Your Beauty Never Scared Me Novels & Stories

I swooped in and grabbed him by the shirt. “Start talking!” I said as I shook him. He raised his hands in the air, his eyes wide with fear. “Hey, I'm sorry!” He yelled. I rolled my eyes and dropped him because he looked genuinely scared. “What the hell? I'm not going to hit you. Don't make me look like a villain.” I said with a scoff. He smiled nervously. “I know that. But you're scary when you're mad.” He said. I glared at him and poked him in the forehead with my finger.

“I said I’d never hurt you. I meant it.” She squirms in her seat. “Not that kind of scare.” So I make her heart race and her female parts tingle, huh? And she’s never felt that before? Sawyer must be a literal wet noodle in the sack, but that isn’t my issue. Getting her to see a future without the Boy Scout is. I drag my thumb back and forth across her so-soft palm. “It’s the good kind of scare.” She doesn’t look convinced. “Are you this adamant with every woman you pursue?”

For one terrifying second, I think he will say something cruel, but instead, he looks into my eyes. “Beautiful.” The word is barely more than a whisper, yet it shatters something inside me, not in a painful way. In a way sunlight breaks through the storm. My eyes suddenly burn. No one has ever looked at my scars as though they were something worth touching. I smile.”You think so?” His answer comes without hesitation. “I’ve never been more certain of anything.” I almost forgot how to breathe. His words do something cruel to my pussy, and I clamp my thighs together.

Jae stared at the store manager, and she stared back at him arrogantly. She was not afraid. Nothing how the woman was really for a fight, his lips quirked upwards slightly. He pulled out a black card and wave it in front of her face, a small smirk appeared on his lips. "I wonder if this card will be enough to buy enough the clothing in this store?".

She nudged his elbow as I smiled. "You are beautiful both physically and emotionally. No one can take what you did. I was afraid you would spill hot water on me when I arrived. But the smile you gave was very shocking. I know why Ini has been going crazy over you." I said as she bit her lips holding back a blush. "It's no problem. To be honest, it's not like I did like it. But, I know he was busy with work and besides, the victory is really obvious too." She added as I turned to Ini.

I overthink things a lot. I am at the cafeteria, having my lunch. I am all alone. I think it is much better than having a lot of friends, whom I am not aware of, stabbing me behind my back. “Hi!” I heard someone say. It’s a girl. And she’s pretty. She looks like Aphrodite. I mean, her beauty is like Aphrodite. She sat on the chair in front of me. Now we’re facing each other. She’s all alone. I look at behind her to see if she has someone with her or if maybe she has a group of friends that told her to come and sit with me here. Maybe they are having a bet or a dare.

It is as innocent as she is, and my soul weeps. "You aren't scared?" She asks me and I know what she means. Of course I am scared. I am terrified of my mother finding me here, wrapped up in the arms of a woman. I am terrified of someone finding Ida in my arms and burning her home to the ground. Every component outside of this hill was terrifying. "Of loving you? Never." She does not question me.

But you're different, Can you feel it? I want you to see, The person I see you to be. You're not alone, I see you. Are you scarred? What do you fear? Come closer, I'll tell you a story, And wash all your fears away. Do you see the stars? Billions upon billions of them, Yet you shine the brightest. You're a special kind of star, One that never dies. Are you broken? Come closer let's compare scars. Your heart hurts right? Mine does too,

“I came to be with you. Or to take you with me if you want. This place… it’s not safe. You shouldn’t be here alone.” “I know,” I said. “But I’m scared. I’m scared if I go back with you, I’ll just drag you into this mess. I’m scared you’ll see me and realize how dirty I am. How broken. How I still think about him sometimes. How my body still… still wants him even when I hate him. I’m scared you’ll look at me and see the girl in those videos. The girl who begged her stepfather to fuck her harder. The girl who came screaming his name while the camera rolled. I’m scared you’ll see that and leave. Or worse—stay because you feel sorry for me.”

As if they can hurt me. Once I finished my breakfast, I brushed my teeth and put a Mac “Sin” lipstick on the inner part of my lips to make it look natural. My mom and her makeup artist taught me how to wear makeup. My mother is the famous Aphrodite Calla Renaldi-Carpio. For her, beauty is everything.