Peter Pan Aesthetic Novels & Stories

“But actually, you are right ! Even though Ethan doesn't lack anything, I don't know why he always shops from middle range designers and boutiques… so I prefer to buy things according to his preference only.” “Yes! You are right! Now I understand why you agreed on this boutique, it is the same reason why you agree to wear everything he buys for you–” “Of course Peter! After all, he always brings everything with so much consideration and care, how can I deny it–” “True! True; but remember if you don't like anything here, we can really go to your favorite boutiques. In fact I remember you denying that designer…what was his name again…” Peter places his hand on his forehead, but while he is try

he looked so mysterious yet so handsome that Amelia find her eyes glued on his body. She watched as he walked over. Peter moved aside to let him pass and he stood in front of her. She was looking at him so intensely that she did not realize her neck was almost bending backward. Axel was also looking at her with a scorching gaze. Just a little makeup and she was already so dazzling. He felt like hiding her away so that other people don’t get a chance to admire her beauty. “May I?” Axel stretched his slim hand towards Amelia with a smile. Amelia lowered her head and looked at the hand that was stretched towards her. He had long fingers and his nails were neatly trimmed. She has never known tha

"What do you men by pack" "Sorry I mean, uh town" she says but I don't really buy it. Peter moves forward and it's weird how much he looks like me, same dark hair, and same nose same lips it's just that these features are harder and more masculine on him. He looks me up and down and turns his nose. “That’s strange you don’t smell like a stray” Peter says. I look at him incredulously. “Excuse me!” “Peter that’s enough” Aunt Vivian says. As she rushes towards me and turns me around.

I stepped forth covering some distance between us. “Hmmm…” I cleared my throat and stomped my foot. Peter stared at me from the corner of his eye and I glared at him. He smiled and darted his gaze towards the portrait. “I’m glad you love this piece, Raina. But, I really don’t like it. You could pose so I can redo the sketching.” Fuck! He was trying his manipulative skills again trying to make Raina stay with him. “No, Peter. This piece is beautiful but …” she trailed off her words and turned back, surprise etched in her as our gaze got honed.

And I blow her a kiss. "She is eccentric.” Peter commented. "And she's crazy about you”. "I know”. "You're a real character, Peter." I commented, really surprised by your posture. "I'm sincere”. "So…” "She doesn't stand a chance with me, too bad”. "Why's that? She's beautiful”. "She's eccentric”. "I don't know exactly what you mean…” "Simpler people attract my attention more.” "Ah... I get it". I said, finishing the last spoonful of my candy.

Tall and not so built, his navy blue tuxedo complimented his eyes, which were glittering. It was the first time I'd ever been attracted to a man who wasn't Jaden. After Peter gave his orders and left, he turned to me and once again asked, "What is your problem?" look. Peter is someone who'll rather use facial expressions than words, especially with me. "Don't blame me, boo, I must appreciate good-looking men." "Maybe if you go down to Jaden's office, you'll get to see this guy and many more like him."

People who don't know for sure will consider the rope to be some rich kid, not a painter with many famous works. A man like this would be liked by any woman. At that moment, a woman walked over to sit on the armrest of the chair, and her hand like claws wanted to touch Peter's body. Seeing a girl in skimpy clothes sitting next to him, he touched her shoulder and gently pushed her: "Baby, hurry over there to entertain them." Since having a one-night stand with the other woman, Peter finds all other women very ugly and unappealing. Looking at Roman, a major as disgusted with the other woman as he was, Peter teased: "Oh my god, finally a little girl like me can meet the majestic Major Roman."

What a coincidence? Her mouth hangs open in surprise; she was unable to will her eyes to blink. He was like one of those white sculptures in Paris, chiselled in total and amazing perfection. "I think someone likes my boxers," Peter said in a teasing tone between charming smiles. She shook her head in a child-like manner "No, it's more about what is lying beneath!" "Who thought you would be this nasty?" he said striking a post like those male models on the cover of a pure pleasure magazine - with one hand at the back of his head while the other slowing drawing down the boxers from one angle.

Attracted by the stunning beauty, he only regained his senses after a long time. “There’s such a beautiful girl in this world,” Peter exclaimed. The girl in the photo was Angeline Severe, and her beauty was different from Rose Loyle’s. She was so beautiful that it was above the common populace’s. In the photo, her eyes were crinkled into a carefree smile. At one glance, she was a child who was loved by thousands. Rose was beautiful, but her beauty was mixed with tolerable kindness. She was so beautiful that it hurt people.

died. "Get the lady a glass of water, Peter. She looks thirsty" He said. I finally glanced at the Man. He was— beautiful, with perfectly gelled hair and beautiful grey eyes. He looked everything a man was supposed to be. A beautiful criminal. TBC