Blonde Actress With Scar Between Eyebrows Novels & Stories

The elevator chimed softly before sliding open and Maria looked up. A woman in her mid-forties stepped out with quiet elegance, the kind of presence that turned heads without effort. Her hair, a rich chestnut brown, was styled in smooth waves that rested neatly over her shoulders, catching the light with every step. Her makeup was subtle but flawless—soft rose lipstick, lightly defined eyes, and perfectly shaped brows that framed her composed expression.

"How touching. The children are playing at being Emperors." Elena felt the world tilt. She stepped around the desk, her heart hammering against her ribs so hard it hurt. "Who are you? How did you get past my security?" The woman stepped into the light of the desk lamp. She slowly lifted the veil. Elena’s breath hitched. The woman had the same high cheekbones, the same arched brows, and the same piercing eyes that Elena saw in her own mirror every morning. But a jagged scar ran from the woman’s temple down to her jaw, a remnant of a fire that should have been fatal.

My chest tightened again. Looking past Aria's pissed expression, she was a very beautiful woman and at first glance didn't look scary. She had beautiful doe eyes and brown curly hair that she packed into a ponytail. She had a piercing on her eyebrow. On closer look, there was a knife cut that ran through from her left cheek to her mouth but the scar was faint now. Her rolled up sleeves revealed a bunch of tattoos and some had colours in it. When I raised my head back to her face, she wasn't just pissed but she looked unimpressed and her eyes bore into me. Well, I had been gawking at her.

She doesn't have time there even though she is surrounded by different men. No one can deny how beautiful Ciandrei is. She looked like a celebrity. Right! She looks like a young Angeline Jolie because her lips are similar to the woman. Her hazelnut brown eyes are also very beautiful. Her nose is pointed, and her eyebrows are fine, and the eyelashes are long. She has brown and long wavy hair. Right now she is wearing a red tube dress that accentuated her white complexion. No doubt, he was like an angel.

The diamond necklace gave a finishing touch, with her raven colored hair flowing behind. Who are you wearing?” Miguel enthused —his eyes focused on her. “Carol Xzi. Shout out to Carol.” Her words came out briefly. “A model and an actress—you never cease to amaze us. Your very first featured movie. I imagine you’re excited?!” “Yeah.” Miguel couldn't read past her eyes, she was a mystery to him. Extremely beautiful , yet difficult—her blank expression pondered some wisdom for his next question. "Can you tell me a little about your character?"

Now, with her short hair… fuck. Antonio had always had a thing for women with short hair; the way it showcased their pretty necks and gorgeous cheekbones. Not only had Pearl expertly sculpted her hair into a short cut, but she’d dyed it a warm brown, which highlighted her deep blue eyes. She kind-of looked like Demi Moore in the movie “Ghost,” but better, way better. He felt a pull and shoved the attraction aside. Her situation was way too complicated and the last thing she needed was a hungry agent wanting to slide into her bed.

a third woman said while the rest of them watched the unfolding drama. It was obvious everyone was taking Kourtney’s side in this as it was simply the right thing to do. However, the strange woman wasn't ready to back down. With a haughty sneer, she quickly ripped off her big, dark shades, scarf, and cap, revealing her signature sunny-blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. The store immediately erupted into gasps and pin-drop silence, followed by the frantic whispers of women trying to grasp what just happened. “Tha—that’s Scarlet Thompson!” a voice finally broke through the shock, loud enough for everyone to hear.

She's some kind of influencer on I*******m, I used to follow her before I deleted it off my phone a few months ago, but Poppy still talks about her every once in a while. Rhode and I slide into our seats and I just so happen to end up next to Francesca. If I wasn't nervous before I'm definitely more nervous now that I'm sitting next to a literal i*******m model. She's quite stunning; perfect long blonde hair and bright blue eyes, her cheek bones are high and prominent and her skin is completely flawless. "We've all been so excited to meet you" She squeals as I sit down, giving my arm a gentle squeeze. The woman sitting beside her leans in and nods her head, her hair is a very similar colour

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.

That meant there would be no event where I end up tripping over them. I was grateful for that. My makeup was both light and breathtaking, doing its utmost best to blend my scar into my natural skin tone and failing miserably. I loved the makeup even still, as it was one of the privileges that I was denied in my life as Ava. Besides, the makeup really wasn't bad. My hair was done simply, with the aim to keep it out of my face as much as possible. "Luna?" Lyanna called again. "I fear that we really might anger the Alpha if we delay any longer."