Blissful Brows Novels & Stories

I'm tall just as most ladies likes it. Beautiful face with a well defined feature. Curly blonde hair. It may sound cliche, but you should really see me for yourself. White sets of teeth clothed by an upper thin lip and a slightly full lower one. Cool right? I know it is. A nice lips to give ladies memorable kisses. Something to nibbled on and get them keep coming for more. Full brows. The complexion of my skin goes well with my ocean blue eyes, framed with long lashes.

The side sans sequins draped over her shoulder, but the other side was bare. Brynn’s hair was puffed on the top, but the rest was slicked down. White, black, and clear gems adorned her hair. Her makeup was the most beautiful part though. The eyeliner and mascara made her eyes pop beautifully. Crimson lips called out to me for a kiss, but we would have to both be patient for now. Then I would kiss her senseless later.

It created the illusion that she was sparkling. The left arm had a full sleeve, and the other arm was bare. There was no cleavage to speak of. But the waist was cinched and made her full breast and hips look mouthwatering. The short skirt was draped so her right leg was almost bare up to the waist. Making her legs look like there was no end to them. Ava’s hair was flowing loose around her and it moved as she walked. The subtle makeup had managed to hide most of the bruising Zane knew she must have from last night. She was looking amazing, and Zane’s body reacted to her. He craved her, needed her. He reached out his hand to help her down the final steps, and she smiled at him. Her smile went

Bri just smiled, catching herself in the mirror. Bri I found myself staring at a me I didn’t recognize. I was staring back at a woman who was strong and bold. One with fire in her veins and a heart full of love. Celeste handed me my mask. A beautifully crafted piece, its silver glittered and shone in the light. The designs were cut out so my skin would peak through but my identity would be hidden. The fleur de lis on my brow, the sweeps and swirls of floral designs were etched gracefully, each side the same as the other. White feathers accented the tips of the ears while crystals adorned the brow, in the center and in strategic places across the design. Sweeps and curls depicting whiskers wo

Bren had curled her hair into chunky ringlets and pulled half of it up into a perky ponytail, while the rest flowed freely in russet waves. The magic didn’t end with her hair, though. Bren had done a fantastic job with her makeup, layering soft powders and silky creams that somehow made it look as if she weren’t wearing makeup at all, save for the glittery champagne-colored shadow on her eyes and the raspberry gloss on her lips. Her skin had a healthy peach glow about it that could probably be attributed to the good fifteen pounds she’d put on over the last couple of months. Hours of dedicated weightlifting and Pilates with Bren had taken Ava from slim to lean.

The sweetness explodes in my mouth, and I savor the flavor. Azrael nods with unbridled enthusiasm, his extraordinary ombré eyes flashing with joy. His eyes, a striking feature he shares with his sister Astria, are truly one-of-a-kind. The ombré effect creates a mesmerizing gradient as if the colors are bending and adapting to the surrounding light.

“Trista, this is Brenna. She’s our best stylist artist. And today, she’s all yours.” “Pleasure,” Brenna said, holding out her hand. I shook it, then she led me straight into a chair. “Hmmm,” she said, taking a step back and examining me. “You have killer cheekbones. So let’s accentuate those. And LOOK at this hair!” She ruffled my hair. “Gorgeous. I’m thinking curls. Loose and elegant. And girl, those lips. I’d give my left tit for those lips.” I beamed.

He asks, just to make sure I am satisfied. "I love it, thanks." After paying, I make my way to another salon to get my teeth whiten, my eyes brows mircobladed and my lashes lifted. I look in the mirror when it is all done, and I must say, I am a different person. I look more beautiful, and my brown eyes are popping. One thing left for me to do now is go shopping.

Brielle groaned, loosening off a bit before finally tying it off into a big bow. I turned to Brielle, the beta female's eyes scrutinizing me carefully. A small smile was let loose on her lips. "You look beautiful," Brielle said with a thoughtful smile. I turned to look at myself in the tall ginormous mirror and I couldn't help but agree with her. I looked so beautiful, yet so alien. My curly brown hair was beautifully styled, allowed to fall neatly onto both sides of my shoulders. My blue eyes were bright and vibrant, complementing my flawless skin.

Jessica’s POV After we bought the gown, we decided to go to the salon for my hair and makeup. Scarlett smiled as she watched me, her excitement clear in her eyes. My long, thick hair was styled into soft waves with a rich brown-to-blonde ombre effect. It was elegantly arranged with slight volume at the crown and adorned with a beautiful floral hair accessory, giving a glamorous and bridal-like look. Meanwhile, my makeup was sophisticated and flawlessly done. A bold winged eyeliner highlighted my eyes, enhanced by long lashes and perfectly blended eyeshadow. My brows were full and well-shaped. My lips were painted a vivid pinkish-red, adding elegance and refinement to my overall appearance.