Alexa Bliss No Makeup Novels & Stories

my makeup artist said as she entered the bathroom. Looking down, I realized that I had been dressed in pink, lacy, see-through babydoll lingerie. My golden locks had been tamed into loose curls, and my nails had been polished into crimson claws. My groin ached with the pain of a recent bikini wax, and my face was made up like a Hollywood starlet. "Alpha Noah is already in the shower, and I've got a scent for you. Trust me, it's an aphrodisiac." She winked at me playfully before setting the perfume on the counter.

Sasha’s hand was now resting lightly on William’s lower back as she admired her “work.” “Yeah,” Grace said uninterestedly. “I wonder if she charges extra for the full-body hydration treatment.” Grace thumbed her headset mic, her voice cracking into the silence of the gym. “Places for Take 2! Derek, get that chest cam rolling.” She glared at Sasha. “Makeup is enough, we’re here to capture authentic effort, not a spa day.” The makeup artist nodded politely and stepped back. William’s eyes unreadably pinned Grace’s across the gym. Grace stared back with pairs as stoic as granite. Then she looked back at the monitors, a realization forming in her mind.

She then seated me at the dressing table to apply makeup. "Luna Aurora never left her room without makeup; it's a kind of norm in this pack," Candace explained, sensing my discomfort, as I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. "Alpha Blaise won't go anywhere with you until you at least put on mascara." She concluded her statement with a chuckle.

Alex didn't reply, but he reached for a tissue and wiped the red color from Angelina's lips. "Alex, what are you doing!" protested Angelina. "You can't dress up for anyone else. You can only dress up for me." "Tsk, you have no right to stop me. I'm free to do what I want, and I'm free to look beautiful wherever I want!" Angelina said sternly. Alex smiled wryly. "You're honestly more beautiful when you're plain without make-up, Angelina. Especially when you're plain without your clothes on, it's much more beautiful and seductive," Alex said deliberately teasing.

Later that night, Alena slipped into a sparkling green dress that accentuated her figure. She gently curled her hair, applied nude lipstick, and kept her makeup minimal, yet the effect was stunning. She admired her bare legs, which gleamed under the soft light. But despite her outward beauty, her lips held no smile. Staring into the mirror, she whispered, "Alena, you can do this. You’re stronger than this."

My heart beat behind the silk like a caged animal. In seven days, I would be free. But today, I was the bride of a monster. No thick powders, no bold lips, no smoky shadows. Axel didn’t like it. “Keep her natural,” he’d said once, almost bored. “I want her face the way it was when I first saw her.” So the Omegas obeyed. A soft brush of tinted balm over my lips. A touch of shimmer across my eyelids. Nothing more. I looked almost undone, bare, exposed, but I knew better.

Alexia looks in the way of the rest of the people and she sighs sadly and apologizes, “I am sorry that I kept you waiting, please, come on in.” They nod their heads and follow her inside. She looks at the number of clothes on the rack and the number of makeup boxes opened and she sighs and says to them, “I don’t want to look like a dolled up you. I want to look my simplest with little makeup as possible.” They all nod their heads in understanding and she looks in the way of Veronica, who is sitting on the couch with her legs crossed along with her hands on her chest and a frown on her face. Alexia sighs and rushes to her and questions,

In the end, she bent down and held Alexa's dress before standing straight. “That's more like it”. Alexa confidently raised her chin up as she proudly said. “My lady, you're stunning. You're the most beautiful”. Alexa giggled after the makeup artist complimented her. She stopped giggling suddenly, and there was an expressionless look on her face when she said, “I know that, Mrs make-up artist. You don't need to tell me”. Alexa walked past the make-up artist and went out of the guest room. She did not even give the makeup artist any chance to say anything.

Jackson's blue eyes penetrated her soul, rendering Bree unable to utter even a single word. As Jackson stared at Bree's bare face, he realized that Sabrina Ocampo was way more beautiful if she wasn't wearing any makeup. She wasn't wearing lipstick, but her lips were still rosy. Bree's skin looked fresh even without foundation. Her eyebrows were naturally thick and beautifully shaped even without eyebrow makeup. She's beautiful. Jackson admitted to himself.

Currently her eyes were a bit swollen and puffy but that didn’t take anything away from her beauty. To say she was beautiful was an understatement, she already stood at above the height of one hundred and sixty two centimeters with a slightly grey blonde hair which was already below her waist but was braided in a halo style. Her skin was fair and her complexion was amazing and very pleasing to the eyes. Her skin was smooth and flawless. Kids her age should be battling acne and pigmentation at this stage of their development but not Alexia, her face was still smooth and clear.