Peerless Beauty 소설 & 이야기

The swirling of elegant gowns, the low murmur of hushed conversations, the clinking of glasses—it all seemed surreal, like a world apart from the warehouse I had just left. Desperation, mingled with determination, flooded my veins as I searched for Willow in the sea of faces. And then, as if guided by some unseen force, I saw her. Willow stood near the edge of the ballroom, her back to me. She wore a stunning black satin dress, backless with a high slit up the leg. She looked ethereal, a goddess amongst mortals. But it wasn't just her beauty that struck me—it was the strength radiating from her, the grace under pressure that had first drawn me to her.

Effortless, yet gorgeous. “I’ll get your shoes!” Pearl exclaims as she darts for the closet. And just like the precious stone she is named after, Pearl is in a dreamy light gray, long-sleeve dress, with a v-neckline, and silver beading along the bodice. She looks like a princess. She is the epitome of fairy tale chic.

“He left and slammed the door after him.” I paused. Silence filled the room for a moment. Then I continued, softer this time. “Bullied for being plus-size since childhood… Beauty Hills had to deal with insecurity, trauma, and depression… most especially self-hate…” I exhaled slowly. “Her name… Beauty… was said to be the exact opposite of her appearance…” The words felt heavier the more I read. “After many failed toxic relationships, she moved on and got a job in a fashion company…”

My God. My smirk faded and turned into a surprised expression. She was…beautiful. Her doe hazel eyes, puffed lips, and that fucking perfect hourglass-shaped body. And her braces are gone. Her peach coat hung perfectly on her shoulders as the tight buttons of her black shirt were ready to pop out. By seeing her expression, I can say she’s as shocked as I am. “Rowan,” I heard her muttering as I quickly changed my expression into the snarky one.

We all froze when her face was illuminated by the soft light from the shop. She wasn’t just pretty—she was ethereal. Breathtaking. Her rosy cheeks and lips seemed untouched by artificial beauty products. Despite a few strands of hair escaping her messy bun, she still resembled a goddess. She wore a simple peach floral dress that complemented her body and glowing skin. Even with flour smudged on her cheeks, she radiated an effortless charm that felt rare and pure. I couldn’t look away. She was a breath of fresh air—a stark contrast to wealthy women who had undergone cosmetic surgery for the sake of appearance.

Standing right at the entrance of the elite boutique was a woman. She was jaw droppingly beautiful, her slender, perfect figure wrapped in a tailored, midnight blue silk trench coat that exuded an untouchable aura of immense wealth and commanding power. Her skin was completely radiant, flawless, and luminous under the sun, completely devoid of any trace of the chemical illness that had plagued her for a year. Her long dark hair was styled with absolute perfection, cascading over her straight, majestic shoulders as she moved with the fierce, unyielding grace of a true queen.

When he heard this, the smile on Peace’s face immediately dropped. Instead, he looked angry. Peace had met plenty of beautiful women before. He thought of himself as a connoisseur of true beauty, and that no normal person could match his eye. The two models he had found today were quite beautiful. He never thought that Caleb would comment that they were nothing compared to the beauty he had found.

Oh my gosh "You're smart and you're beautiful,you were beautiful when you wore turtlenecks and skirts, when you wore blazers and vests, even now that you wear jeans and crop tops,you look stunning,how easy you blush and how you're blushing as I'm saying this to you,i love it and i love you,Alexis.this wasn't how i planned to confess my feelings,but Jasmine isn't here with my gift so" he chuckled sheepishly "You mean this one?" I bought out the necklace

Must have come here after I left. “Hey guys.” “Thomas, you finally decided to join us.” “We were about to have fun without you.” “Well I’m here now.” “And not alone I see.” “Everyone, this is Emma. My childhood best friend.” “Hi.” “Hey. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Maggie.” Maggie had long brown hair that curled at the end. I could tell by her tone and smile that she was an optimistic person. She likes to think positively. “And right there is Shawn.”

She truly is a vision. Her purple/blue hair is pinned up in an elegant style that shows off her lovely neck and shoulders. Her make-up is lighter than usual which surprises me but it only accentuates her beauty. Her dress is stunning. It’s a black halter neck mermaid design. The skirt is full length reaching down to the floor and it has a side split on the left that reaches up to her hip. The image of that exposed flesh has my blood warming with need.