Blue Lizard Sheer Face Novels & Stories

Zurielle I wear a knee-length, flowy, maroon skirt and a sheer black, button up blouse. I tuck the blouse into the skirt, and wear a nude-coloured belt, around my small waist, and nude-coloured heels to match the belt. I pin my blonde hair up on one side. I apply some mascara and lipstick, and step back from the mirror to inspect myself, happy with how I look. I grab my handbag and head to Pure Fashion Industries.

Verosha said to herself as soon as she looked at herself over her full-sized mirror inside her walk-in closet within her master bathroom suite. Verosha’s business suit for the day looks smart enough to make everyone just follow a look when she passes by. She was just wearing her midnight blue blazer that has her unique lily flower lapel pinned on its collar and skirt with a unique vine design. For her inner were a pastel blue long-sleeve blouse and her footwear was a pair of black one-in-a-half-inch heels. She even leave her hair down since it was still not fully dry and it was making her more intimidating when she does that.

Cyrus replied confidently, "Yes, it's eyeshadow." "Wrong." Cyrus gave her another ten envelopes of money. She said, "This is a blush" George frowned. "It's obvious that there is also yellow in it." Sigrid explained quickly, "The yellow color is an orange shade of blush. There are also purple and light pink. However, they are all known as blush." George was speechless. Women were so troublesome. They were clearly yellow, purple and light pink. However, they only said that all of it was blush! What happened to the other three colors that got ignored? Why weren't those three colors included as well? It was so unfair!

Azzurra The dress. Fuck. It felt like liquid silk against my skin. I thought it was just simple but I was wrong. Blue, the color of a twilight sky just after the sun dips below the horizon. Beautiful. And expensive. The most expensive piece of fabric I’d ever touched. Hell, it probably cost more than my entire life up to this point. More than everything I owned combined, including the ratty old blanket my mother gave me before she… well, before she wasn’t around anymore. Before life went to shit.

Lyra POV "How about this one, Your Highness?" The store attendant held up another gown, pressing it flat against herself so I could see the full effect. It was royal blue — deep and rich, with a fitted bodice embroidered in golden thread that caught the light like scattered stars. The skirt fell in layers of flowing chiffon, soft enough to move with every step, structured enough to conceal the gentle swell of my stomach beneath its folds. "It'll accentuate your shape perfectly," she said, tilting it slightly. "And the blue will complement your skin beautifully."

“Look at her eyes...” “They're different... blue?” “It's more than blue... there's something purple in her irises.” “They're beautiful.” “They're... strange.” Mia blinked, confused, and then saw her reflection in the window of a nearby car. Her eyes were indeed different. They were a vivid blue, with a purple-lilac ring surrounding the iris. They were silver eyes. She knew it the moment she saw them. This wasn't just a reflection of the light or an emotional effect. It was real.

So I prepared myself to tell Stella the bad news about Blaire. “Ugh. How hard is it to find a pale yellow silk? Honestly. You’d think I was searching for the bloody holy grail. If that’s why you’re here, I’m on it. I just haven’t quite found the right supplier yet.” I smiled. I’d put Stella on the hunt for a pale yellow, soft silk fabric to use for Blaire’s final dress. Yellow fabric was notoriously hard to find, since it tended to skew too bright. I needed something soft and subtle, otherwise I risked having Blaire look like a banana in her dress.

Blaze couldn’t stop Bash from taking in another lungful of her enticing scent which consumed them whole. Noticing something absurd, Lilith’s heart skipped a beat in nervousness as she took in the stiffness in Blaze’s body. His eyes were wide and already shifting from silver to blue. Lilith watched as panic flashed across Blaze’s face for just a second before his body acted, slouching in pain and letting out a little groan of frustration. The light hairs on the skin of his arm all stood straight.

She has beautiful black skin, her lips are full and pretty and her braids are neatly done. I remember she loved to wear crop tops, pants, and sneakers. She's doing that right now. She's on a white tank top, blue skinny jeans, and black sneakers. She looks prettier than ever. I just wish the best for her. "Leslie Stone, they live around the woods." She says. I'm surprised that she manages to not make things look awkward, I'm doing a bad job right now. "Oh, you're friends with Blair Stone's older sister."

His icy gaze raked her from head to toe, taking in her dramatic change of appearance. Lydia turned around only long enough to realize what he was referring to, and then promptly spun back around. “A Mencia skirt, A-13 midnight black, thirty percent embellished black wool and sixty percent silk-blend crepe,” she rattled off immediately. “The top is a limited edition Llorona charmeuse silk, 304-C pale blue, with mother of pearl buttons and a Magnolia buckled belt to cinch at the waist. The shoes - well, they were part of the Sinful line of the Rutgers brand we were promoting last season, but I chose the best of what we had available.”