Baddie Lips Transparent Background Novels & Stories

I should’ve used the smudge-proof ones. I looked back at Adrian and smothered a laugh when I saw the state of his lips. I didn’t know how I failed to notice this earlier. His lips were swollen as mine but the bits of lipstick he had all over his lips, corners of his mouth and cheeks made him looked like an abused clown.

It's cozy, casual, but doesn't look like I just rolled out of bed. And the color? Green always brings something out in my eyes, makes them look warmer. With my long dark hair, now wavy from drying in a braid, it gives me that soft but serious vibe. Approachable. Quiet. Capable. I lace up my simple black sneakers, scuffed but clean. I grab the little tub of cocoa butter Vaseline off my desk and swipe it over my lips, letting it catch the light just enough to look like lip gloss. A tiny trick I've used since I was sixteen. Cheap and effective.

Clarissa wore a classy off shoulder black gown which suited her very well in every way. Both of them faced Zared as they were ready to leave, waiting for him to call the car for them. Zared lifted his gaze from his phone and his eyes directly landed on Lily. The maroon colour complimented her pale skin very well and the lipstick made her lips the key feature of her make-up.

The cosmetic layers on her lips were completely broken, smearing a dark crimson trace across the corners of their mouths. Just as the restriction on her lungs threatened to turn into total suffocation, he broke the alignment, releasing her lips. Dominic’s respiration was heavy and ragged, his coarse thumb executing a rough, grinding swipe across the contour of her mouth to clear the stain. The friction against the broken skin made her eyelids twitch with a sharp spike of pain. The red cosmetic was ruined across both their profiles, leaving them looking entirely disheveled in the harsh white light. "Wait for me. Do not alter your coordinates."

He smiled widely like he had found a huge embarrassing secret of mine. He looked at my expression and exclaimed, "Okay, this is going to be very interesting." "What is?" I asked confused. "You'll see." He smirked and then suddenly said, "Love the lip tint. What shade is it?" Taken aback by his sudden shift in topic, I stopped for a second before confessing slowly, "Nude Beach by Tior brand." "Why are we whispering?" He matched my tone conspiratorially, "Is the shade supposed to be a secret?"

Hindi ko alam however their this part of me na naiinis sa sinabi niya at the same time kinikilig, seriously self? Napatingin ako sa side mirror ng kotse and I notice my lip looks pale. I quickly open my bag and pull my lip gloss. It has the shade of light red color and super tinted, my favorite. I manage to apply it without even distracted. I look at the mirror once again to see how my lips look like. I slowly stick my lips together that even cause a sound. After that I heard a gulp, Cassius?

-I'm calling mine, The Bad Girl Wears Pink [the story of Secret Nolan]. You aren't bad unless you have your own sigil/symbol/mark. -how about a pink panther better yet a tigress? You aren't bad unless you've met all the requirements on the bad list. -I'm the reason they made this list. You aren't bad until you've proven you are bad. - Not to toot my own horn or whatever...but I make the 'faceless men' run for cover. You aren't bad until everyone acknowledges the fact that you are indeed bad. - It's hard to deny.

I press my lips together and rub slowly, before making a pop sound. I meet my gaze in the mirror reflection. My dark hair is curled beside my face, my dark eyes framed with long lashes, my lips painted red. "Almost ready for photos?" Kiarra asks, stepping out of the bathroom, her brilliant-blue dress flaring around her legs as she walks. Her heels click against the tiles, before changing to a soft thud as she walks across my carpeted floor, flicking out her long hair.

I don't know things about that. A smile can be seen on her lips as he closes his eyes while waiting for Kianna's hand to touch his lips. Holding a lipstick in her hand she gently dips her pointing finger to the red paste. Leaning to reach his face she tap her finger to his lips making the red tint of the lipstick paint his lips.

mumbled under his breath with a soft smile being played on his lips. Feeling the stinging sensation over the side of his hand which had turned bright red swollen along with it. Bleeding over the coner of the pinky finger due to bitting the skin from the coner. Making Koishi bite over the inside of his cheeks still feeling his vision getting blurred than before. As the tears fall down from his cheeks one after the other with his lips parted away. Pressing his lips into a thin line Koishi dips in brush upon the grey colour upon the colour palate. Which was filled only with the colour black and white with the different shades of gray upon it.