Seojun True Beauty Novels & Stories

It seems that you are dragged into this mess to do what you are doing,” Regina advised. “Beauty of any kind is at the eyes that look at it; there are many counterfeit faces in this modern age: plastic faces, surgical faces, cream faces and pancake faces. Nature endows one with supernatural beauty. The fact is that whatever way beauty is made, artificial or supernatural, it is still beauty at the eyes that look at it. If my husband accepts my abject character which you found out, you have no right to stop me from putting on anything,” Vivian emphatically declared.

Zia said as she leaned back on her chair, swinging lazily. Asriel's gaze went back to her, meeting her eye in the process, making his heart skip a bit. Zia had never stirred in him feelings before, and he had even forgotten how it felt to make love to her, but right now he felt as though he couldn't wait to have a taste of her. She was just so beautiful, confident and the sophisticated, the one he couldn't bare to let off his mind. " Pardon me Zia, but I must say, the view here is quite exceptional, and added to your beauty, I couldn't help but get lost in here," Asriel said, hoping to get a reaction from her.

It would be a close call. I looked at the mirrors and turned to praising her, for being so sexy and beautiful while making a baby. She was not the gay Madison Avenue vision of skinny beauty - too skinny to make babies - that image they had sold to Americans in commercials for beer and sports and movies and sexy cars, etc. Instead a real, all-around picture of beauty and health and fitness, a classical, timeless beauty, a Mediterranean beauty that is real, full figured with hips to bring children, an image the whole world admires. Then I wove the two thoughts together.

Sandra said, ending at exactly five seconds. “Want a skin like mine? Try LadyFlair.” Mina, the quiet one said. “Aren’t you tired of waiting for the boys to go Gaga?” Judy winked, “Join me.” She said, holding the makeup products in front of her, with a bright smile. “True beauty exists with LadyFlair. The first fifty are free.” Paris said, sweetly, and I smiled. “Try LadyFlair and throw away your regrets.” Tenor said, throwing her hands in the air.

Kevin replied, "No way! You're the prettiest woman in Dainsclef Village." He tried to lift the blanket to look at me, yet I gripped it tightly. "Please—don't look at me!" Kevin had no choice but to wrap me and the blanket together in his arms. Even when I was living with the poor Larsons, I was well taken care of, with smooth, soft skin. But how could this emaciated woman with hollow eyes staring back at me now possibly be me? "Who said you're ugly? My lovely Cindy is the prettiest woman in the world!"

She needs to live for them. When they pulled away, Daniel looked at Seojin who was holding Shawn's hand. "Hey, beautiful." He squatted down in front of her. "Hi, handsome," Seojin replied with a soft smile. Shawn was fully dumbfounded hearing her reply. Handsome? He is even handsome to her? God! The mother and daughter are going to freak me out. Daniel pinched her nose gently. "Am I handsome than him?" He pointed Shawn. Shawn clenched his jaw hearing his question and looked at Seojin. Seojin shook her head. "My Dad is the most handsome man." Shawn smiled softly hearing that.

Regina advised. “Beauty of any kind is at the eyes that look at it; there are many counterfeit faces in this modern age: plastic faces, surgical faces, cream faces and pancake faces. Nature endows one with supernatural beauty. The fact is that whatever way beauty is made, artificial or supernatural, it is still beauty at the eyes that look at it. If my husband accepts my abject character which you found out, you have no right to stop me from putting on anything,” Vivian emphatically declared.

A beautiful girl with long hair down her back hums softly in front of the mirror to adorn herself, aiming to look more beautiful than usual. She applies various types of makeup to her face, enhancing the natural beauty she was born with. The girl, named Airin, smiles as she observes the subtle Korean-style makeup on her face, further perfecting her beauty. "Perfect!" she praises herself inwardly before reaching for the sling bag on the nightstand, draping it over her shoulder, and stepping out. She is about to meet a man known through social media.

Her words were cruel and hurtful but I wouldn't let them get to me because I knew none of them were true. "Do you think Kaden will ever like you, when he has someone like me. Be realistic, you're so fat and ugly he won't even dare leave me for you." She hisses. Yes Cassandra was divinely pretty, she was the classic example of a beauty standard, with a slender body and a flawless face but all what she said about me wasn't true. I wasn't ugly, I wasn't even that fat either and even if I was that could never make me ugly. Mother always taught me that True beauty doesn't lie on the surface but in the heart.

Basil The music blares loudly in the club, the club that I own. Sweet Ecstasy. I'm sitting in a booth on the second floor, observing the moving bodies below. My eyes immediately settle upon a pair of women, only one of them ignites something in me. She's wearing a skin tight black dress that is a little too short. Long wavy dark red hair falls down her back reaching the top of her ass and what an ass she has. A full figured body, with tits that looks more than a handful, and a luscious ass that shook with each step, my favorite. I prefer women with curves, it gives me something to hold onto while I fuck them. Her friend isn't bad looking but she's not my type, too thin. I wave Andre over, my