She's So Pretty Quotes Novels & Stories

she quietly quips. “Well, there is something to be said about me not destroying this spectacular visual you make.” “I feel quite elegant,” she concurs. “Not a strand out of place, and I’m praying it stays that way. Oh, Nick!” she suddenly gasps and gazes up at me. “One hair out of place and you must tell me—immediately!!” I grin down at her and earnestly say, “You are picture perfect.” “That’s because several someones have painstakingly seen to that, and I don’t want anything to mar their effort. Really, everyone’s been extraordinary.”

I shook my head and went to sit across Audrey. She was laughing at the quotes on the wall. “These are hilarious,” she said, reading one aloud: ‘I don’t need you to brag about me, I just don’t want you to deny me in front of people. – FART!’ Her laughter burst out, filling the café. I just stared, completely captivated. Every laugh, every sparkle in her eyes, it was contagious. “Here’s another one!” she giggled. ‘What a life! Eggs every single day… eggs, eggs, eggs… Do you know who said that?’ Her eyes gleamed mischievously.

Edward said honestly. Angel raised an eyebrow. “You do realize I’m not wearing makeup right now, don’t you?” “So? That doesn’t change anything. You’re beautiful no matter what you’re wearing. It might be a lame compliment since you’re holding a title designating you as one of the most beautiful women in the state of California but that doesn’t make it any less true.” She shook her head. “No. The fact that you’re saying it to me after seeing my bedhead this morning makes it more valid than when it comes from anyone else.”

she said happily. I was speechless as she was still standing there with nothing on but her rainbow slippers and a blush. "Well?" she finally asked. "Do you think I'm pretty?" "Oh my God, Dahlia! "You are so far beyond pretty, I'm not sure that there is a word for it!" I replied without ever looking away from her beautiful nude body. "You are damn near perfect!"

"That's not a compliment. You might as well just tell me I’m fat and ugly and I’ll never get a man" “I’m sorry,” I said. “I'm just a little distracted. You look amazing in every single one of them." “I know I do, but I need you to say it from time to time,” she said, snapping her fingers like a diva. Hype me up and make me feel like I’m the shit. That’s why I asked you to come here with me, and not so you’ll sit in a corner and mope all day long.”

“Did you ask me something?” She looked menacingly from the magazine she was still holding in front of her. A wave of total irritation, but also helplessness flooded him. ‘She is so pretty! Actually, no. She isn’t pretty.’ He thought. ‘She is wonderful!’ Wonderful, yes she is wonderful, but... a total empty ‘cinder block’.

, she asked. Dr Sam stilled. “You are the prettiest woman in my eyes. Stop feeling inferior. Exterior beauty and youth extinguish with age but a person’s talent, personality, achievements, and inner goodness remain forever making the person shine in every stage of life and on whichever platform he or she chooses. You are a diamond, Ma Cherie! ”, he said lovingly planting tender kisses on her earlobe and trailing down his tongue to her neck making her shiver in pleasure. “Diamond in the rough stage!”, Sarah persisted.

"Ahem, so I called to remind you about coming over to our rehearsal ground. I need you to start filling me up on gists about your new mate and all the experience you have been having with her." At his words, the clear image of Precious popped through my mind; beautiful, flawless and stunning. Those are the words I'd use to describe her. She's the flower blooming in my heart and the petals of love falling around it makes my heart warm up. She's the exact definition of light in a dark tunnel and that light, I will cherish with all my heart. I nodded, even though I knew he could not see me. "Alright, I will. And don't forget to gist of all your adventures with your sluts or concubines as you wo

She looks so beautiful I couldnt stop admiring her She looks so stunning Words cant just describe her Hello; she said when we got to where I was I didn’t even know she has gotten to where I was I just keep admiring her Why do you keep staring at me? She asked suddenly Ohh my God, she really caught me staring at her I feel so shy to reply her What should I say?? . . . To be continued

“Yes. Option A: can be something sentimental. Option B: hot. Option C: something pretty valuable. I blink at her. “Here I was thinking that’s all we’ve been doing all day. And what do you mean by valuable?” She grins like a villain. “I think when he sees you in a very beautiful, very very beautiful outfit he might have a heart attack.” “…You’re insane.” “And here I was thinking I was being helpful,” she shoots back. Fair point. We stop in front of a watch store, and she gestures dramatically like she’s unveiling a masterpiece. “Boom. Classic. Rich man gift.”