Beauty Stories

Leaving behind everything she's ever known, Emilee enters a world of high glamour and even higher stakes. The new freedom that comes with being a part of the Famoux is intoxicating, but behind the perfect image lies an ugly truth - being popular is a matter of life or death. ***** Out of the wreckage of environmental collapse, the country of Delicatum emerged. Its most popular celebrities are the Famoux, uniquely beautiful stars of a reality TV show called the Fishbowl. In a world still recovering from catastrophe, they provide a 24/7 distraction. Sixteen-year-old Emilee Laurence is obsessed with the Famoux - they provide a refuge from her troubled home life and the bullies at school. When she receives an unimaginable offer to become a member herself, she takes it. But soon she realizes that fame can be deadly... Content and trigger warning: This story depicts mental health issues and contains scenes of violence. [[word count: 350,000-400,000 words]]

Alone and stranded in a world ruled by orcs, Arie believed she was doomed to loneliness as the only human. She was wrong. Very, very wrong. Instead of isolation, Arie becomes the irresistible center of attention for powerful, otherworldly beings-each more intense and devoted than the last. A sleek black panther stalks toward her, his orange eyes locked onto hers, every step dripping with controlled desire. "I told you to call me when you need me," he murmurs, voice like a growl in the dark, "but I forgot to tell you... you can also call me when you want me." A flirtatious mermaid catches her hand in his, eyes glinting with mischief. "My beloved, let's take a bath together. I'll rub your back... and you rub me." An eagle warrior watches her with stoic devotion, his nose brushing her hair as he whispers, "My queen, when will we make eggs?" And a smooth-talking serpent kneels before her, his touch reverent, voice thick with longing."You are my savior. Without you, I would die single." In a world of beast-men, fierce love, and untamed desire, Arie must navigate temptation, danger, and a harem of wildly possessive suitors. Being the only human might just be the greatest blessing-or curse-of her life. Rank: #1 Beast - 7/17/25 #4 Beastworld - 7/17/25 -- ⚠️ Mature scene ✅ Original work ✅ Weak to Strong Female Lead .

English is not my first language Hi l am the author of this story. It is my first time writing a story. Please vote if you liked my story. Please don't copy

this is a short poem that touches on beauty standards, expectations, and idealism.

After 10,000 years perfecting a single pill, Bai Fanxian emerges from seclusion to find the world has moved on without her. Cultivation is now rare and weak, True Alchemy have faded into legend, and the modern world has no idea what masters of the past could achieve. Armed with ancient mastery and unmatched power, she'll remind everyone why "Alchemy Empress" was once the most revered title in the cultivation world. ---------------------------------------------------------------- You can read 30+ more chapters on Patreon! Rate/Review if you're enjoying the story Patreon: patreon.com/LittleKnight (Link also in my profile)

"I had never expected this from you. Why did you lie to me if nothing was true?" I spoke my heart out shamelessly because today the limits were crossed. He knew exactly about my feelings and he still played with them. He mocked my emotions, my love, my respect for him. I don't have anything left for him anymore. I don't know where am I getting my anger from, but I cannot withstand this much insult.

A Beauty and the Beast retelling. Cecily is brought to the land of Faerie in hopes of being with the man she loves,only for him to fool her, use her, break her. Until she is saved by a beast, a man who is just as cursed as she is. Will they save each other?

Every day. Every feeling. Every fight. In this life. I published this book because I believe people share similar lessons, just in different timelines. And here, I express my realizations in time of uncertainties; the lessons that made me grow; and the reminder of whose child I am. Therefore, I want to share this work to remind you as well as we never know who might need a word to keep dealing in this world. We may be different- unique in our own ways But we are one, to the ONE, at the end of these days.

I do not know how i became the owner of this title.All my life I wanted to be a good person.I knew i was never the most beautiful person in the room,but i worked hard for everyone to see what was inside my heart and not in front of my face.I wanted people to love me,to want me, to understand me.I wanted to be loved more than to be alive.I wanted to be erased from history rather than be remembered as a callous monster. Yet here I am,writing my memoir,trying to justify my side of the story. I admit I have done mistakes.I admit I am envious, manipulative and insecure,but there are good parts inside of me,which even Cinderella cannot deny and you should know them. And I admit I know my biggest mistake.It is not being born beautiful.I would have been kind if I was beautiful, I know it.My husband would have loved me from the first sight if I was beautiful.My daughters would have been happier if I had given them the gift of beauty than my good intentions. Either way ,as a last service,I leave this book to you.You should read it carefully in order not to follow my footsteps. If not,just remember to love your children for they can be a true nuisance if grown unloved.

"He's your bodyguard. Stay close to him." A bodyguard is safe. But for Dove, this means being watched around the clock. Since she's the famous and rich model living in nothing but restriction and fear that her time will run out when a mysterious hater enters her life and makes it hell. But there is one way to safeguard your time; a bodyguard. Her time is vauble after all. Dove has no choice. She knows Jameson is the person who needs to protect her. But not all the people around them are good, and when Jameson's past life suddenly takes a dangerous turn of events, consequences will be made, and hearts will be tested.

She tilted her head, lips cocking up into a smirk. The knife between her fingers was swinging into afterimages, that the men beneath her trembled in fear. "I hope you have a good dream," her gentle voice sounded, as her eyes squinted, full of smiles. She really looked like a white rose now, pure and kind. But her eyes turning red, delicate hand casually playing with a sharpened knife, says otherwise of this rose being a white rose. Instead... It was a thorny rose, a rose that sent shivers down their spine, with her hazy eyes filled with craze looking down at them with a wide-creepy smile. "Goodbye." That swinging knife fell, rendering them unable to hold their breath, eyes widening, never able to once again blink. Just then, footsteps were heard behind here as Lena felt a cold being embracing her, gentle but full of paranoia and obsessiveness, its deformed head leaning over at her shoulder, "Mine." _ Sky darkening at the visible speed, moon looking like it was stained with blood, and streets filled with man eating zombies. It was either a man hiding helplessly, or being bitten and turned into a man eating zombies. When Lena reached adulthood on the day of the apocalypse outbreak, she saw it not as an opportunity to be weak, instead, it was a perfect time for her to wield a knife, legally. For her, the apocalypse was a place for her to play. Though... some people--NPC, were eyeing her, with those hot, oppressive gazes, full of paranoia, dying to be seen and favored by her rare smile, wishing to attach and engrave themselves to her body, being with her every second and minute, never seperating. Author's Note: This is an original story. If you don't want me to get angry and drop this book, don't plagiarize and translate this book into any language. Though, you can use some scenes (very short scenes only) if you want to make content and fulfill your reader's mind, only fanart not fanfiction. - K.C Started: May 5 2025 11:59 PM Ended:

Ashley Brooks and Dan Jones

All her life all she dreamt of was to have a good home and happy family but fate had other plans for her getting married to A man that wanted nothing to do with her A man who loathed her A man that was in love with someone else The man she fell deeply in love with Ember Anderson Blake Knight

𝔖𝔞𝔣𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔥 𝔊𝔥𝔞𝔷𝔫𝔞𝔳𝔦 𝔎𝔥𝔞𝔫~~She is polite, Business woman, only daughter of her parents. She was one of those who lived their life according to religion, not to mend the religion according to life. 𝔗𝔞𝔥𝔦𝔯 𝔊𝔥𝔞𝔷𝔫𝔞𝔳𝔦 𝔎𝔥𝔞𝔫~~Born to ruin the one who made others' lives hell. He is reserved. Quiet but respectful, observative, and small things matter to him. Everyone has seen him, but no one knows who he is. "𝓢𝓪𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓱 𝓖𝓱𝓪𝔃𝓷𝓪𝓿𝓲 𝓚𝓱𝓪𝓷, You are my peace . Your comfort will always be my first priority My honor for you is my love for you." A marriage of two soul tied with the ropes of respect and honor. Where one is Known yet no one saw her... And other can be seen by everyone but No one knows who he is... Drop a like and Hook in The life of Mr. and Mrs. 𝔗𝔞𝔥𝔦𝔯 𝔊𝔥𝔞𝔷𝔫𝔞𝔳𝔦 𝔎𝔥𝔞𝔫!! ɬཞơ℘ɛʂ: Grumpy X Sunshine Arrange Marriage He fell first and harder. Love after Marriage Age gap. Romance Love at first Sight. #wefightforhumanity. #standforpalestine

The story book is about all the glory and all the power of him, He who created the beauty, pure genes and install faith, hope, love and care. She was conceived and brought to life in the Hopeless Land, hunted to be secrifficed for the evil deeds before she can be ready to take control of everything including the lost souls. The guardian angel come along during the time line of the hunt, in favor of the Sovereign into her journey.

Sakura, also called Rin or Yuki was left at the doorstep of a church in the forsaken realm's village named Hage. She had always been by their side, no matter what but will they be by her side when bad times comes or will the humans betray her come follow journey of the grace of Heaven......the incarnation of a goddess. ∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎∎ I do not own black clover tho I wished I did..

When a shapeshifting beast comes back after a hundred years to feed, she chooses a young, unassuming boy for her next meal. A short story told through alternating descriptions of the boy's view and the beast's view. [Horror, Short Story] --- "Do you trust me?" She was a beast, but had the face of an angel. ---- ___________________________________________

A collection of poetries written by me

Waking in a vast, lush field of grass with no memory of how he got there, he's met by another who looks exactly like him-except worn and covered in dirt. Together, they begin exploring a place ruled not by logic, but by wonder: a fantasy world alive with impossible creatures, living oceans, and sights so beautiful they feel unreal. Each chapter unfolds as a new journey, shaped by curiosity and awe, as the two move through landscapes that bend the rules of reality. This is a story about discovery, companionship, and learning to walk beside who you are becoming-together

In the grand palace of laughter and light, Princess Preeta's days are filled with music, mischief, and silken dreams. But in the silence of the night, whispers haunt her sleep - of silver trees, a cursed jungle, and a pair of eyes that seem to know her soul. Across the dark woods, bound by scars and shadows, Sardar Aakesh has waited for centuries. Once a warrior, now a prisoner of fate, he carries a name on his lips and a wound in his heart - Preeta. Only her blood has the power to awaken the past they once shared... and the future they are destined to face. When the jungle stirs and forgotten lullabies rise with the wind, Preeta is drawn toward a truth hidden from her - that she is more than a princess, and her laughter is not just her own. ✨ A tale of love lost and found, of curses and destiny, of a princess who forgot and a warrior who remembered.