You Are So Beautiful Yet So Unaware Of It Novels & Stories

He looked at her carefully, contemplating her seductive facial features.Then he ran his fingers over her bare back and said: "You are so beautiful, dangerously beautiful. Whoever sees you will never know how ugly you are on the inside. How will he know that beneath this beautiful face lies boundless evil, and absolute hatred. No one who sees will know, that you are just rubbish from the inside." she smiled at him. She brought her lips closer to his, then said: "Well. You know what they say? Trash only attracts trash."

I snap, and she freezes as everyone turns to me. "When you walk into a room, you captivate it. Everyone can tell you are from a high-class family. It's in the way you carry yourself. You are confident and proud. Your smile is flawless, and your eyes sparkle when you outsmart someone. Any male from any planet will be able to see that and more. Do not limit yourself by reading about what's beautiful. As you stated, Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I would not be surprised if you were snatched up in the first rounds," I declare sternly, and Jia nods as she comes to my side.

Nice answer, if I tell him I have absolutely no idea that it also came as a shock to me he will look down on me and you know. "We both know you've been ugly up until the time of your birthday, tell me what happened." He demanded. "I look at myself every single day dumbfounded at how beautiful I was but you and everyone always thought I was ugly, I don't care what y'all think of me, I'm beautiful whether ugly or now." That's a paradox right there, 'beautifully ugly' he stared at me with his mouth wide open, unable to utter a word, I gave him the perfect answer without revealing anything.

“Wait. You thought I didn’t know?” “Maybe a part of me wants you to know, to notice me, not just to yell at me.” I turned around to face her and cupped her head. “You are beautiful, Robyn, inside and out. It’s not hard not to notice you, even a blind man can see it, but I have the feeling you don’t even know it.” “I think that’s a nice pitch.” “I think that’s a nice pitch.” “I have a confession.” I watched her eyes slightly widen in curiosity.

What is there to be so nervous of? I put my hand on my face, it is something I am not aware of but… that time. I shouldn’t have done that. for I wasn’t able to see his face… looking at me as if I was a beautiful sun set on the see. Or as if I was a sky with thousands of stars… so captivating that he didn’t notice how his eyes was drawn to me. If only I notice that sooner… they I am surely not in this case… unaware of his feeling… unaware of who he really is.

He’s taking a shower like what he always do. Waiting for him to finish, I stared at myself and smiled. I am beautiful, I know. People tend to believe that beauty is an advantage, but they didn’t know that it’s also a burden sometimes. My physical and inner beauty wasn’t enough to let the people I love stay. The hell! I wouldn’t beg for it no more.

In the midst of clicking the shutter, he unintentionally mumbles, "You're beautiful." The words slip from his lips, a genuine acknowledgment of the radiant joy emanating from Kaitlyn in that simple, unguarded moment.

I said. I saw the hesitation in her eyes. “You don’t believe it?” She shook her head. “I don’t.” “Look again. You are, Julia. And not because I say so—but because you feel it.” “Feel what?” “Beautiful.” “Feel it, Julia. Beauty comes from a confident awareness that you are… beautiful.” I started to lift her hand slowly away from her body, and she let me. Her eyes stayed on her reflection. “Damn, Julia, you’re gorgeous. I could stare at you like this for a lifetime.”

“I was just afraid to be seen.” Because the wrong people will always make you feel ugly. And the right ones? They remind you you’ve been beautiful all along.

"Do you think I’m beautiful?" "Of course you are," I began, but she turned away. "What am I even saying? Look at me. That’s why he’ll never like me. I’ve tried everything—perfect breakfasts, lunches, even this ridiculous gold dress, just to impress him." "Don’t say that," I told her softly. "You’re beautiful the way you are. Makeup doesn’t create beauty; it just decorates what’s already there. It’s the inner light that shines through — the one that really matters."