Remedios The Beauty Novels & Stories

52 cm scar from the eyes of this world. Putting on a blusher and contouring her features,were like a child's play for her. "Let the shoot begin"

I am not trying to compliment him, but I feel like he is being too humble. “My turn!” Marian bounces on her feet, hoping she'll be noticed. “My name’s Marian Atkinson. I specialize in creating special gazes for sleep, paralysis, and poisons. Though poisons are getting banned these days.” She mutters the last part with a grumpy tone. Meanwhile, I look at Marian in a new light. I never guessed that a small girl like her could be scary. I think that it would be in my best interest to not make her my enemy.

They said finishing each other's sentences. “We told your asses that we were fine and we are. NOW we are going to get these two trained up in weaponry and herbal medicine. If you two object you are more than welcome to go fuck yourselves.” Remmie said, giving her sweetest smile. “But you two are pregnant and have a serious condition of Diamniotic-monochorionic you two need to be on bedrest.” They whined. I was laughing so hard but quickly locked up my lips when I got a ‘SHUT THE FUCK UP’ look from Remmie, meanwhile Reign was joining in on my laughter.

Each page provided thorough information about a new product line. As she started her presentation, her voice was strong and authoritative. She announced, "This is the 'Beauty by Medicine' series, specifically created to address people battling acne scars and blemishes. The benefits will start to show within only a week." Her words lingered in the air, heavy with possibility and fresh ideas. Conrad, one of the important investors at the firm, agreed with Julia as he nodded his head. He had complete faith in Julia's skills and abilities. Besides, his sister's credentials as a healer were bolstered by the fact that she had studied under a well-known figure in the field.

“Have you seen my boss?” Natalie sipped something suspiciously wine-colored on her end. “I still vote you accidentally spill it on Rowan’s shoes. Or maybe on his entire soul.” After fifteen minutes of heat damage and identity crisis, my hair was slightly wavy and mostly alive. I threw down the straightener like it was a weapon after battle. “Done. Finished. This is the final boss version of me.” “Honestly?” Greta said, looking me up and down. “You clean up well.”

Sophia had no words to comfort Amaya and just held her tighter in the embrace. Amaya slowly disengaged from the hug and walked into the bathroom to wash her face. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and smiled sadly at the frail figure in front of her. She had noticably lost weight in the last few hours, her eyes were sunk in, her face pale, and she looked like a pretty ghost. Very fragile and pale. "You've got this Amaya. You're strong, he can't break you". she mentally encouraged herself. Letting out a smile, she arranged the red lingerie she wore, the one lady Esme had thrown at her earlier and walked out of the bathroom.

he marveled at the sight beneath the red dress. "Ma Chèrie amor!" Rayden murmured in his native language. He traced her neck and marked it with a strong suck that left a deep red mark. The intoxicating scent of vanilla and jasmine filled his senses. His hands gently caressed her bare body, teasingly making her body move slowly. Her eyes slowly opened, her hazel-colored eyes so beautiful under the thick lashes, gazing at him. "Hi, Beautiful!" Rayden greeted her with a smile on his handsome face, gently brushing her hair away from her face.

I should focus on her complete recovery first. "Beautiful scars is a company comprising numbers of dermatologists and skin experts around the country, to specialize with various skin diseases and problems, and help people who has these to improve their skin. Our company came up with a lot of healthy and dermatologically tested products and devices with the help of medicine and technology, to treat these skin diseases. " I smiled hearing my fiancee speak confidently in an interview held days ago.

Her weird sense of deja vu or call it whatever it was back. Suddenly it was her and the rich heiress in the room, it was as if her mind, a small voice was trying to tell her to remember. Only no recollections of Kimberly Cervantes came to mind no matter how hard she stared. "Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to share my sincerest gratitude for everyone who showed up today for this worthy cause. Remember by donating the little that-" She stopped and although Ruby was delusional at the moment, she could swear that Kimberly Cervantes was staring at her, a faint of recognition in her eyes before she uttered,

I stretched my arms and legs but thankfully felt no pain. No pain means nothing happened. Thank God! The place looked like someone's room and it looks--- beautiful! The wall was painted in Ash and Meron combination while the ceiling was coated with pure white. A 64' giant TV was attached to the wall and from my left side, I could see the door which I assumed was an attached bathroom. While I was checking the room, the front door of the room opened widely revealing a middle-aged woman who was walking into the room wearing a polite smile on her face.