Pretty Woman Novels & Stories

It seemed like they were out of place in the bland coffee shop, they almost jumped out at you with their beauty. The woman’s skin was so soft and flawless as it stretched across her elegant face. Her big brown eyes were perfectly proportionate to her small nose and full lips. Her small body was as evenly sculpted as her face. The muscles showed even when she wasn’t flexing them and her skin tight shirt showcased her flat stomach as her dark blue jeans complimented her tight rear end.

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 She’s beautiful. No, I’m sorry, beautiful doesn’t even cover it. This woman is the most stunning female I have ever come across. Dark skin that practically glows under the sunlight, smooth and rich like the earth itself. Her black hair falls in waves, catching the light like silk, and every inch of her body tells a story. She’s curvy, with just enough softness to make me want to reach out and hold her, and there's a confidence in the way she carries herself that makes my chest tighten.

And just like that a blurry voice and an image that she assumed that was part of her memory appeared in her mind. 'A woman's worth is more than a man could never work for. A woman is a powerful person who gives light. A woman has been given a womb and a man's part and yet she can give life. A woman has been given a house and yet she made it a home that is full of warmth. A woman is someone who was given a simple thing but can give back precious treasures. A woman has never been worthless. Always remember you are a woman. And you are worth it"

But if this would keep my family from being ruined, I would endure it. “I want to pity you, but three things won’t let me,” said a younger woman, her voice dripping with disdain. She was tall and curvy, with the kind of presence that could easily be mistaken for a model. Despite her harsh words, I couldn’t help but notice her beauty, and I let out a small, sad smile. The fact that I could still see good in people while being humiliated was almost laughable.

Two leather sofas, a coffee table, and one lonely magazine that looks old enough to vote. I sit. Immediately stand. Then sit again. My knee starts bouncing. I force it to stop. GIRLLL ACT LIKE YOU BELONG HERE. Footsteps echo down the corridor. A woman appears. Mid-twenties, dark-skinned and elegant. Perfect posture, makeup, and probably... life. She looks like the kind of woman who sends emails that change people's futures. I watch her without meaning. This is the kind of job I always want for myself. Ughhhh! She’s practically a better version of me.

Then the pretty lady smiled at Louis. “Welcome, Prince Louis.” “Get me the room.” “Yes, My Prince. Let me take you there.” She took us both upstairs. “It is honor to us, because prince choose our hotel.” “Hn.” “Does this girl have a special relationship with you?” the woman asked, glancing at me. I can tell by the look on her face it’s obvious that she doesn’t like me. What an amazingly beautiful face. I’m sure she could easily make a lot of crazy man fall in love with her.

He was amazed at what he saw. A woman in a white mini skirt, pink sleeveless top with collar, with three buttons removed on the front. The end of her dress was knotted, exposing her white belly and navel. The woman's complexion was like porcelain and her pink cheeks matched her beautiful face and pink top. There was a little sweat on the woman's face dripping onto her chest, so her scent came out even more like a mixture of milk and flowers. Her intense scent almost covered a row of shops. She looked like a naked angel covered in pink roses when she descended from heaven. She is Catrina Saint. "Wow... She's so sexy and beautiful." Jin thought. Catrina chuckled releasing her dimple and said,

So she nodded her head. "I see the world's most perfect woman I have ever met. She is beautiful in her own right. She doesn't need the help any makeup to look breathtakingly beautiful. Her body is so perfect, she doesn't have to wear any fancy clothes to highlight her body. She is so innocent and untouched, she is the most perfect woman I met. She talks less, but I like to listen to every single word she speaks. She works hard to earn her living, that I am so proud of her. Despite being from a prestigious family, she never uses her family name for any favors. I might earn millions in a day, but I never feel happiness looking at those millions. The moment I look at her sweet smile, that's whe

Niko walked around as he wondered if they could actually get something worth buying here. As they walked through the rows following the woman, several heads turned their way. Niko was tall and attractive while Reyna was astonishingly beautiful. She was the kind of beauty that you wondered why you were seeing her just walking around. The kind that should be in a a magazine cover. Despite her simple dress, she looked just as elegant.

“Did I just hear you moan my name, Simone?” I look at him, eyes heavy-lidded with desire. I’d just come undone thinking about him, of course I’d say his name. “Yes, Daddy…” I murmur, biting down hard on my lower lip as I let my knees fall apart, unashamed of the glistening moisture slicking my thighs. “Or should I say Father King? Or Professor King?” I let out a low breath, tracking the dark, dangerous shift in his eyes. “I prefer Daddy though, but I’ll call you whatever gets your hands on me.” ~~~~ Simone Grayson slept with a stranger one reckless night and discovered too late that he was someone off-limits. He turned out to be her professor and was supposedly owned by God.