True Beauty Main Character Novels & Stories

“My daughter is not dead. She is alive and well.” My chest tightened. She couldn’t have spoken to Chrystal. That woman knew her daughter was no longer here, but still… I hadn’t expected her to do this, but it was all starting to make sense. True was indeed not the warmest woman in the room, but she loved her son. There was no doubt about that. “While we’re at it, Camille is no lady,” True added. “She is nothing more than a maid who has been deceiving everyone in this room. I’ve heard whispers that she comes from a long line of criminals!”

The moment Clifford heard my name, all color drained from his face. Still, he refused to face the truth. He went through the photo gallery on his phone to show Marie my photo. Unfortunately, he couldn't find a single photo of me. He ran to the living room, grabbed the photo frame he placed face down, and showed it to Marie. "Is this her?" His voice was shaking but filled with hope, fervently wishing that the deceased patient was just a woman who happened to share the same name.

Turning towards her, I try to ease her fears, “I need to get some clothes. What I need is upstairs. We will stop there, then the temple. It will be easier to explain everything if I can show you.” She nods and looks at me. I notice her eyes for the first time. They are blue and green. Blue around her pupil, then they turn green the further out they go. It is a little odd. I’ve never seen colors mix like that. We walk up the stairs. The woman says, “I’m Tru, by the way.” “What?” What’s true? Is she telling me she’s real? I can clearly see her, hear her heart beating, and smell her. I know she’s real.

Her words were cruel and hurtful but I wouldn't let them get to me because I knew none of them were true. "Do you think Kaden will ever like you, when he has someone like me. Be realistic, you're so fat and ugly he won't even dare leave me for you." She hisses. Yes Cassandra was divinely pretty, she was the classic example of a beauty standard, with a slender body and a flawless face but all what she said about me wasn't true. I wasn't ugly, I wasn't even that fat either and even if I was that could never make me ugly. Mother always taught me that True beauty doesn't lie on the surface but in the heart.

“We rebuild. We move forward.” His hand covered mine on the table. “With you by my side?” I met his gaze, steady and sure. “Always.” He lifted our hands, pressing a kiss against my knuckles.“Then let’s start.”And just like that— The future belonged to us. The End of a War, The Beginning of Something Greater Cassandra had spent her life building power through deception. I had spent mine proving that the truth, no matter how difficult, was always stronger. And in the end—The truth had won.

It was a known fact that Melody Shaw, the school belle, only dated people for three months. Yet, she went out with me for nine months. Everyone said that it was proof that I was her true love. However, a viral post in the forums said that her true love, Mike Clint, had returned and that she would ditch me for him soon enough. I thought it was a joke and wanted to show it to her, but she turned to her side and pulled away from me, pretending to be asleep. I thought she was upset that a girl gave me her number, but I needed her contact information for my report. So, I pulled her into my embrace like nothing was out of the ordinary. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were sealed shut. My h

Darien's expression remained completely calm and sincere. “It's okay to accept the truth, Silver,” he said gently. “You think because you're curvy or soft that it makes you unattractive? Being different isn't a flaw. You have the most striking pair of eyes, a button nose, soft lips, and the clearest skin. If that isn't beauty, then I don't know what is.” His voice softened even further. “The truth doesn't change just because you grew up believing lies. I could look at you all day and never grow tired of it.” A faint, reluctant smile tugged at the corner of my lips. “You're quite the poet, aren't you?”

Sean thought it's very important for him to make Sandra where exactly she stands in this situation. "I have admired Sam for a very long time. I have failed to understand why he likes Christine so much. She is not a great beauty. Sometimes, She would not even care to apply makeup while going out.Her fashion sense is also not great. Sam is such a great person. How would he like a plain looking girl? Does he actually like her or it's just infatuation?" Sandra was still puzzled.

“You only think that because you haven’t heard of my reputation. After a day or two in Mystic Rune pack, you will know the truth. All I wanted was to shout and scream and scream, but I pushed myself to say, “The truth women tell other women is not the same truth they tell men.” His smile grew. “There can be only one truth. All else is falsity.” I managed to sputter out, “Exactly.” He smiled, but his hold on my face and arm tightened. A second later, I realized why when someone’s hands touched my burns, the anguish rendering the world brilliant white, just Tristan’s grip keeping me standing as I howled and screamed in pain.