Baddie Lips Transparent Background Novels & Stories

The bottom part is a slightly round skirt that has a slit in the left leg, from the slit you can see the design of my pack symbol, also made of these threads of light from the full moon, on top of the plain fabric there is another transparent blue fabric with small shiny dots that form the design of a wolf, that I know as I walk it gives the impression of moving, these were the colors of the SilverRage pack mixed with those of BlueMoon. My makeup makes me look like a night fairy. My eyes are marked with black eyeliner around a thin layer of silver, the eyeshadow is smoky between a dark purple to navy blue, and there were little shiny silver drops decorating from my eye to just above my cheek

I giggle as I sprint into our home, trying my best to ignore our limo driver. I make my way upstairs to our room and quickly check my reflection in the mirror. I definitely look like I’ve been worked over. My hair is messy and is sticking to my face and neck from a thin sheen of sweat covering my body. My breasts have small bite marks on them, my thighs are still covered in my juices. My face is flushed, and my lips are swollen from Vincenzo’s rough kisses. I make quick work of taming my hair and grab my tube of red lipstick. I pop the cap, staring at the bright red color- a color I have grown to hate and fear. I steel my nerves and grip the applicator tightly. I won’t live in fear of anyone

She snapped, mumbling an apology to both I and Giulia for her sudden outburst, but could I blame the girl? “I love your lipstick, what shade and brand is it?” I asked, changing the topic to brighten her mood. Her face lit up instantly, “It's my brand actually, JEM, this shade is Victoria baby.” She grabbed her purse and pulled out a matte lipstick, she re-applied it and waited for a minute before picking up her wine glass. Pressing her lips on the glass she turned it to show the absence of stain on the glass. “It’s my newest product, not launched yet and don't worry it's child labour free.” She gushed, impressed with herself.

"You have no idea how much guys love my voice." I just stared at her, thinking she was in her own little world. She was really fooling herself. After Sadie finished putting on her makeup, I barely recognized her. She looked scarier than when she was on her live streams! Her foundation was caked on so thick that it was like a blanket of snow. Her face had bumps all over, just like a toad's skin. Her lips were a bright, fake Barbie pink, and her eyebrows were so overdone they looked like wiggly caterpillars.

Thеrе’ѕ nothing I саn do, but hіdе mу face and sneak a рееk thrоugh my fingers. She lооkѕ еxасtlу like thе рісturеѕ Jаѕоn ѕhоwеd mе bасk аt the fіеld оffісе. Hеr lipstick is bright оrаngе. I fіgurе іt must be hеr trаdеmаrk.

A silent greeting through glass and darkness. Across the yard, Carter drops his hand quickly. He swipes the back of it over his forehead, then hooks his thumb and finger around his bottom lip, tugging at it nervously before pressing it between his teeth. Moonlight catches the edge of one tooth as he releases it. His lips stay slightly parted. Pink. Soft pink. Pale, almost glowing in the silver light. The lower one is damp, shining faintly where the moon hits it. Full. Plush. With the smallest dip right in the center a little crease carved there by years of smiling and laughing.

"Oh! My nigga." That was Bad voice coming from the inside. He opened the gate and embraced me warmly. Bad was quite a chubby guy; about 5.6 feet tall, dark in complexion and he was always on a total shaved head, chin, cheeks, and upper lip. "How are you doing bruh?" "I am good fam. Um! Can you please Let off me? I am not some kinda bitch." "You my bitch motherfucker." "Fuck you, Bad get off me."

So I played games on my phone, hoping 'Angry Birds' would soon turn to 'Love Birds'. At 4:15, I removed my clothes and put on a robe, waiting for Lisa to arrive. She was prompt and carrying a make up kit when I opened the door to let her in. Lisa sat me down at the kitchen table and rapidly applied green eyeshadow, to highlight my green eyes, shading to bronze near my brow. She darkened my eyebrows, lined my eyes, adding an almost oriental slant. Mascara followed and bright red lipstick. "I don't know what it is," Lisa said, putting it on, "but men love to have shiny red lips wrapped around their dicks. I swear it must be subliminal."

“Uh… I don’t think I’ll need makeup. It’s past ten and I'm actually going home—” “Could you please just do it?” she whined, giving me that wide-eyed, pouty-lipped puppy look. “It’s my way of saying thanks. Because I just know Heidi Bier 'the bitch' is getting canceled tomorrow—and you, sweet little thing, are the main character.” She clasped her hands dramatically under her chin. I sighed, accepting my fate. And ended up being dollified by Amy Ambrose. “This,” she said, holding up a sleek lipstick tube, “is one of my unreleased products. Aurora Shade Plus Glitter. Reddish-pink. And you are the first to wear it.”

Scared to let go of her hands. We sat across the table, facing each other. I wiped the tint smeared over my lips in the handkerchief. Zeve let out a soft laugh with a weary face. I smiled. “I didn’t know your makeup items were this tasty.” “They are made from berries and fruits that add a natural tint to lips, eyelids and cheeks. But they shouldn’t be eaten often,” she said, looking at their intertwined fingers placed on the table. I smiled. “I think I would have eaten those lip stains more than you did from your lips.”