Wonder Woman Aesthetic Novels & Stories

I tighten the lace and make a knot over my belly button, it gives a nice pushed-up to my barely-there-breast. I give myself one last, quick once-over in the mirror before I leave. I still have a hard time recognizing the woman in front of me. It's been a week or two since I became a wife, and I was still not used to how I look now, navy and white were never my color, it made my skin look too dull in contrast, especially with yellowish marks all over my body. I have always preferred pale blue or baby pink, too bad I have outgrown those colors now. Though it was not what made me look so alien to me. It was my eyes, my once brilliant russet brown eyes look so dull and lifeless with a trace of y

It was beautiful, honestly gorgeous in its raw figure despite the wintry weather. “We’re here.” As soon as we stepped foot inside, I could feel the different aura. It made me feel things—things I haven’t felt before. It screams an alluring fragrance, an enthralling scenery with its gold and silver and black and red. As we took a turn by the corner, a woman in her full-on white dress, like a fairy in wonderland, appeared in our sight. Her hazelnut eyes were beautiful. She’s too beautiful and stunning to be human.

I pictured him to be one of those brutal and elite Lycans that commanded a territory who wouldn’t hesitate to trample on anyone that dared him. Even as a mare portrait he commanded respect, fear and power, it was literally emitting from the lifeless picture that was strung up. He of course, with no utmost doubt was strikingly handsome, good looking. I saw where Artemis got his looks from. I had to avert my eyes from him because it seemed as though he was staring right into my soul, passing on judgement and making a list of reasons why I’m not fit for his dear perfect son. A woman in a purple robe stood motionless in her painting. She had the look of class. Her eyes bore no emotions, I imagin

When our hands touch is as if I grabbed hold of a hot wire, the electric current taking over me is both exciting and terrifying me at the same time. I mean she’s 5’7, with beautiful brown eyes with gorgeous gold flecks that made them dance with mischief. Long dark brown hair, and curves that would drive any man crazy, the most perfect set of perky and full tits I have ever seen. Pink lips that scream bite me, and a smile that would make you forget who you are. All in all, she the most perfect female specimen to ever exist, no wonder she is goddess and made by the gods. The woman is absolute perfection wrapped in a beautiful golden olive skin and strapped in a skimpy God I’m going to kill who

Hannah Morales didn't see the silhouette standing before her and bumped into them, causing the contents of their glass to spill on the other person they were talking to. At once, Hannah began apologising but her breath hitched as the silhouette before her turned with a frown on their face. Everything around Hannah faded as she look mesmerised as she took in the woman before her. The room had suddenly turned the world aflame with silver when Hannah saw her. Her Amazonian figure sat well on her wafer-thin body. She had a decanter shaped waist and her complexion had an impeccable, ochrous hue. Her pencil-thin eyebrows eased down gently to her black, beetle’s-leg eyelashes. A sculptor could not

I am invisible…I am in a vision! I study the woman. She doesn’t look like a mortal. She is beautiful with red hair and bronze skin. She is wearing a white cloth that’s wrapped around her body in a scandalous manner. Her arms are decorated with tattoos and ornaments. Her red hair is flowing free to her waist while a crown sits on her head. She seems to be a goddess. I step behind her and look at what she’s looking. My breath gets caught in my throat after what I see before me…

Then Athena felt something incredibly warm on her head, encouraging her eyes to open. A gorgeous woman stood in front of us. Her hair was a bright white with skin that seemed to be like glowing ivory. Her eyes had the most incredible golden hue to them. She was ethereal, unlike anything that I had ever seen before. If the sun was personified into a female form, this would be it.

The atmosphere was filled with excitement, and the grandeur of the event was evident in every detail, from the elegant decor to the lavish runway setup. As the guests trooped in, they were instantly captivated by the stunning images of Kaitlyn plastered around the event center. Her face adorned every poster, each shot showcasing her in various powerful yet graceful scenarios. Her beauty was breathtaking, but it wasn’t just her looks that mesmerized the crowd—it was the aura of strength and elegance she embodied in every image. The whispers and murmurs of admiration filled the room as guests commented on how perfectly she captured the essence of Modern Empress.

I checked my hair, which I am always proud of because it's the healthiest hair on earth, but it doesn't match Zena's beautiful, radiant red hair. See? Simply by looking at her hair already brought so much insecurity in me. What more do we see when we look down at her face and her body? Her brown eyes, which were glaring at Winston, spoke of a strong personality. Her face is so pretty too, like a celebrity! She has a slender, voluptuous figure that shows that she's also dominant in strength. She's like a beauty queen with an Amazonian body. She's hard to beat. It makes me wonder what she would look like in her wolf form. Will she be as beautiful and radiant in wolf form as in her humanoid one

75) POWER LEVEL: 810,000,000,000 WIELDER TYPE: Body Wielder SPECIALTY: Strength; Stamina; Durability GLOWS: Strength Boost; Rage Fuel BREATH: Body Armor; Mighty Stomp “This is why I detest members of the giant race. You people are nothing but fools.” There was a healthy mix of male and female in this group, for the speaker was yet another woman. This woman had very pale skin. Her skin was so pale one would have thought that she was on her last breath. She wore a long robe that covered her entire frame. She was very skinny, and her eyes looked dead. Yet even in such a state she was still beautiful. For she had facial features akin to that of a goddess of beauty. And her nonchalance was like a