Womanless Beauty Pageant Stories Novels & Stories

As he was staring at the painting, someone spoke behind him. “Beautiful isn’t she? It is just a shame that she avoided joining pageants again. With a beauty as hers, she could have joined other pageants. Maybe what they said about her is true. “And what is that?” Devlin couldn’t help himself asking. The speaker said nonchalantly “That she got impregnated by one of the judges but she had the baby aborted. Who knows, sometimes rumors such as these abound when envious mamas want their children to win.”

Well officers not every wife kills her husband for money. In the beauty pageant, my performance and status were flawless and stunning, and many people frantically forwarded my beauty pageant clips on social networks. "Who is she?" "This girl will definitely be number one!" "Wow, it's so beautiful." "If she acts in a movie, I will definitely go to the movie theater to admire her beauty!" "..." I found a lot of compliments about the pageant as well as my performance online. There was nothing negative in the bunch. "Okay," Elijah said, "I'll tell you how your beauty pageant fared now."

How could they even be comfortable with sharing that much personal information about themselves just for clout? There were hundreds of posts on TikTok, I*******m, Twitter, and F******k from young ladies who had submitted their profiles and pictures, all vying for the position of queen. Catherine scrolled through some of the profiles and was amazed by the level of competition. Some of the girls had family names that were more prominent than hers, while others had striking beauty that could make anyone envious. Catherine was surprised by how easily some of the girls put themselves out there, and it made her question the integrity of the selection process. It almost seemed like a beauty pageant

"Wow! Please clap for our ultimate winner for this year's beauty contest, Miss Killian Vipers! Bianca declared with a warm smile, causing the hall to explode with cheers and claps. Killian proudly smiled as she walked from the poolside, she was respectfully guided to the stage that was heavily decorated. A huge golden chair was placed in the middle of the stage, and a beautiful young lady could be seen standing behind it. She was dressed up in a red Stony ball gown and was wearing a graceful crown on her head. She is Lilah Greene, the previous beauty queen. Killian was then led and instructed to sit on the huge golden chair. The beautiful lady elegantly moved closer to Kilian and smiled warm

This woman was undeniably beautiful! Moreover, she looked naturally elegant. The elegance did not stem from the high-end jewelry she wore but from her distinctive aura. After a brief moment of astonishment, the crowd noticed the cane in her hand. Wait… She was handicapped? "An unknown, handicapped girl is trying out for the pageant... What a joke!"

But what if I was just a girl. ...in love with a man she was never meant to keep? Before I could even finish my frappe—and definitely before I lost the last bit of my patience—the two witches I’d been waiting for finally arrived. Penelope and Addison. They looked like they were ready to fight for the Miss Universe crown themselves, but somehow, you could tell they were the ones who trained Chelsea Manalo to win it. I gave them both a look that said really? — but then I suddenly froze. Like, seriously?

And at the front of it all, two big chairs made of gold and red velvet. Thrones. Empty thrones. Good. The kings aren't here yet. Maybe I can get through this without looking at them. Maybe I can pretend everything is normal. Who am I kidding? Nothing about this is normal. "Competitors, stand in the center of the hall!" A woman with a list told us where to go. She looked bored. Like she did this every day. I counted the women around me. Fifty. Fifty women who all wanted to be Luna. Fifty women who all thought they deserved to be queen.

He says and then there's a disruption of the music playing from the loudspeaker and everyone in the dance hall stops their chatter momentarily to give their undivided attention. "Attention ladies and gentleman, can we please have the ladies for Beverly Hills Beauty pageant come to the dressing room? The ladies for Beverly Hills Beauty are Britney Mae, Michelle Lopez, Sarah Miller, James Jones, Jane Bennett." Sophie's eyes widened and Noah looked over at her to see her shocked herself. "Oh my gosh Jane, this is great! They recognize your beauty." Sophie coos hugging Jane who hugged back not expecting her name to be there. "Tiffany Green, Melinda Gonzales, and our most special addition; Sophie

It’s just that sometimes I feel like she’s the tortoise to my hare. Maybe it’s because in the pageant world, scandals are a no-no, so we’ve had to keep our relationship hush- hush. But I ask you: would anyone really be surprised? I’m surprised there hasn’t already been a sapphic snow- ball effect. I mean, here you have a bevy of beautiful women who grin and bare it backstage, treating each other to flashes of flesh and snippets of skin, and— “You still haven’t answered my question,” Taryn tells me. She lies down on her bed, beside a new pantsuit that wasn’t there a minute ago.

Isabella, on the other hand, seemed unbothered. "Me? A mistress? No, of course not," she replied lightly while giving her husband a sharp look. Elena was aware of that, but chose to remain unfazed. "I did, however, speak with a few mistresses. I listened to their stories without prejudice and, surprisingly, I learned a lot about them. So, one day, I decided to write a book about them." "Wow, that's truly interesting." She nodded as she sipped her wine. "Would you say that what they're doing is, to some extent, right?"