Sailor Venus Pfp Novels & Stories

Venus quickly replied him instead. I just pray that the goddess give me a mate that l will not reject since she took so long to give me one. Ron voiced back not looking at anyone his eyes on the phone in his hands. The four of us chatted for a while. Later the boys were called and it was just me and Venus. I took a shower and changed into a navy blue off shoulder dress that Venus choose for me. She did light make up on my face. Gorgeous as ever. Venus praised me after her final touch. Well it was your magic hands that did the work. So thanks lot. I responded to her. With make ups, Venus isnot a joking person. She knows what she is doing. If l was her, l would have studied cosmetology.

Her deep black hair and dark caramel skin made her look very exotic, though I couldn’t place where she might be from. “Thank you, what’s your name?” “My apologies, I am Venus, my Goddess” she said and bowed with her hand over her heart. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Venus”. The next woman through the door was just as intimidating as Elaine. Tall, large and with very serious dark eyes. “My Goddess, I am Cleo. I offer you my loyalty, my servitude, and my life when you require it” she said firmly, her voice was rough and held a wildness to it.

She was so light that he could forget he was holding her. He was still standing there holding her. Was he crazy for wanting this moment to last forever? This was Venus Chambers. The girl with pale hair, paler skin and red lips. Venus from Jersey. Venus the step sister. The know-it-all with the high IQ. He hated her, but he didn't. Looking at Venus then, her eyes closed, the bags under her eyes were a crystalline of purples and blues—his hand itched to take them away, to paint them. The pallor of her skin was a canvas for the blue veins underneath to shine. Her lips were red...too red. Jules adjusted her in his arms and brought his thumb to her mouth, the second it made contact her eyes flutt

Paralyzed, he falls to the ground drooling from his mouth which spills between the cracks of the floor. Salavanta gets up from the old, ragged bed and stretches her naked body with the gun still in hand. The way she is built is that of a goddess covered in ink like a black and white canvas masterly painted to resemble the portrait of divinity, rage, and absolution. Her back is a full ink carving itched within her skin. The image of such depicts a silhouette of a reaper but instead of bones and a skull, the shadow embraces a trunk from a squid with dark looming eyes. The tentacles from the sea creature wrap around a rotting, wooden scythe. Down at the base of the ink and along her ridged lowe

Snow went behind her making her take a step back, noticing she almost gave me a heart attack. “Sorry, let me start from the beginning. Hi I’m Venus, Venus Rose it is so nice to meet you roomie.” She sang taking her hand out to shake, in a bright smile. Her wavy glorious hair bounced up and down from her shoulder and her freckles pursed up naturally. “Nice to meet you Venus, I’m Lavender.” I said in a warm smile.

"Just yesterday you told me about your girlfriend, and today you are getting married. Send my jet back to South Korea. I am going to pack." " i -I am getting goosebumps. Is he serious ." " I want to meet sister-in-law." "Me too" "Me three" They were busy in conversation while Rean gave a look to Venus and walked away. Venus awakdly stood there for half an hour before speaking. " Hello all the sir, this is Venus, I am really sorry, but sir walked away half an hour ago. Should I end the call, or you want to continue with the conversation"

She is surrounded by twigs, leaves, and flowers. "No, we didn't do any. She had free will to decide on her own. Moon spirit gave her," Konan said. "Her spirit will become weaker and weaker. She will lose in the power of love. Let's watch if she changes her mind," Moon spirit said. They call her Venus. She is the most powerful spirit among them all. Her appearance is just like a normal person, or animal. She wears a white dress and a moon tiara. "Watch? And you're not doing anything? What are you here for?" Mountain spirit asked in vexation.

"I don't want to imagine why they call him that. Can we skip that one?" "Okay. That one with the tattoo sleeve. You see him?" "Yeah," I said, clocking him immediately. Big build, large biceps, skin that glowed under the red light. Serena took a slow sip of her tequila sunrise. "That's Apollo. My personal favourite." My eyes stayed on him. Most of the women in the room seemed to agree, judging by how much money was landing at his feet. "Any particular reason?" "Let's just say he has his way with women. If you know what I mean."