Peerless Beauty Novels & Stories

She was lucky she had dressed properly even if it wasn’t that formal. After all, it wasn’t her apparel that made her alluring—unlike Rhea. It was her breath-taking beauty that was absolutely captivating and enchanting. She still looks beautiful even if she carries a child. She still radiates a strong sex appeal due to her hourglass-shaped body. She still looks fresh even if she had just recently experienced loss. Even if she was still in bereavement, she still manages to put on a sweet and innocent-looking smile in her porcelain face.

"We learned three new songs and I—" "Mrs. Von Dame," Hope's teacher, Ms. Pepper, called. She wore a long-sleeved, yellow sundress with white daisy prints that complimented her dark skin and black curly hair. She still had a youthful glow to her, having just graduated college. Rowena stood up, patting down her clothes. "It's just miss. Not missus." "Oh," She gave a polite smile. "Yes, my apologies. May I speak with you privately in the classroom?"

The script that flowed across its greying face was cautious and flowing, elegant and precise; at odds with its blunt manner of delivery. When sleep claims you, your breath flutters the tendrils of hair that lie across your cheek. I can scarcely resist the temptation to lay a finger upon your flesh, to tuck away the pitch black lengths that mar the whiteness of your skin. The pale pilaster that is your throat fits perfectly into the palm of my hand… and your breath, it is warm and deep. As I imagine your softness beneath my fingertips, I am become a fortunate man indeed. Don’t be alarmed, my dear… I could never damage such a lovely one as you. There are so many games left to play, you see, an

The black pearls were so rich and when the diamonds shone, it gave the pearls a surreal depth. My mouth dropped open. It was inventive. Unique. Stunning and spectacular. There was nothing else like it in the world. She cleverly called it a ‘back-less’, since it adorned the back as opposed to the neck. “I…I have no words,” Hazel said beside me. I agreed. And this was only the first design? I knew I was up against the best of the best, but I don’t think I fully understood what that meant until now.

Pay. She knew he didn’t truly appreciate her in that moment, when she heard him call another woman beautiful. Tess had a beautiful face, full lips and hazel eyes. Her eyebrows were shaped with a nice arch, she always had her nails done. She had hair that sat just a little below her shoulders a deep brown almost black but it was very curly and a little frizzy. The biggest problem was she had heard since high school how beautiful she was for a big girl, or if she lost a little weight she’d look perfect. The years went by and the number that different people deemed she needed to lose increased as time went on.

Matching earrings dangled from her ears, framing her face and adding a touch of glimmer to her every expression. Hazel’s hair was a work of art in itself, styled into an intricate updo that showcased the graceful curve of her neck. Tendrils of hair framed her face, softening the lines of her features and adding a touch of whimsy to her otherwise polished look. A single jeweled hairpin nestled amidst the dark waves, adding a subtle touch of glamour to her ensemble. Pearl was amazed by her work, but she knew all she did was light work, as Hazel was already a very beautiful lady, a rare beauty she hadn't seen in years.

The middle-aged woman chuckled, a sound like a young girl experiencing her first love. She was beautiful, playful, charming, elegant—various contrasting qualities perfectly manifested in her. It seemed natural and unforced, emitting an indescribable charm with every frown and smile as if possessing an innate and unique allure that almost mesmerized everyone. She was truly deserving of the title 'Peerless Beauty'. She was Hazel Duncan, the eldest daughter of the Duncan family in the North.

Unknown As I stood on the video set of the commercial shoot for our new skin care line, I couldn't help but feel a knot forming in my stomach. The creator of Truly Beautiful Cosmetics, Celeste, would be sitting in today. She was known for her impeccable taste and attention to detail, but she was also infamous for her short temper and rude behavior towards her employees. I watched as the design team frantically worked on the display for our skin care line. Celeste's sharp voice cut through the air, scolding them for not making it look more luxurious.