

"Also, get the clothes from Phoenix Manor, bring a makeup artist, and a stylist, and have the spokeswoman try on the clothes there directly. Go to room number three. The clothes there are very suitable for the jewelry exhibition. All the clothes worn tonight, give them to the spokeswoman, as a thank you for working hard." "The clothes in room number four are suitable for couples. Let the male spokesperson appear with her. The clothes in the first cabinet on the left are very suitable for the jewelry exhibition. There's a rose-colored fishtail skirt that's the grand finale, paired with this year's ‘Peerless Beauty’ set, it will definitely create a different vis

Jessica wore a black, peplum style dress, black stilettos, a chunky white pearl necklace, a white pearl bracelet, and had her strawberry blond hair up in a low bun with bangs. He smiled at her and stood up while saying, “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes? You look beautiful.” She sighed, while rolling her eyes, and said, “I hate this dress. I look terrible.” He walked from behind his desk, stood in front of her with his arms out, and said, “You look amazing.” She scoffed and said, “Ugh you always say that, but you know it's not true.” He grabbed her while saying, “Why isn’t it true, you look so beautiful.” She sighed, saying, “You’re too much Beau. You know I look hideous.” He said, “You don’

TWELVE YEARS LATER, (12 yrs) At 20 years old, Jeisin was more pretty, good looked, intelligent, confident, ambitious, charmed and smart. She had a pure fair, soft built skin as her long dark brown hair moved straight on her back. Her cute face had glowed with her beautiful big blue eyes. And she has a sweet blossom soft lips. Her beauty has became incomparable. As she strongly resemble her mother, Miss Rayal in appearance and in benevolent. Then from her father's side, Annes as she resemble him in cheerfulness and in compassion.