Novel & Cerita The Beauty Brains

Heaven. "Your higness." Her soft sultry voice beckons him, making him swallowed nervously. He push any distracting thoughts away and turn to her. Like any other time Eve would visit him, he would be blown away by how beautiful she was. Her big, shiny, icy blue doe eyes, staring at him innocently, her brown curls bounced in front of her face effortlessly and her smile that could brightens up the world was brightening up his day too. Zara holds the same effect as his dead wife but unlike Eve, she held somehow, a less innocent kind of features or persona. From her body language, she proudly present herself as a siren, seductive and far from how innocent Eve was.

Amaya woke up with a start. Opening her eyes slowly,she took in her environment. The place smelt different and looked different as well. Where was she? she wondered. Memories came rushing back in an instant and she immediately sat up,only to be hit by a terrible headache. She groaned in pain,while holding her head. The whole place seemed to swirl and everything was doubled. The headache subsided and she slowly tried to sit,but the sharp pain she felt in her middle,sent her lying down again. Everything became still,and in that moment hot tears rolled down her cheeks.

What’s more frightening than an orc with huge biceps? Intelligence. This specific orc can talk and understand human language. When it starts to grin, my skin starts to crawl. “So, pretty one, have you come here to offer yourself to me?”

Is this man not only mentally ill, but also narcissistic? Brene Brian calmly wipes her hair with a cotton towel, her body is perfect in every line, she is more beautiful than all the men she has seen on TV, a person with such looks and strength, for a reason. Why pretend to be an ugly, sick person? As if sensing her gaze, Brene Brian raised his eyes to look, Sweet Pea immediately withdrew his gaze, put down the towel and said: "Are you going to stay like that?"

Sitting in the main position, Beau listened to the branch president's reporting while frowning tightly. The only sound in the meeting room was the voice of the reporting person. Suddenly, a text message rang. Beau frowned and looked at his phone. It was a picture sent to him by Braint. He was a little surprised. Why would Braint send him a picture on his own? After all, Braint was not like dDemarion. He was originally a little autistic. Only after Eliza appearance did his autism lessen a bit. However, he still didn't like to talk, and he didn't like to use social networks to take the initiative to contact others.

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.

Now hell on the way. "The Beauty is going to face this beast. And this beast is going to claim that beauty."

Eva answered. "Oh! I'm sorry! I was just curious." The girl bowed a little while apologizing, but Eva could clearly see that the girl was insecure about her looks. "It's okay, but you know what? You are beautiful just the way you are. You don't need to meet the beauty standards which people have created nowadays. You look beautiful." The girl's eyes sparkled hearing those words. She thought that maybe, like all spoiled brats, Eva would too insult her or treat her rudely, but no, she didn't. That's when the girl realized that not everyone was the same. Respect filled her eyes for Eva.

At times, it would come immediately. Other times, she remained in darkness. She didn’t understand the anatomy of the eyes or the brain behind them. Were neurons firing, alluding to sight that wasn’t there? Was her pituitary gland acting up and the light was only chemical? Was this what yogis described during meditation? Or was her sight flickering slowly back to life? Nate groaned, rolling from his back to his side and reaching for her, so she stilled. She didn’t want to wake him or get his take on the phenomenon. If this weren’t good news, she needed to believe it truly was

Her eyes also radiated unfiltered confidence. "Mr. Nicholl, please rest assured." Her voice was sweet and had a girlish charm to it, yet her face was resolute. "I will definitely not waste the opportunity you have given to me." Fabian couldn't help but be momentarily surprised. People would often describe someone like Hannah as a "beauty without brains." It was a bias rooted in the belief that having outstanding looks alone was enough for a life of ease and privilege. Having outstanding beauty could grant people advantages and luxuries in every aspect of life.