The Beauty Brains Novels & Stories

Just then, a video started playing on the screen. Barbara's voice sounded from the speakers. "I don't like how Summer looks. She doesn't deserve to be prettier than me. That's why I lied to her and got her to come to my beauty clinic for a simple whitening procedure. She didn't know that this was a hospital for plastic surgery. She's just weak. Why do you have to close my hospital?" The video kept playing as Barbara's face went white. Barbara's salon had been accused of medical malpractice before.

His breath tickled my neck, a sardonic smile played on his lips. I remained silent. And that predatory smile played on his lips. "Fortunately, you're an asset." He looked at me. "Remember these eyes at the event?" Our eyes met, and the way his eyes pierced into my soul, caused flashes of that man's eyes to play in my mind. How could I possibly forget? "You...you were..." Lost for words, I could only stare in shock. "That's right sweetheart." He said, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. "Assets don't disobey. A smart asset," he continued, his voice dropping to a low growl, "knows her place."

The entire room would emit an aura of wealth and luxury if it weren't for the pile of clothes that spoils its aesthetic appeal. However, what caught Ciara's attention was a seemingly ordinary-looking mirror hanging next to the desk. Standing at a distance, Ciara could see the faint outline of herself reflected inside it. The shadow slowly transformed into a strange woman, who waved her hand to signal for Ciara to come closer. Usually, Ciara's curiosity was not very strong, but now there was something urging her to approach it. Ciara seemed to lose control, her eyes slowly losing focus. She was like a puppet being manipulated as she took slow steps towards the mirror. Just as her hand was abo

"Listen up, class! Mr. Zane Atlantis here is going to be your new teacher. He is a professor, and I hope you will be able to lean from him." "Oh, he can teach me all night!" A girl suddenly yelled and Mrs. James rolled her eyes. She looked like she had been expecting the reaction, as the rest of the girls giggled, a few just staring at him like they were watching prey. Alpha Zane said nothing and the woman spoke up again. "Detention, Bonnie. Now for the rest of you, I would like you to behave. You do not want to give Zane the impression that all of you are some kind of starved little girls now, will you?"

Her name was literally on goggles because of her most outstanding beauty. Brianna Zachary is every woman's inspiration and every man's dream woman. She stared at them all with a small smile on her pretty face. Some men couldn't help but think of having her to themselves. Hi guys please Brianna isn't on G****e as the most beautiful woman. Enjoy the book.

Ben chuckled “What the ...Am very beautiful mind you “ “But not as beautiful as my Rissa “ “Yeah I guess ......”Lily confessed . “But am really beautiful ....blonde hair ,kissable lips ...,blue eyes all ,pointed ...” “Yeah ..,Blah blah blah! ,That enough “Ben said “Seriously ,I feel like smacking you right now “ “What holding you ?,Miss scary face” Lily tightened her grip on the wheel .”One more word from you ,and am gonna get us into an accident “

She's a calculated bitch in designer heels. Her lips are full, courtesy of vials and vials of filler. Cheekbones so sharp they could cut glass, fake breasts that defy gravity, and a BBL that makes her silhouette scream artificial. How the hell I ever thought this woman was attractive is beyond me. Now, I can't stand the sight of her. My tastes have changed. Evolved and refined. I want something real. And that's Beatrice. She's real body, mind, and soul. No plastic mask behind a pretty face, no ulterior motive or angle. She's not here for my name and what that could give her, and that makes her more irresistible than any polished facade like Moris could ever be.

Ms Clarissa, one of Bricktown's finest designers complimented with a bright smile. She is a black queen in her early fifties but everyone said she lied to us about her age. She thirty. Cause when I say a black queen, shii our women don't age. Forever Beautiful as fuck. "Thank you, girl." She chuckled. "Girl?" I turned to her and shrugged. "You can't deceive me with that age. As far as I know, you're my age" I said, making her laugh as I turned back to the mirror. "You silly child, you left Bricktown but Bricktown didn't leave your ass."