Selena With Short Hair Novels & Stories

"But my competitors, they're all incredibly beautiful and talented, Keith." "Selena, why do you look down on yourself? They might be pretty, but you're far more beautiful." Selena's cheeks flushed at what I said. For a brief moment, she looked away, as if trying to hide it from me. Well, I'm just speaking the truth; Selena has grown into a stunning woman. With flawless porcelain skin and silky light brown hair, a heart-shaped face, and large green eyes she has a doll-like appearance. Selena also has a charm that will catch the attention of casting directors and I'm sure they will hire her right away.

Selena. She wasn’t dressed for a polite visit—or any visit, for that matter. Her silk robe clung precariously to her shoulders, slipping just enough to expose the curve of her collarbone and the soft swell of her breasts. The fabric skimmed her thighs, leaving her legs bare and impossibly long. Her dark hair cascaded over one shoulder, framing her sharp features. Dylan’s jaw tightened, his gaze flickering over her before settling on her face. “Selena,” he said evenly, though the tension in his body betrayed him.

“Leave it, sis. We'll talk later. Selena is coming to pick me up. Love you.” “I love you too.” She laughs. “Goodbye.” I look at the clock. Selena must be arriving shortly. Soon, the roar of the Lamborghini’s engine is parked in front of me and the doors are unlocked. I get in the car, and my mouth drops open. Selena is wearing a short black dress with lace and bright stitches. The long sleeves are all lacy, giving it a delicate and sexy look at the same time. What catches my attention mostly is her scarlet mouth. This is the first time I’ve seen her with red lipstick, which is way too sexy.

she whispered in her ear. Rosella smiled and responded, "love you too, baby bug." "Hey hey, we are here as well." Selena pouted, earning chuckles from the two girls. Detaching herself from the hug, Mary said, "love you all, my pretty girls." Selena and Linda were both equally pretty too. They had met Mary and Rosella when they were in grade third. Instantly the girls had clicked with each other. Since then they all were inseparable. Selena had her curly hair dyed in a beautiful maroon color which complimented her dark skin color. Her model like figure had attracted many males attention.

Karina has been standing in front of the mirror for 30 minutes with clothes that she thinks do not represent her figure well. Normally, Karina only travels with office attire consisting of long pants and also short-sleeved shirts or blouses. This time, Karina looks different with a mini dress borrowed from Selena. A few moments ago, precisely before Selena left with Zayn, Selena lent a beautiful mini dress that would have looked great if it wasn't Karina wearing it. However, after she put it on, Karina actually felt strange.

“Soup at six. He promised no wine.” “Promises mean nothing here,” Selena said. Rosa’s mouth curved. “They mean something when he makes them to you.” Selena changed into soft black, simple lines, sleeves to the wrist. Strong, not soft. She tied her hair back and left the chain bare. She stood at the mirror and looked at her own eyes until her heart slowed. She whispered to the old doll on her pillow, “Don’t watch.” Then she left.

in the silent living room, and the floor lamp lit up, outlining the furnishings in the room, and a slender figure standing on the stairs Rufus looked up and his dark eyes were suddenly stunned. Selena was wearing a red short-sleeved shirt and a white plaid bow tie. Her long black hair was curled and tied into cute double ponytails. She was wearing a black skirt that reached above her knees. She wore a pair of white socks that revealed her white knees and black flat leather shoes. She looked young to begin with, and now in short skirt and with twin ponytails, she looked even more childish, like a middle school student. Rufus's breathing tightened, and his dark eyes gradually deepened.

She stood up and started walking out with him following behind. At the bottom of the stairs stood a really beautiful woman Selena had not seen before. She was wearing a long red silk robe and had a wine glass in her left hand. Her blond hair was cascading in waves down her back. There was just a graceful way she moved and it had Selena staring at her in aww. How was it possible to be that beautiful?

My eyes are glued to Selena. Although she is dressed up casually today for the travelling, different from usual days, she still looks breathtaking. Her hair is tied in a loose, messy bun with soft strands framing her face. Dressed up in a simple white top and rugged jeans with a headband, she looks so fucking beautiful that I want to eat her up right now. She’s glowing with excitement and the smile isn’t leaving her face. It’s heartwarming, really, to see her so happy over something as simple as a trip. She finds joy in the smallest things, and that thing about her is something I admire deeply.

grabbing my school bag, phone and wallet I walked out of my room making sure that all the lights were turned off before shutting the door and walking out into the lounge room. Looking at my watch I noticed I was a couple minutes early so I listened to music to pass the time until Selena came out. When Selena came out she had managed to tame her hair so it wasn't all over the place and only wore mascara and pink lip gloss. She was wearing a pale pink t-shirt, lacy white skirt, white Converse and she has a pink cardigan over her shoulders.