روايات وقصص ضمن You Are Way Too Beautiful

Now I would do anything to trade this for intensity. I searched my head frantically for something nice and cheesy. Something from all the romantic short stories I'd been stuffing my brain with. "Um... Just be you. Have you ever heard of the phrase: Be-You-Tiful?" "No." It was my turn to give a smile, "Great. Let's try that. Maybe that's what you've been missing. Maybe that's what he wants to see. Maybe all it takes is for you to just show him that you're quite confident in who you are."

What did I just say? "You are so beautiful." I was still thinking of a loophole. ‘Admit it!’ No! "You are so beautiful... waterfalls! Oh yes! Waterfalls are beautiful, aren't they?" She nodded again and happily stared at the view. Well, she bought my lame excuse. Whew!

"I wish you'd quit saying I'm beautiful." "Not going to happen. You are, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in person. Let's face it. Teens fantasize about movie stars and TV icons. I've fantasized about you forever. So much better than any celebrity, prettier and real. I've probably come into a dirty sock mumbling your name at least a thousand times over the years. God strike me dead, if I'm lying." "And I'm not young. I'm 26 years old."

she's so beautiful and I tell her everyday whenever I compliment her she won't believe me and its so its so that she don't see what I see but every time she ask me do I look ok? I say When I see your face there's not a thing that I would change cause your amazing just the way you are and when you smile the whole world stops and stares for a while cause your amazing just the way you are. oo her lips her lips I could kiss them all day if she let's me. and her smile her smile she hates but

“I want to know where you want me to stay beautiful.” Oh goddess help me!

He pushes himself into me by another inch and a whimper breaks out of me. I never imagined that it'd be difficult affirming that I’m beautiful, but right now, when Matteo demands that I say those words out loud, they’ve suddenly become too heavy on my tongue and I know it’s because I do not believe them. I do not believe myself beautiful nor do I find myself worthy of anything good. “I’m waiting, Mirabella.” Matteo groans. “I’m beautiful.” I affirm and Matteo pushes himself into me fully with a growl like moan. “Again, Mirabella. Louder, with more conviction. Believe it in your heart and say it out loud.”

Her love will always be beautiful to me. And her beauty owns all of me. _________ SFTC: Yours - Ella Henderson

"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."

"Say what…” "Say you're the most beautiful girl in the world.” "Caspian…” He slowed to almost nothing. "Say it or I won't let you cum” "I'm…I…I'm I'm the most beautiful girl in the world." He slammed in deep and I cried out. "Louder! I can't hear you, mama." "I'm the most beautiful girl in the world!" "Good girl." His lips found my shoulder. "Now say…my body is beautiful.” "My body is…. fuck …my body is beautiful…

He bent to my level and examined me properly. “I’m sorry, please stop crying. Tell me, what can I do for you to stop causing a scene?” I suddenly looked up at him, my crying reducing into whimpers. I studied his features, he had a manly handsomeness with a hard face and the cutest lips. “Fuck me!” I blurted out, surprised by my audacity. “What?” He raised a brow. “Please, I beg you. Or don’t you find me attractive? You don’t right? That’s why everyone hates me, it’s because I’m not beautiful,” I began a fresh round of tears.