Real Beautiful You Novels & Stories

I said, already thinking about it. "It's going to be real," Bella said. "And real is better than perfect." Looking at my fiancée, my daughter, and soon my family, I knew she was right. Real was the best thing ever. And this was as real as it gets.

I said, voice low. “Should I congratulate your husband…” A small smirk stretched on my lips. “…or start asking why none of this feels real?”

Elena curled beside Adrian on the couch while sunset drifted softly across the ocean outside. Then suddenly she whispered: “You know what today felt like?” “What?” “Real.” God. Not secret. Not hypothetical. Real family. Real future. Adrian rested one arm around her gently. “You know what I realized?” “What?” “I’ve never seen you this happy before.” God. The honesty inside his voice physically settled into her chest. Because yes. Not nervous happiness. Not fragile happiness. Whole happiness. Elena looked toward the sunset quietly. “You know what’s beautiful?” “What?”

Matching weapons, matching jewelry, matching everything. "I always thought it was just a political joke," I said. "What if I told you I'm serious this time?" Damon stopped dancing, his gaze fixed on me. Suddenly, magical fireworks exploded in the night sky. The blood-red light washed over his face, making his features even more handsome. "This time?" I arched a brow. "I've always been serious," his voice was low and sincere. "From the moment I saw you at fifteen, I knew. You were meant to be mine."

Now, he walked back in with them and saw Cecilia slumped on the couch, completely deflated. "The truth's out," I said, spreading my hands lightly. "What you do next is your family's matter." I turned to leave, but Charlie quickly called out to me. "Harps, is it too late for me to win you back? I swear I know my terrible mistakes now." The night when I heard the recording, Charlie reached out to me. He laid everything out with full transparency, as if trying to rebuild trust from scratch, only to realize I had been ahead of the curve.

José: “I want you to want me baby, I don’t want you to want to do it with me because it is the only time you think you can have me. I promised you I was going to get you out of here so please promise to me that you will be truthful to me.” Esrath: “I promise, I do want you right here and right now but it's because I don’t think there is a way out of here...I don’t want to lose you but I also want to give you all of me before you have to leave me, I want you to have all of me...”

Then, I continue to observe the reflection. "I-She had a beauty that made those Disney Princesses look as paper-thin as they are, she is organic, authentic. I couldn't tell how old this woman is... It's like age couldn't caress this kind of charm. It's there, and you can see it. I just hope she was happy... Glowing inside." I could feel my throat tightens as I find it hard to speak my last words. My mother did not say a word, and I can still feel her gaze on me. So, I place the mirror beside my pillow.

Suddenly, I heard my mother’s voice in my head… Mum: Dioxidane my son, please don’t do this… I know you’ve never known any woman… I know you are still a virgin… Please don’t start your life like this… Remember all I told you before you went for service… In my mind, ‘mumsy, iffa hear… E be like say you no know me again o… Me wey don spoil tay tay…’ Suddenly my phone began to ring and the knocking continued. I checked the caller and realized it was MA. I didn’t bother picking the call, I just went straight to the door, opened it. She walked in and I shut the door… Jeez!! 😮 I was stunned!! You know what they say that if you want to see the real beauty of a woman, you take her swimming? Well, I

“The real you.” Her expression turned to absolute shock, “You do? I mean, I’m so different from you. I never thought you’d actually like me. Maybe tolerate me some day, but not like me.” “This is you. This is a genuine you. Not the fake you that tried so hard to fit in and I could tell was being fake as fuck. I have a knack for that, you know. Telling when people are being fake.” She turned away, almost embarrassed. She walked up and touched the flag on her door. She almost looked sad. “I don’t have to hide any more. I really can be me.”

We have another joker card! "HAHAHHA That's funny, but that's not the answer. It's called Reali-TEA. Because accepting reality is so hard! Like, when your crush doesn't like you back or when you found a dollar but it's already torn in two! HAHAHAHA Like, reality check! HAHAHA!" And there she is, I am so done with this girl! "Dude, you shouldn't have encouraged her. We're done for," Cryx whispered and I nodded vigorously. "That's right, it's best to keep her quiet. She becomes crazy when she gets started," I added and shook my head.