Blue Sky Nails Lowry Novels & Stories

Then the first strip came off, I screamed. Monica cackled. “Oh, this is fantastic.” Cherry handed me a stress ball. “Focus on Greece. Focus on Greece.” By the time it was over, I felt like a polished seal. Smooth, traumatized, and slightly proud. We moved to the nail section, and I sank into the massage chair while the technician examined my hands. “No,” Monica said immediately. “No neutral beige. She needs Greece nails.” “What are Greece nails?” I asked. Cherry held up a palette. “Ocean blue. Maybe a touch of gold.”

I was a Luna Queen. The makeup artist, a young woman with expertly applied makeup herself, began her work. She applied a lightweight foundation that matched my skin perfectly, accentuating my fair complexion without masking my natural skin tone. This was followed by a blush that imparted a rosy glow to my cheeks, making my blue eyes pop. For the eyes, she chose a soft smoky look, which further amplified their azure depth. A few coats of mascara, and my eyes transformed into mesmerizing pools of sapphire. The makeup was completed with a pink lipstick that felt feather-light on my lips, giving them a naturally flushed look.

Golden locks cascaded down her shoulders as she beamed at the camera. A shiver raced down my spine as I clicked on the photo album, flipping to the date of my birthday. That night, Chase told me he was busy. He was so occupied with dealing with a batch of arms that he couldn't call me—and I believed in him. But the photo before me said otherwise. He was with Lucille at the most prestigious private club in Montagne, picking out a diamond necklace and holding a glass of champagne for her. I had never seen this side of him.

Bryant says. “Very good.” I tell him. Blue squeezes my hand and nods in Bryant’s direction. “Thank you for all your assistance.” I tell Bryant. “Of course, sir.” The car goes silent and my eyes drift down to where Blue’s hand is in mine on my lap. I turn them over so that her’s are on top of mine and I unlink our fingers. Her hand goes flat the same time mine does and I see how small her are compared to mine. I also notice she has her nails painted some crazy color of orange. When did she do that? She bends her fingers at the knuckle and taps her fingers on my palm before dancing them down so that our finger tips are aligned. I’m not sure what she’s doing but I also can’t stop watching it. I

Upon finishing from his side, Jonathan moved towards Iris who was trembling like a leaf under the heated gaze of Leonard. "Iris, now you would repeat whatever I would say." She turned her gaze down when Jonathan's eyes matched her. She was not going to let that happen so easily. It shouldn't be like this. "I, Iris Lockwood....... " Jonathan started to speak the phrase that Iris had to repeat before Leonard would mark her under the Blue Moon. This was the one-time opportunity that Leonard would get at that moment. If he would fail to mark her that day, he had to wait for a long to get it. That would be a risk on his part too. In case Iris's previous owner returns and has already left an impre

she narrows her eyes at me and it this point I’m totally confused, she a brunette, why would she want to color her hair? I don’t tell her that my nature doesn’t allow for anything unnatural to stick on my body, so this is infact the true color of my hair. Neither do tattoos nor piercings, it just heals up after a shift or in the case of hair dyes, it falls out like old dried paint on a wall, or returns to our natural state after a shift. If not I would have dyed my hair a long time ago and be done with all this bother. When I get back to the spa area, I see that Mile is getting her nails done

I thank her for the extra attention Trinity gave me so I will make sure I leave her an extra tip. Merigold and I are sitting in special chairs in the manicure room now. Merigold is helping me pick out some nail polish while we soak our feet. Even that feels like heaven right now. “ Lilly I have narrowed it down to two polishes for you. I have an ice blue or we can go with carnation pink. Which one do you want?” Merigold asks. I think about the outfit I asked Anna to make for the stage and make my choice. “ I think I will go with the ice blue.” The manicurist, Maykala, is working on my nails. Trimming, filing, buffing. Whatever else they do while I lean back and relax. Merigold and I were tal

"But Sarah's really stunning now." "Yeah, lots of people in our circle want to pursue her." "Remember last month's charity gala?" "Of course, she wore that royal blue evening gown and danced the opening dance." "The way her skirt twirled when she spun was mesmerizing..." Henry certainly remembered. That night Sarah was extremely happy. She kept talking to him non-stop, showing off her new dance steps. Charlotte suddenly pushed the door open. "Henry."