Phoebe Dynevor Feet Novels & Stories

The night had fallen over the city of Grand Midea. Dark clouds filled the skies and rain threatened to fall. “Ahh!!” I left out a frustrated groan as I continued to pace to the party in my high silhouettes. I could barely keep my balance, and I threatened to fall a couple of times already. “Are you okay?” that's when I realized I was walking next to Phoebe. My best friend since... forever actually. She walked elegantly taking massive strides with her heels as though she was born to wear them.

“I’ll give you my very best puppy dog eyes if you say no. I know how much you hate it and I’ll try to make sure the one I give you this time around traumatizes you for life” I glanced at Phoebe again. Took her in. She was twenty-one, three years younger than Jeremy and me, and she managed to and she managed to appear both younger and older than her years. It was the way she carried herself, she’s so full of life like she has seen all parts of it, the good, the bad and the ugly and is choosing to embrace it and love it until it all the ugly parts become beautiful. In key terms she’s a fantasy fighter, the world thrives because there are ugly parts and probably she will learn that the hard way

However, the day before we were supposed to leave, she suddenly changed her mind and insisted on bringing her best friend, Phoebe Norton, along. I had only met Phoebe twice, but she left quite a strong impression. She was the complete opposite of Shanine: bold and outgoing. In the summer, she would wear those thin tank tops that showed off her full curves, the kind of sight that could easily get a man excited. Phoebe also loved wearing stockings, especially black ones. Every time I saw her, it was a different pair. Honestly, women in seductive stockings were exactly my type. Shanine could never satisfy that preference, but Phoebe happened to be exactly what I liked.

“Can you be low, please?” The sound of that door opening caught their attention. The two of them spun around to look at the door. Phoebe was storming into the room with two shows in her hand, and she was pissed. "Luna's, can you believe Alexa took the shoe I bought for you?” Phoebe demanded. “Now she wants you to wear this trash." Phoebe threw the shoes that she was holding into the trash can. “It's already too late; I can't find another shoe; the engagement is starting soon.” Her gaze turned to Ashford. “Why are you here?”

‘Crap! Why he kept whispering in my ear?!’ Phoebe's feel uncomfortable. What is he doing behind her back? This man is ridiculous. After make sure where are those men had gone and disappeared from her sight, she twisted her heels and immediately kicked the shin of the man behind her using her black stilettos with fiery red soles on her long, sexy legs.

He had full brown hair and a pair of sharp green eyes that checked out Kate’s bosom as his father had done earlier. Phoebe eventually came to greet Kate and Tony. She looked glamorous in a ruched taffeta burnt orange dress that matched her red hair. Her diamond jewelry sparkled against her flawless porcelain skin. “Wow, you look stunning,” she told Kate warmly. “It’s so good to see you again.” “Thank you, Phoebe. I’m sorry I didn’t get in touch with you after that day you came to the house,” said Kate. “I forgot to take your number.”

Her feet were clad in a black stiletto with minimal height for comfort, styled her hair in a messy yet cute bun and dapped a light red lipstick, exuding understated elegance. She looked herself in the mirror and smiled, with confidence boosted,she grabbed her bag and headed out. New beginnings awaited. Meanwhile at the Cafe, Phoebe's eyes narrowed. "Who's this new man you're secretly seeing?" she asked Mildred. Mildred's demeanor remained casual. "Just someone new, mother." Phoebe's brow raised. "I shouldn't know him?" Mildred's smile hinted at secrets. "We're getting to know each other." Phoebe's gaze turned calculating.

Alex tore off the gauze on Phoebe’s foot. “Okay.” He narrowed his eyes slightly. Before, he hadn’t been paying attention. Now that he could see clearly under the light, he found that Phoebe’s calves were delicate and white. They should have been waxed before, as it was smooth and clear. Her leg’s shape was also very nice, and the main thing here was her very beautiful jade-like foot. Even the arches were lovely, the toes slightly upturned, showing a perfect S-shape.