Sana Beauty Novels & Stories

The type of strength required to defend yourself from an attacking predator. Her hair was cropped, and sat around her face in a halo of choppy, platinum blonde locks. And her eyes, when they were open, were impossibly blue. But my favourite feature on my little mate, was by far her rosy-pink lips. After hours of tossing and turning, Sienna had finally drifted into a deep sleep at around 2 am. The deep furrow lines around her eyes and forehead, smoothing out until she seemed completely relaxed. Her pink lips forming a small pout that begged for me to kiss her. But I resisted temptation.

Was she really Sana who was always shy and calm around him. Why didn't he notice her beauty before? Surely she was beautiful but now,she was looking different. She had amazing figure and her curves were so at right places which were always invisible under her loose salwar suits. Sana could feel his piercing gaze on her as her skin was burning underneath her wet clothes. It's first time someone was seeing her like this. She coughed to divert his eyes from her as she felt it difficult to breath. He looked away cursing under his lips for checking out his best friend like a pervert.

Samantha The next morning, in the kitchen, I am mixing up some morning shakes before I hit the gym. I have been quite consistent lately, and even though I am yet to see any viable results, I will keep going. Outside all of this chaos, I am still a millionaire, and I need to keep up my sexy appearance. April walks into the kitchen and smiles at me. “Busy morning, huh?” She gestures at the shakes that I begin to take. “Yeah, the gym needs me. I need to keep fit,t after all.”

a very pale girl exclaimed, walking toward us. “Hey!” Lyra hugged the girl tightly. “You're back.” “Yeah, daddy's tired of me again; he says my diagnosis is just acting, you know.” The girl rolled her eyes and then looked at me. “Who is this?” “Oh,” Lyra replied, “this is the new one.” “Hello,” I greeted while faking a smile; I was very good at that lately. “I am Sana.” “Ana… Anna,” I quickly corrected. Lyra and Sana shared a glance.

I placed the recorder on the nearby table with an exaggerated flourish. Sanjana stepped forward, mock-serious, and held an imaginary microphone to her lips. “Ladies and gentlemen,” she announced grandly, “welcome to the audition where the producer is bossy, the assistant is sarcastic, and the snacks are tragically missing.” She broke into hysterical laughter, clapping her hands as her braid came loose and strands of hair tumbled around her face. Her eyes squinted half-shut as she laughed, and for a heartbeat she looked utterly carefree—adorable, almost childlike, like someone who’d just been handed their favourite treat.

Sally the receptionist communicated this information to the pale beauty. She was truly stunning. I stopped breathing for a few seconds when I first saw her. Yumena had a small, square face with sharp cheekbones. Her features were a gift from the heavens. She had a beauty spot below her bottom lip which acted as a finishing touch to her flawless face.

Holding the side of her saari she came near to him. Asfand who was putting his laptop and office bag on the table turned around to the voice of Sanam. As he landed his eyes on her he then forget to take it off her. Her beauty was ravishing in her dark red saari. She made her hair arranged in a loose bun. And the red bangles in her hand were enough to cause a rupture in Asfand's heart. He was feeling it hard to control the emotions building up inside of him for her. For a good amount of time, he kept on standing still staring at her.

Is she a joker? Clara made some sound as both looked at the entrance where Clara stood there with her fisted hand. "This is Sana. She will be the top model for our show." Alex introduced Sana to Clara. "Nice to meet you." Sana gave her hand while Clara was just staring at her from head to toe. She has never envied anyone. But this girl is the epitome of beauty. She didn't even apply anything to her face but the glow is nowhere to even explain by words. A sudden jealousy passed over her face but Clara shrugged it off quickly before she lost her mind.

Lights coming on, the stray car wheezing by occasionally. I leaned on the rail and looked out, enjoying the predawn atmosphere. When was the last time I had just stopped moving so fast and taken a moment to admire my surroundings? This almost felt like a forbidden luxury. The glass door slid open behind me. I turned to see Sana making her way out to the balcony. She had gotten rid of her dress, leaving her in one of Eva’s t-shirts and shorts. Her hair fell over her shoulders in tangled waves, face bare of make up, eyes big and lovely. She looked too young now. And there was also an unusual calmness around her. All the times I had seen Sana, she was always this energetic ball of energy, a per

she says in a broken voice, her words choke. "I didn't...," Sid screams desperately. "I have never Sano. I've never used you" "Your Bella is waiting for you," she looks at him with her blood boiled eyes. "Sid," A soft girly voice echoes as Sid turns. He sees Bell smiling at him. She is looking like a fairy in a white gown. Sana's heart starts breaking into pieces again as she witnesses the way Sid stares at Bella. 2 months ago. Alarm rang. SANA'S POV