Remedios The Beauty Novels & Stories

He also remembered that they were strictly here for business. At the sight of Dustin Himbolake, Remi grabs the remote and throws it at the TV, breaking it instantly. “Remi, not again…” Britney starts to say but Remi gets up from her bed and stands before the girls and the “girls”, with a look of sheer determination on her face. “Ladies, I’ve decided there’s something we need to do. We need to destroy Dustin Himbolake,” Remi declares and all the girls agree. “Okay, which voodoo ritual are we doing this time? Personally, I think the one where you can give them really bad acne is fabulous,” Mariah removes her sunglasses, suddenly looking amused.

Among them, a girl in a red riding outfit caught my eye. Her helmet hid her long hair. She held the reins with one hand, and her slender legs firmly gripped the horse's sides. Her boots gleamed coldly, and she radiated confidence and grace. Turning to the side, she reached down to pick up a lucky charm. At that moment, her hair flew with the wind. She had to be flexible. That was my first thought when I saw Amelie. Not even the blooming trees at the racetrack could rival her beauty that day.

Two very familiar faces. And at the sight of them my heart rate picked up. Morgan and Bailey West. Morgan looked beautiful as always. She had always taken care of her appearance and had done so since her teens. But Bailey… well… she looked different. Not her usual self. In truth, she was never ugly, but she never made the most of what she had. Yes, when she came back from university her image had changed a little, like she was trying too hard. Straightening her curls, her glasses gone, and experimenting with various fashion styles. But today, she looked stunning. Classy even. In a simple, form-fitting maroon dress with a scooped neck, with a hem line finishing just above her knees. Showing o

The president wasn't left behind, he gobbled up the entire contents of his glance as he stared at the goddess before them. A sense of familiarity had hit him, but he couldn't place a finger on where he had seen her. Zia swayed her hips seductively in her body tight mermaid dress that exposed her beautiful curves in all the right places. A smile plastered on her face as she acknowledged the politicians who raised their glass at her. She picked up a glass of wine as her eyes swept around the room seeking her prey. The moment she spotted him, their eyes met. Zia couldn't help but reveal her most seductive smile she had mastered for as long as she lived.

Then he turned to look at the woman sitting opposite him who was engrossed in her world treating him like he was not present. .He bet that she didn't recognize him at all. Being the CEO of Brown co-op,he was on business news and sometimes entertainment news. Everywhere he passed, people would recognize him at first glance but it seemed this woman here didn't. Her face was pure and very beautiful. She looked like a lotus growing in the pond, despite the mud,it came out very pure. He found himself dazed Just looking at her as she concentrated on her work. For some strange reasons,he felt pulled to her. David had to admit that her beauty was unparalleled. She could outsmart even the top model i

I watch as she removes her makeup and I wonder why this is important. I am distracted by her motions as she gradually reveals her natural beauty, and I am enraptured by her. Then she turns around and tucks her fringe to the side revealing her entire face to me. She is absolutely beautiful, her pale skin is blemish free, despite her heavy use of foundation, and she has signs of sleep deprivation around her eyes. At first that is all I can see which is concerning to me, but then the light catches something and I realise the truth.

"ZouMing come here, Master Mo is calling you." Regaining her senses, ZouMi rushed towards MasterMo's room, on the way she hissed in pain. 'Oh! Muscle cramps, another sh*t to deal with. I really need a painkiller and a better sleep.' With this thought, ZouMi entered into the room. The room was spacious and simple. On the wall there were medals hanging and certificates, of course of Master Mo's victory. A desk in the middle, where Master Mo was on his seat.

She let out a scream of ecstasy as I moved to her other br**st and repeated the motion. The beast was in no mood for drawn out foreplay today, he wanted his sweet release, and fast. I stood from the bed and removed my pants and shirt, before kneeling between Harriet’s legs. She moaned when I rubbed the head of my pe**s against her ready and waiting folds. I pushed in hard, entering her all the way. Her eyes rolled back and her back arched at the sensation it gave her. I began pumping, hard and fast, as my beast roared in satisfaction.

He taught me to directly face my shortcomings—to accept that part of myself. And after being with him, my health improved and the symptoms eased, reducing the need for medication. We definitely started out with lust, but fate always turned out to be a curious thing.