The House Of Impossible Beauties นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Esrath: “Okay.” I get up and brush my hair as I throw on my mother's Prom Dress that was a navy-blue cocktail dress that had an ombre affect to it, I threw on my black laced heels that went about my knee; I applied lipstick on my lips that were chapped but took it off to apply chap stick on them to soften them up, I then applied the plum shaded lipstick to my lips. My mother had given me her pearl set which included a pearl and Saphire bracelet and earrings that were laced with gold streaks, it also had a pearl necklace that was also laced with gold streaks in it and had real diamond shards inside of them. I then put some deodorant on and applied the Beyonce perfume that smelt like rosebuds

Men climb ladders to adjust strings of lights, women smooth down tablecloths until there isn't a wrinkle in sight, and every time I blink, another arrangement of flowers appears in some perfect corner. Even Kathy has taken it upon herself to oversee the chaos, her voice sharp as she barks orders about where she wants her food displayed. She's demanding and flawless, like a queen ensuring her banquet is worthy of admiration. Despite the madness, I can't deny how breathtaking it looks. Everywhere I turn, there's a soft flicker of candlelight. Hundreds of them, casting golden halos across black marble and ivory silk. The flowers are endless, all arranged in sleek displays. The entire house is d

If it ever needed anyone talking to, I would in fact, give my ears up, listening to it tell me its sweet little tales, Cause I, in fact was just the perfect person to come close to any wee turmoil the weak gates had been through. My life's perfect. Admirable by all. I pushed my figure in, eyes beholding the beauty that emerged with such magnificence of a house. Simply putting it was beautiful, was utterly an understatement. A sweet-tongued person, one just good at narrations, would be the best fit in describing the details of the house mounted in front of me. Carved in ancient artistic designs, the house brewed of much power, only turning my knees weak, the closer I got.

I try to move, but I'm stuck, reminded that I'm only just an observer. A woman steps gracefully out from the surrounding shadows. The woman from all my previous, agonizing visions. Her face is no longer half-rotten or decayed. It’s entirely, exquisitely beautiful now, hauntingly so. A chilling beauty that feels fundamentally wrong, like a smooth, perfect mask stretched deliberately over something ugly and cruel.

He asked also disappointed I nodded ** BEAUTY'S POV** After dressing up,I went with jessi who suggested we go outside and look around the compound The house was a native columbian house,I love the environment and atmosphere The neighbors seem really nice Then the bathroom scene flashed in my mind "I can't believe I did all that for nothing ,whosoever cancelled the tour is mad" I said in my mind After strolling We walked back to the house The woman volunteered to prepare us lunch She came into the sitting room I was drawing designs with my tablet Jessi and her roomie kathy maybe enemies but when watching k drama or c-dramas they chat as besties

And now, hearing about Drew and Beatrice hurts me a lot. I took a deep breath and forced a smile to cover my disappointment and jealousy. Mamita looked me in the eyes, and she smiled. I looked down at my feet, and my eyes captured the beauty of my dress. . . I'm now wearing one of the beautiful creations of one of the most famous dress designers in Asia. "Have you read it, Beauty?" Irene glances at me. "Oh my God! You're so beautiful." She strode closer to me. "Wow. . ."

Nawa closed the door of the Hall of Beauty slowly, then turned to Heuras and smiled sweetly. The emaciated man who had just received a smile from one of the Seven Beauties simply nodded, while he sat on the ledge leaning against the post, his hands tightly gripping the iron rod. "You shouldn't be so nice to them," Heuras muttered in a deep voice, but it sounded so bitter to Nawa's ears. The mature woman who had a near-perfect stature walked over. She stood in front of Heuras, her hands on the ledge, her head tilted up, gazing affectionately at the cornflower blue flowers.

All I can do is to assure them that after I’m gone I will always watch them from heaven And I'll always be there for them in the afterlife. I woke up in the morning and everything is white. I walked around until I saw a way ahead of me. I ran that way and finally I stepped foot in a beautiful garden. The place is full of flowers and small trees. So many birds and butterflies are flying around the area. I saw a fountain and I walked until I reached it. The water was so clear suddenly an image appeared on it. I saw my family and my beloved woman crying in front of a grave.

This was the perfect time for him to admire the beautiful, haughty, and seductive woman without the fear of being stared at and dehumanized. This place called Heavenking was truly extraordinary. Apart from the expensive-looking and elegant architecture of the building, it was equipped with various facilities, such as sports, entertainment, arts, recreation, and tourism facilities, hotels, supermarkets, healthcare, and even a mini zoo. Shortly, this location would truly become a premier vacation destination for the upper class.