Novel & Cerita Blonde Actress With Scar Between Eyebrows

she apologized. Jessica arched her recently made Korean brows towards Daniella and eyed her from head to toe and she couldn’t say anything. The woman was perfect, from her nails which were colored with vibrant red to her long and wavy hair in chestnut brown. Her figure didn’t show that she gave birth to a daughter already and her lips were pouty and kissable even without makeup. Everything on her was natural and she understood why Marcus fell for the woman. Daniella’s pretty, all right, but she couldn’t forget how she almost ruined her eyebrows earlier. She read from social media about microblading and how it could change the shape of her brows and because she hated hers and admired the stra

Scarlett: I walked out of the bathroom to frown when I saw a woman sitting on Alexei’s bed. Her blonde hair was loose over her shoulders as she scrolled through the phone, and I couldn’t help but frown when I heard the bedroom’s door get locked. Her eyes met mine, and she raised an eyebrow, looking me up and down. Her brown eyes met my green ones, and regardless of the fact of having a towel wrapped around me, I couldn’t help but feel exposed as her eyes scanned me for a second too long.

A smooth and fair back revealed a hideous scar. For an actress, having a long scar on her body is considered a fatal flaw, yet there hadn't been any news reports about Scarlett having such a scar. Vivienne took out a wet tissue and helped Scarlett wipe her back. "Vivienne, I want to thank you," Scarlett's voice echoed in the restroom. "If it weren't for you, I might have never had the chance to meet Ezra, and I wouldn't have known that he was the person I had met when we were children. The person he had been looking for was me."

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.

She halted in her tracks, a look of surprise on her face. “Who is she?” *** Cameron massaged his temples. “Her name is Scarlett Kn...” “A family member I haven’t met yet,” Hadley cut in. Scarlett’s attention turned to her. It was hard not to. She was the only one not wearing a white dress. She had on a floral pink sleeveless dress that clung to her slender figure and stopped mid-thigh, paired with really high matching heels that accentuated her height. Her bleached blonde hair was almost white and pulled away from her face. Her facial features were almost too perfect. Honey-brown doe-like eyes, with brows that were high, giving her a cat-like look. She had high cheekbones and plump lips.

Somehow, I managed to keep my face apart. "What the... Uff!", She almost cursed underneath her breath when I looked at her, noticing every minute details. I found a mole just above her eyebrow which was enhancing her beauty a bit more, her slightly tanned skin perfectly suited to her. Her hazel gaze pierced deep into my eyes as I found a scar on her forhead. She was the moon; beauty with scar. A perfect match.

The woman turned around, brushing back her hair. And I felt the world tilt. Long blonde hair. Sharp green eyes. High cheekbones. A small scar at the edge of her lip. “Do you know her?” Alpha Alaric asked observing my reaction. “Zoya?” I whispered.

Curious, I opened it and saw a full-page photo of a beautiful woman. She had glossy black hair that was pulled to the side in this photo. She was laughing at something someone said off camera and her face was relaxed and magical. She had a scar that ran from her hairline down through her eye and next to her nose. The injury had left that eye blind, and the iris was a pale blue which gave her an unusual glamour. The other eye was brown and sparkled with amusement. I took the photo from the file and leaned back, holding it up and studying it. The head of my security slipped into the room and stood. I indicated the chair on the opposite side of my desk.

she screeched. I almost peed myself when her eyes flashed a burnt yellow before returning to their normal dark brown. What was she? I’d only seen the eyes of those two vampires during my attack, but I didn’t think they were flashing light exactly like that. The vampires repetitively flashed more red. Vivian’s eyes had only briefly turned a definite burnt yellow before returning to their normal dark brown. Her facial features were also not distorted. In fact, I had to admit she was quite the beauty. If I had to describe her, I’d say she was a mixture of Amanda Seyfried and Angelina Jolie. She displayed the body type and spoiled cuteness of being that Amanda Seyfried carried off so well

The woman in the long black down coat hurried up to Cyrus, breath coming fast. She tugged her scarf down, revealing a pale, soft, heart-shaped face. She looked flawless, her delicate features so fine they seemed as if they might bruise at a touch. Cyrus recognized her at once. Few people in Cretora would not. She was one of the hottest top-tier actresses in recent years, the woman countless men dreamed about at night. Her name was Scarlett "Mimi" Mistelle.