Blue Lizard Sheer Face Novels & Stories

“Sorry. I just... none of these are right.” There’s a moment of silence. Then Jon’s voice, soft. “We’ll wait. Take your time.” But whoever said I want to continue though... I close my eyes. Breathe, Aurora, Breathe. In the far back corner of the boutique, I spot something. It’s tucked away, hidden behind layers of tulle and rhinestones. I pull it out. The fabric is soft, iridescent but not flashy. The color shifts between silver and midnight blue depending on the light. The bodice is structured, delicate embroidery swirling like vines across the sides. The skirt flows, simple and elegant, like water in motion.

Wow! I hate pink but it's looking so pretty with peach. The blouse felt heavy when I held it after a shower. It's embroidered with silver and pink thread, white, pink and peach stones. The blouse is laying perfectly with my curves. It has broad strips. I can feel the heaviness of my skirt when I hold it in my both hands and lift it slightly up.

Compared with lead-based white powder, which no matter how fine it is, it will whiten your face without leaving traces of thick gouache, and it also has a natural jasmine fragrance that lasts for a long time. She originally planned to ask her father, Joseph, to take it to the rich lady who bought her rouge to see if she could sell it for two silver coins to ease her family's dilemma after finishing building the house. When she saw that Iris was going to catch it, she naturally refused to let it go, her expression changed, and she wanted to get it back. Seeing that Selena was about to grab her hand again, Iris deliberately tilted her arm and swept half of the boxes and bottles on the dresser

A couple of thick scents I immediately recognize to be sandalwood and roses envelope the entire room. Just a few steps away from the bathing chamber, there is a vanity table and two chairs all made from lapis lazuli. I am very familiar with that deep blue color and markings because back in Velmira, lapis lazuli is one of our most abundant natural resources that we mine and use in building so many things in the palace and for business export. The vanity table contains varieties of bottles and brushes that I don't bother counting them. Everything in this room is opulent. Indulgent and yet makes me feel at home. Someone curated everything in this room with care as if trying to say: ‘You may not

Once the meticulous application of her makeup was complete, Olivia was gently guided back to the main floor of the boutique, where the three selected dresses awaited her. Each dress, a masterpiece in its own right, hung from the silver rack with an air of tantalizing elegance. The first dress that caught Olivia's eye was a concoction of brilliant blues, reminiscent of the midnight sky. Crafted from cascades of ethereal silk chiffon, it boasted a structured bodice encrusted with an array of sapphire and aquamarine crystals, their facets catching the soft light and reflecting back hues of azure and indigo. The skirt of the gown spilled out like a waterfall, the delicate layers of fabric rippli

“Well, I’m Sebastian. And you?” His smile widened as he introduced himself, birthing beautiful cheekbones and lightening up the most gorgeous set of blue eyes Alex had ever laid his eyes on. “Blue.” “What?” “What?” Alex immediately looked up to a confused looking guy. “Your name’s Blue?” he confirmed. “Oh, that,” realization finally hit Alex. “Yes, it is. Blue, that’s my name.” “Nice meeting you then, Blue.” “Same here,” Alex finally smiled at him. “Sebastian.”

Her face was not as round anymore, but heart shape. She had high cheekbones and a button nose placed neatly over full lips. Her eyes were a deep emerald green before, framed by long, sooty lashes. Beforehand her eye color was light teal. Her hair was pure silk, cascading down to the middle of her back like an inky black waterfall, which was also very new; there was no way Damien and Cora wouldn't notice that his hair had grown several inches overnight.

Mother, I have no wish to play the spoiled princess, but I absolutely cannot stand this fabric next to my skin any longer! "The young lady is right, Amethyst. The fabric has yet to be treated and softened and is rather itchy." Stepping back, the seamstress crossed her arms and appeared to be in deep concentration, when she suddenly snapped her fingers. "I know. I have a bolt of the same material that has been cleaned and treated for softness and is a lovely shade of pale blue." Turning, she left the room and came back with a bolt of beautiful material. The pale blue was almost sparkling. When Violet, the seamstress got closer, she realized why. It was shot through with very fine threads of g

V. A smile lights up my face. Then the back of my eyes burn, shame and guilt slamming into me full force. I haven’t been kind to him, have I? Leila meows, as if confirming my thoughts. Inside the box is beautiful deep blue evening dress. It’s thin strapless, has an open back with pearl chains in the center and a gathered neckline. The material shimmers, soft to the touch and luxurious. The finest silk I've ever seen. There’s a pair of heels, a purse, and a matching set of diamond and sapphire jewelry.