아름다운 여주인공 Novels & Stories

Esrath: “Okay.” I get up and brush my hair as I throw on my mother's Prom Dress that was a navy-blue cocktail dress that had an ombre affect to it, I threw on my black laced heels that went about my knee; I applied lipstick on my lips that were chapped but took it off to apply chap stick on them to soften them up, I then applied the plum shaded lipstick to my lips. My mother had given me her pearl set which included a pearl and Saphire bracelet and earrings that were laced with gold streaks, it also had a pearl necklace that was also laced with gold streaks in it and had real diamond shards inside of them. I then put some deodorant on and applied the Beyonce perfume that smelt like rosebuds

▄︻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.

Just as Nana was about to suggest calling off the charade, a new face appeared at the edge of the dais. Ayra, a young woman from a minor pack with hair the color of burnished copper, stood there, her head bowed in demure respect. Unlike the other girls, her dress was simple yet elegant, devoid of ostentatious jewelry. Her emerald eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, were downcast, a stark contrast to her usual fiery spirit. Nana recognized her instantly. Ayra was known for her gentle nature and unwavering loyalty – qualities that were sorely lacking in the other candidates.

All of a sudden, a commotion erupted behind Severin. "Look! It's our senior, Emery! She's the second-most talented person in the history of the Sixth Mountain!" "Is she attempting to take another challenge to advance further?" Severin turned around and saw a rainbow-colored streak descending from a distance. As it neared, a gracefully-dressed woman finally emerged. She was delicate, elegant, and possessed a striking beauty. At 20 years of age, her facial features were exquisitely beautiful, with eyebrows resembling the crescent moon, a slender nose, an angelic face, and lips as pink as a carnation. Her entire being radiated an ethereal quality that was further enhanced by her subtle floral f

Kyara said. "That's right. He's the one." At that time, Kyara not only wanted to conquer the man because she wanted to prove to her friends that she was "the queen bee" but because she was truly fascinated by Erwin's figure. Erwin's sharp and cold gaze, as well as his blue eyes, had made her so obsessed with her. In a few days, Haneul is throwing a party, and Erwin will be there. However, she was so surprised when she found out that Erwin already had a wife. And her wife is so pretty. Her name is Nadya, she is still a teenager, she is incomparably beautiful. The unpleasant feeling returned to her soul.

Zain asked, looking through the contracts she had signed. I turned towards him and slid my hands in my pockets. “No, I didn’t, but it was fun to see her all tousled up, eh?” He shook his head, and his smile broke into a grin when the tiny feet pattered into the room. It was hard to keep my grin at bay seeing the dark curls of little Aya, Princess of Azmia, and the only person who could woo and melt the hearts of everyone in The Golden Palace.

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."

Sharmaine is standing in front of the mirror, she is wearing a snow white dress, her body is slim and attractive, her face is as beautiful as a sculpture, the most beautiful things in the world are concentrated on Sharmaine, she has smooth skin like silk, she has eyes as beautiful as the sky, and lips as luscious and plump as acerola. She touched her face, tears slowly falling down her cheeks, today she would be a sinner, she would become an obnoxious person and forever lose the qualification to be the person Augustus loved.

“Do you know her personally?” “We were thrown together on one task where she interpreted some audios while I summarized them up,” Elise answered patiently. “She seems cool and does not back down from my boss when he reprimands her. She could hold herself pretty well and I heard that she knocked down the guys in practice combat and currently holds the title.” Lester pulled something from his pocket. “That’s because she’s not an ordinary woman,” he said as he slid his phone towards her. “Take a look at that short clip.”

That voice is sweet, melodious. “Turn and let me see.” I lean forward to see past the tall plant next to me. I see the side profile of the Beta of this ridiculous pack. It’s Beta Ari, Jamaica… something. Who cares, honestly? Being a Beta to the White Crown pack is nothing to be proud of anyway. “You got it out. It doesn’t matter that you were late, just that you’re here now.” The woman turns, and I practically lose my shit. She’s easily the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Her skin is a chocolatey brown and glows. Her hair easily falls down her back in big curls. She has big brown eyes and long lashes. Her lips are plump and pink. I feel my body responding to her, and Alrik is stirring i