Blue Moon Beauty Works Novels & Stories

Ana's POV: The day that I couldn't wait for has arrived. In case you don't know, it's Homecoming! I take my exquisite dress out and the pair of devil heels that Alex gifted me. If you saw me right now, you would have heard me squealing for sure. I change into my dress and take the heels downstairs to aunt's room with me and seat myself at her 'GLAM STATION', also called as dressing area by normal people, except aunt Sara. I free my hair from the ponytail and wait for aunt Sara to return with her products. Just like that, aunt Sara returns with the curling rod and her makeup products.

She had painted a picture in her head of what Liam was actually like and she needed to know if she was a good artist or not. "Well, there isn't much to say. I work with a cosmetology company. It's called Cosmoline, you have probably heard of it." "Wait! Are you talking about the company that produced the most authentic and original hair and skin care products that gives a radiant and lushly glow?" "Yep, that's the one." "Oh my God, I love that company. Yeah, Bethany and I use almost all of your products and it's really good." "Well, yes. I don't want to start this by lying, so, truth is, I kind of own the company."

Emma wanted to greet a warrior friend, so Ada made her way to the bar. Once a new flute of champagne was in her hands, a voice, a husky familiar voice whispered in her ear, “You know, all alcohol is from Blue Moon clan, right?” She had ignored the emails about this event so that fact had escaped her. Blue Moon clan was known for their restaurants and alcohol production. They had always known how to produce same spirits with triple alcohol percentage compared to regular human drinks. Their brochures even spoke of a legend of Moon Goddess herself teaching the secrets to one of their ancestors. An image of the beautiful goddess stomping a bucket of grapes with her bare feet was on all of their

Should I attend the Blue Moon Ball and start looking for my mate? As soon as my shift ended, I made my way to FarFetch Fashion. Although Jill and I hadn’t spoken much recently, I always knew where to find her. She was always busy working on designs, and today was no exception. With only 3 days left before the Blue Moon Ball, and as a senior designer, she was swamped with orders. I didn’t see her when I first entered the shop, but I knew she was here. A cute blonde, who looked to be about 16 years old, sat behind the register. “Can I help you?”

I'm not sure what the advantages of the man who is always glorified by the entire campus are; besides his handsome face, what else does he have? Ah, let me introduce myself; my name is Jasmine Smith. There is nothing special about me; it's just that my family is quite rich, so my life feels very easy. I can get anything I want. But somehow, my life feels bland. Maybe because I have too much money, I no longer have the motivation to get something.

she urged. I was having a huge brainstorm and it was bliss. I carefully curated a palette of shimmering whites, creams, and pale grays, evoking the moon's gentle glow. “Okay,” I said, surprised by my creativity that evening. I had a flashback of my night with Xavier under the moon. “Why don't we throw in some blue?” I thought. I added a hint of iridescent blue, like the moon's subtle shimmer in the night sky. The colors seem to shift and change as the light catches them, just like the moon's phases.

I went for a facial with my bestie, Tanya Tomlinson, at a beauty salon that went viral online recently. Just as we stepped foot in that salon, we were immediately greeted by good-looking six-foot-tall hunks. A man in a black suit who resembled a celebrity approached us. He addressed Tanya like they were old friends. "Tanya, it's been a while. Are you here for a facial or hairdo?" Tanya flicked her sexy wavy curls and smirked at the man. "I'm here for a facial. This is my best friend, Daphne Monterey. She's here for the first time. I'll entrust her to you."

I knew she was here. It was now beyond her scent. I could feel it. I could taste it on my lips. Mine. I crushed the thought before it could fully form. Annie sat across the room with Balor, in the obvious and noticeable part of the pub. But that wasn’t Annie. She hated being the center of attention. There was no way on earth Balor could know that. She was in a blue dress – the one I’d gotten for her on her last birthday. It slipped off one shoulder, her ginger curls falling down her back and framing her face. She looked like a wild flower. The only problem was that I didn’t think she knew that. Annie looked too young to be here, too beautiful to be let out.

said the billionaire beauty. "But I've been groomed three times since I came Chicago," replied Bessie. Billina let out a low chuckle as she said, "Not as I wanted. Now, you will groom like a Bernand." After two hours when Besora was groomed by the magicians Billina has called, she was ready at last. "Surprise me, Tedd," Billina said to the makeup artist who replied, "Close your eyes. Let Tedd move some wands."