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]]

"𝐌𝐫𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟" In which Toruk Makto's golden child falls head over heels for the outcast of Awa'atlu Neteyam x oc

The Ultimate Guide To Naturally Attaining and Maintaining A Youthful Appearance Long-Term

Themes: Coming of age, girl's love subplot, mysterious family background, and belonging. A story exploring jealousy, beauty, unlikely friendships, attitudes towards strangers, mother-daughter relationships, family secrets, family guilt, feelings of home, definitions of home, definitions of belonging, feelings of warmth. Meet the two girls studying in City University in Scotland. If Jasmine Fairbairn is perfume, Nattie North is the sour smell of unwashed scalp. The girls find themselves living together for convenience, never exchanging more than a few short niceties in the kitchen before morning lectures. But a stranger is about to come into their lives and sweep away the cobwebs, bringing the girls closer than they could ever imagine. PS: New chapters released regularly each week. This story is written by me and officially posted on Wattpad and ScribbleHub. Image Credit: ChatGPT

Beauty is everywhere. But you must learn to see it. A collection of fictional poems. **All poems are written by me so please do not steal or take credit for them

This is not a diary of what happened. This is a record of what you made happen.

These are poems Lines that sometimes rhyme And even if you don't know 'em They will strike a chime in your heart

For the elite agents of Azura, identity is a luxury they can't afford. Harper Marlowe is a ghost-a master of extraction. Lucas Ivanova is the blade-deadly, precise, and cold. Together, they are the only thing standing between their nation and a catastrophic invasion by Lumeria. Their mission was simple: infiltrate, snitch, and survive. But when a mole within their own agency corrupts the secret files, the hunter becomes the hunted. With every spy's identity compromised, Harper and Lucas are erased from the system they swore to protect. Now, they are running out of time and oxygen. To save Azura, they must hunt down a shadow from their past-Felix, a former friend who knows all their weaknesses and is now their most lethal enemy. In a game of digital mirrors and physical betrayal, who do you trust when your own agency is bleeding out?

He had come to Bombay for power, and power in this city came from land. The deal was massive, worth crores, and almost within his grasp-until one man refused to sign. An officer known for his unshakable ethics, a man who could not be bought, threatened, or influenced. For the first time in a long while, someone had said no to him-and meant it. He tried everything. Money was rejected without a second glance. Subtle threats were ignored. Even pressure from higher channels led nowhere. The officer stood firm, untouchable in his integrity, making it clear that the deal would never go through as long as his signature was required. That was when he stopped treating it like a business problem. Because in his world, every problem had a weakness. He found it on an ordinary afternoon outside a college campus. She stood there arguing with an auto driver, her voice soft but determined, completely unaware of the danger watching her. She didn't fit into the darkness he lived in. A final-year MBA student, innocent in a way that felt almost out of place in Bombay. The officer's daughter. He studied her longer than necessary, something unfamiliar flickering for a brief second before it disappeared. This wasn't personal. It never was. People were tools, nothing more. And she was the perfect one-close enough to matter, vulnerable enough to be used. His decision was immediate. If the officer wouldn't bend, he would make him. And now, without even realizing it, she had become the center of a game far more dangerous than she could ever imagine.

He was adored for his beauty and feared for his cruelty. Then he was cursed. Exiled to the bell tower of Saint-Sulpice, Édouard Valmont becomes a monster in the eyes of the city. Merely an unseen voice behind the ringing bells. But when a traveling performer named Lysander discovers the man beneath the deformity, something begins to awaken inside Édouard: a longing he has never known. Yet the cathedral hides more than stone and prayer. And when a powerful church official's obsession turns into a threat, Édouard must confront the darkest truth of all: redemption may require a price he cannot pay. A gothic tragedy of love, vanity, and the unbearable weight of becoming worthy.

Scar's Of Her Beautiful " Tell me, Why are you so beautiful " He said grabbing my chin tightly " Please let me go " I cried " Tell me " He screamed throwing me on the floor " Better do something about it or you will get yourself in big trouble " He whispered scarily across my ear *** I held the razor across my face I wanted it all gone- What has been threatening me all my life I wanted it all gone I wanted to tear it off, I winced out of fear of my self as I brought the razor closer to my skin ********** He loved her once - But not in a way she never Deserved and that truth haunts him more than losing her ever will, She might have had that Darkness in her But God she was so beautiful Unlike Others Her Beauty was not a Blessing, But a curse Following her around Beautiful in an unfair way The grace in her steps Where Enough to Attract a Blind Fellow Her Fierce Nature, Her Figure, Her Scars, Everything was beautiful about her His world Revolves Around her existence He did not need much of her, She had her Imperfections - But she existed and that was enough She carried light wherever she went, Her innocence attracted happiness. But He fucked up! Now he is living to regret it Highest Rankings🏆 #Islam#5 #Betrayal#2 #arranged Marriage#3 #Spiritual#6 #Revenge#4 #Secrets#1 The love storie of Yasmeen and Umar Please Read I have Put my All, You won't regret it

"I love you," he whispered, his voice breaking. She opened her mouth, but no words came. She couldn't say it back. Because to her, he was nothing but a stranger with sad eyes and a heart full of ghosts.

What's up everybody ? I am your writer Pranavi . Ironically enough, I'm a very planned and organized person IRL but when it comes to poetry, the words and rhythm are just spontaneous(just letting my thoughts flow yk? that's why the cover page is river) I have ordered the poems from light--> heavy. So depending on your mood and emotional state, you can read them. Don't mind the fact that I have more sad poems than the happy ones. Subconsciously, I want to write more happy poems but I'm just not in the state to do so. I hope I can get back to them soon. ~~~~ I know I have won in life when (at least one of)these poems are published in the NCERT English Textbook, posthumously (Yepp that's the end goal 😎)

Notes of a chaotic mind. Diary of a restless soul. The fidgeting of anxious fingers. A story where time, logic and emotions are all mixed up together.

In a world where something as beautiful as a rainbow caused the greatest destruction. Purple is forbidden, magic is an honour. All colours are at war, and a girl who just wishes to survive gets caught up in the deadliest trial and a game she didn't sign up for. Sylvie Cure. The top healer in Emerald Isle whose medicines can create miracles. A Green who hides a terrible secret. A girl who never shows her true colours. She is meant to heal, but is forced to destroy when she gets caught up in a game that could mean life and death. A healer at hand, a killer at heart. Atlas Valor. Commander of the Scarlet Army. A Red who is forced to kill when he never wanted to pick up a sword. To fulfill the orders of his king, he has to enlist the help of the top healer in Emerald Isle. A deadly quest and heartbreaking betrayals. A game of cat and mouse as the line between love and hate blurs. Two enemies who must work together in order to protect their secrets. Will they succeed, or will their powers destroy them both?

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.

A collection of poems that capture the essence of feeling deeply.

Once Nikki and co felt a shockwave from the Ark, they rushed over as soon as possible...But after arriving at the Gate of Heart...it shatters! The whole Ark descends into chaos as the Ocean of Memories becomes violent, causing everyone to separate! Descending into the Ocean, the Ark breaks apart as a voice echoes within the darkness... "Civilisation's destruction really is as beautiful as fireworks...isn't that right, Nikki?"

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

The strongest sorcerer of the modern era VS The strongest sorcerer in history In the midst of the fierce battle between Gojo Satoru and Ryomen Sukuna, just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate and on the verge of their limits, Ryomen Sukuna suddenly froze, because he suddenly realized that a woman had appeared behind him. What he found even more unbelievable was that this woman actually had "six eyes" just like Gojo Satoru. Ryomen Sukuna: Two against one? What happened to the one-on-one fight?! Chinatsu Gojo: One-on-one? Okay, Satoru, you can leave now. I'll take on this Ryoumen Sukuna one-on-one! Two-faced Sukuna:..................