She's So Pretty Quotes Novels & Stories

I murmur. “Sloane Hartwell, you are not a stupid woman. So explain to me why it is that the stupid people in this world speak louder in your head than those of us who are intelligent and tell you what an amazing woman you are!” she growls. I smile. “Do you remember that movie that Scarlet loves, Pretty Woman?” I ask. “Yeah?” she says, frowning.

On the other side, her clothes were lined up from casuals to workwear to night-out outfits. “I love it,” I said, turning to her. “This place already feels like you.” “I still want to hang a few framed quotes on the wall, though. Like, ‘Strong girls don’t cry, they buy heels.’” We both laughed. “I’m adding that to your office wall,” I said. “Only if you add ‘Coffee first, chaos later’ to yours,” she replied, poking me gently in the side. We headed back downstairs, and I went to check the fridge.

Although she does not wear any make-ups, I swear to anyone who is seeing this with me, she is the prettiest girl I’ve seen around here. With this girl as the best example, I guess having a kind heart is the best way to beautify yourself, isn’t it?

She whispered. “Yes what?” I encouraged. “Yes, I want that.” She echoed fully and I grinned down at her. “That’s a good girl.” I hummed and watched as a blush covered her face. I glanced down her body this time, drinking in how perfect she looked right now, right here in my bed. Our bed. The fact that nobody should be referred to as ‘perfect’ most definitely doesn’t apply to Sofia, because how can somebody take a look at Sofia and not instantly think of perfection?

“Guys like me?” “Yeah! The quiet, smart ones. The ones who look like they’d actually remember your birthday and know how to treat a person right.” She gestured at me with her breadstick. “You’ve got that whole… unapproachably pretty, ‘I-have-my-life-together’ vibe. It’s very now.” The table erupted in agreement and laughter. My face heated. “Unapproachably pretty? I spend most of my time in lab and covered in panic sweat.”

"Look. Don't say it if you don't want to. It might trigger your emotions and you would faint again. I don't want you to faint again because of me. Doctor Watson won't stop blaming me." "I can't even tell if you're sincere or not," she chuckled. "Stop messing around," she added with a warm smile. Why does girls looked more pretty when they smile? And how gorgeous can they go? "Well... I---" she hesitated to speak at first, but eventually give in and continue.

“You’re pretty“ that wasn’t exactly what i wanted to say but it just came out bluntly since i had this thought inside me from the time i saw her. She is so beautiful that I lack words to describe her. She is wearing this Urbanic red dress that reaches till her knees and flawlessly moves with her every little movement. The fabric blended well with her olive skin, I think Red is her colour. “ I would say the same but then it will look like we’re on a date “ she said playfully. She already feels like fun to be around. Great. “ BTW Nice start “ she added, tossing her sleek platinum hairs to one side which came out as an adorable act of hers. “ i take that as compliment “ i said She leaned in pl

"I'll try to come and help you." She put her hand down from my shoulder and smiles in response, "That's what I wanted to hear. You're pretty, young lady but you're hiding yourself in those casual clothes. Please don't mind me. I just don't like it when beautiful women like you don't care about their skin and style. You're young so enjoy your time by wearing pretty dresses." A wave of surprise sweeps through me. She just called me pretty. I hope I didn't mishear her. The fashion guru called me pretty. Is this God's way for compensating what I faced with Samara?

And with a final touch of delicate silver jewelry, she felt ready to face the day with poise and grace. As she looked at herself in the mirror, Sophia couldn't help but smile at the reflection staring back at her. The simplicity of her outfit allowed her natural beauty to shine, emphasizing her radiant smile and sparkling eyes. She knew that her appearance was just a small part of who she was, but it still held the power to uplift her spirits and set the tone for the day.

“You’ve always been the one lads want. The one who gets noticed. I try so hard. I fall in love like a bloody idiot, and they always...always fall for someone else. And that someone… is always you!” “Do you think I asked to be pretty?!” she shouts back, her voice shaking. “Do you think this life’s all glitter and butterflies? I face challenges too, Lottie. You think it’s easy being me? Someone like you would never understand! That's why you keep acting all hurt and abused."