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The tires of the armored SUV sliced through the fresh, powdery snow with a low, rhythmic hiss. Outside, the blinding white blizzard had finally slowed down, giving way to a suffocating, pitch-black mountain highway shrouded in dense pine trees. The interior of the cabin was deathly quiet, illuminated only by the dull green glow of the dashboard terminal. I sat pressed as far into the corner of the leather seat as possible, clutching the lapels of my torn midnight-blue silk jacket. The oversized black cashmere sweater beneath it felt tight against my chest, trapping the lingering scent of gunpowder and Karl's dark cologne against my skin.

the tailor whispered. "What makes you so beautiful to me is that you care so much about others; that you see my beauty, that you show how special I am to you; that you see my beauty, that you show how special I am to you; that's what's got me for life. You aren't just beautiful; you make the space around you beautiful as well; you affect others and bring their beauty out of them, and you do it with ease. It's who you are. You are a flower that makes others bloom,

He was beautiful…He had beautiful golden skin with a sharp jawline, greenish gray eyes, and the most endearing boxy smile with a small beautiful scar on the brow. Wait, it is him!

Her beauty was enchanting to the point I was unable to take my eyes off her. Her beautiful brown hair flowed in cascading waves, catching the light with each movement. Her eyes, a captivating shade of hazel, held an air of mystery as they sparkled with curiosity and life. Her nose was delicately sculpted, adding to her elegance, and her lips, soft and inviting, curled into a natural, warm smile.

I brush it away, fingertips skimming warm skin, and my stomach knots when I catch the faint shimmer of dried tears. Why was she crying again? Was it because of me? The thought feels like a punch under the ribs. My heart cringes. This girl is extraordinarily beautiful, naturally ― not like all those superficial bitches that surround me all the time. She’s beautiful in that rare, infuriating way — not because she tries, but because she doesn’t. No fake lashes, no overdrawn lips, no designer filters. Just Aria — real … original … fresh … unique … unforgettable. Shit.

Raisa looked down in shame, then gently kissed the real flowers. "Your beauty captivates the heart, oh virgin... It becomes an unforgettable charm. Your face is like a full moon painting. Presenting an inescapable beauty. The rays of your eyes hint at gentleness. Your smile is alluring and soothing to the soul. The embroidery of your lips is beautiful and charming. It becomes a very beautiful work of art. Your voice flows beautifully. Like an enchanting song. Your every move shudders gently. Spreading unforgettable warmth. Your beauty is not just in your face. It's in your whole incarnate self. Your perfect body

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 She’s beautiful. No, I’m sorry, beautiful doesn’t even cover it. This woman is the most stunning female I have ever come across. Dark skin that practically glows under the sunlight, smooth and rich like the earth itself. Her black hair falls in waves, catching the light like silk, and every inch of her body tells a story. She’s curvy, with just enough softness to make me want to reach out and hold her, and there's a confidence in the way she carries herself that makes my chest tighten.

Forgetting about the situation that was happening currently I was snapped back to reality when I see him lunge at the grey wolf that was chasing me, they snarl and tear into one another; his claws tear into the side of the grey wolf who lets out a howl from the injury that was just inflicted onto his torso. Whimpers are to be heard as the grey wolf backs away from the black wolf and stares at me as he growls and snaps his jaw, within a second the grey wolfs retreat back to the forsaken territory as they take off running in retreat from the attack that was inflicted onto them, sighing in relief my arms collapse under me as I stare up at the sky laughing in relief of being able to live another

I move closer to her and she smells so fresh, of course, a beautiful lady like her would smell so wonderful. "I'm sorry," I say and she rolls her eyes. "I shouldn't have left without saying anything, I think you're beautiful and honestly I don't deserve a girl like you." She looks back at me and she has that look on her face, it's not disdain, it's not sadness, she's blushing right now. It's so cute and I tell her that her smile is cute then she giggles. "even your laughter's cute.", I say and she looks back at me with a wide smile. A girl this beautiful deserves the whole world, she really does.

If it was not for her, then she doesn't know how she would have survived this long in this house. Bless her! Grace is a beautiful old woman who has a strong personality. Her golden hair and brown shades, hazelnut eyes, and smooth skin make her look younger than her age. Grace is passionate about the things she does. It is very rare, or would rather say, once in a blue moon; it happens that she is behind her schedule. Unlike on other days, today Grace ran late. So, she asked Fiona to set the plate for Justin.