To Be The Beautiful You Novels & Stories

1954. “Stand up straight,” My mother breathes the words to me under her breath and her fingers reach out and pinch me where others will not notice. I no longer whimper when she does it. “Do not forget to smile.” It is not a reassurance- it is a warning. A warning to be perfect. I practice at night, pulling my lips into the wide grin she favors. I practice the pitch and tone of my voice as I dutifully extend my hand and repeat over and over ‘Hello, it is nice to meet you’ and ‘I am Rosalie Anderson, it is nice to meet you.’ I practice until I am practically blue in the face and when I sleep I no longer know who I am. If I am Rosalie Anderson, the girl who does not like her mother. The girl wh

"Yes?" "Turn around..." She was still with her back to the camera, and even if he was really grateful by the image of her beautiful legs and her round behind that it was easily seen through the light shirt, he wanted to see her face. "Thea... please?" That voice was a foul, it was gentle and soft. Thea had to close her eyes to taste it slowly before she turned around. "I want to give it to you, will you wear it?" She smiled again, "okay... when... when is the party?"

Until now. As she stood in front of him wearing a blue dress which landed on her knees with matching jewelry, she looked cute with her unruly hair framing her heart-shaped face. Like an angel. And Aidan had found his heart beating fast at the sight in front of him and had felt an inexplicable urge to draw her in his arms. Which he had done. Surprised, Kate had looked at him her cheeks a rosy hue and Aidan had never found anyone more beautiful. She had smiled shyly and asked the reason for the hug.

I’ll will come and check up on you later during lunch break. Laura jibed at the message on her phone and her face become cold. Ding! It was another message alert sound on her phone, but this time around, the text was from Frank. [Hello Beautiful, I hope you’re okay. I was just checking up on you, would you like to grab a bite during lunch time?] She took a quick glance at her phone and replied. [I am alright, thank you. No,I don’t mind.] Laura was so glad to see a text from Frank. Having lunch with him gave her a gateway pass not to see Jayden.

Becca said trying to persuade me - the girl was trying to find my weak point. Oh, Becca, have you forgotten who I am? I was not like the other girls on campus who were seduced by Mr. Malverick's charm. For me only Arga is one of the most handsome men in the world. I don't care how many men are far more handsome than Arga. in my heart will remain the name Arga, always.

Elva and i exclaimed at the same time,staring at our reflection in the mirror. My hair has been styled in curls.. dangling on my forehead..it looks so shiny and beautiful. My face has changed a little,it doesn't look like i applied any make up..it's looking more cute and bright. I looked over at Elva and almost gasped... If the most beautiful lady here should be called...it's gonna be Elva and no one else. Her face sparkled with just a simple make up..her face looks damn perfect. Her hair styled in the most beautiful way.

"I love you." ♩ ♬ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♩ It’s a beautiful life, beautiful day The day I love you to the point of madness Beautiful life, beautiful day I don’t want to lose you, beautiful my love Beautiful your heart ♩ ♬ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♩

"You are absolutely beautiful, honey. We'll make you see it. Just relax, and we'll make you feel good." Beauty bit her lip. "But what if I look silly?" "Silly? Honey, you could never look silly! You are already beautiful and if you want him to notice how truly stunning you are, you need to embrace your feminine energy. Just let us do our magic, okay?" Beauty glanced at Bruno through the mirror. He was paying attention, so she immediately looked away shyly. "Please, I want to impress him," she whispered to the women. "I know, honey, I know," Lisa whispered into her ears and chuckled.

Maybe the sadness. “Believe me, you are the most beautiful girl I ever have seen. I don’t know about other guys. But I know is that you are attractive for me. I fee relief that nobody can find the beauty inside you which I have. And now I don’t want anyone to find you beautiful. You are beautiful for me. God made you beautiful only for me. I want everyone to be blind to see your beauty. And I’m really glad that I’m the first guy who enter in your life. That’s enough for me.” Oh.

at least that's how I should feel. "You becoming pretty doesn't change the fact that you are a murderer, don't think for one second that you being beautiful will change that. You're a horrible person, don't pretend that you're happy to see me, if you were you would have hugged me the moment you saw me." I shook my head in short of words.