Novel & Cerita Characters With Red Lipstick

Well, it's a bit awkward to say she's overtime when the clock hasn't hit 8 PM yet. Anyway, that scaredy cat boy was willing to hide in the toilet to prank Kate. 'She must be surprised tonight as she doesn't imagine I'm still here. Her surprised expression must be adorable too, haha.' Havie blushed. It was like that whenever he thought of Kate. That woman never fails to give him butterflies. After waiting for thirty minutes, just before the watch hit 8 PM, Kate appeared in the basement area. Havie noticed that Kate is putting purple lipstick on her lips, unlike the usual soft color she put on. She sometimes does that. But every time she do that, he feels bothered.

Katherine pov .... The makeup girl dabbed the last touch of highlighter on my cheekbone, but I’d already tuned her out. My hand reached for the lipstick instead—deep wine red. I dragged it across my lips slowly, deliberately, my reflection staring back at me from the mirror.

My head snapped in the direction to see two men standing in the corner of the room. The room seemed to be made of smoke that would shift and change if I looked too closely at it. The man who spoke was beautiful, achingly so. He was tall, with golden hair and skin. His face was flawless and almost too perfect. His eyes were a fiery cold green and what drew all my attention to him were the ethereal white wings spreading from his back.

"Red lipstick works best. We'll wear masks. There's nothing to show off other than the pretty eyes and sexy lips we have." But that was Anna's decision. Even with her rather rough grip, the chatty girl is capable of sprinkling a sexy shade of red on Pandora's lips. Lips that were not symmetrical between the two sides—Pandora had the appearance of thicker and more voluminous lips at the bottom. And that is the truth of Kingston's favorite. "Perfect!" "You're so perfect." "I think king kong, ah I mean Mr. Nolan can drool when he looks at you."

The color and everything about it suits him perfectly. “Don’t flatter me,” he chuckles as he wraps his arms around me, kissing my forehead. “No kisses on the face,” Isla quickly says from behind. “What?” he asks, confused, as he turns to look at her. “You’ll ruin the makeup!” she explains. He returns his gaze to me, his eyes focused on my lips. “I can try not to smudge the makeup on your face, but I don’t care about the lips. The sexy red lipstick has to go before the end of the night,” he mind-links me.

She tried swiping her upper lash but ended up blinking in the process and staining her face. Fuck! She swore under her breath and threw the mascara on the table again. From the corner she heard Sarah giggle. "What the hell is funny?" She turned to face her friend angrily, "Why are you laughing?" Sarah continued giggling as she got the full view of Red's face when she turned. Her face was a masquerade like mess. Badly drawn out eyebrows with foundation plastered badly all over her face, it wasn't even her shade. She had mascara staining her lids. Her contouring and bronzer were all in the wrong places and she had on a dramatic bright red shade of lipstick.

You have to. I grabbed my makeup brush, dusting powder across my face as I stared at my own reflection. My eyes looked too wide, my lips too tight. I needed to calm down. But how could I? This wasn’t just some party—I was setting a trap. A dangerous one. I reached for my lipstick, twisting it up with shaky fingers. Cherry Red. Bold. Attention-grabbing. The kind of color that made men stop and stare. I glided it over my lips, pressing them together, watching how the color deepened.

I coax. She takes the lipstick from my hand and pops off the cap. I watch from inches away as she glides the end along her top and then bottom lip. It’s dark red and sexy as hell. She presses her lips together and rubs them against each other in a practiced move I’m sure she’s done a million times. Why this fascinates me so much is beyond me. Fuck, she’s impossible to resist and I stop fighting it.

“Shit. Princess, I’m sorry. I should have noticed you before.” Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. “What color was that lipstick?” Leia looked at me curiously, “burgundy.” “So red?” Leia shook her head. “It’s dark red, purplish color. Like fucking wine.” “You go sleep, I’ll shower okay?” Leia yawned and nodded.

said Nancy, smiling. "Light make-up is fine but the lipstick should be red," said Anusha as Ria gasped. "What happened?" Asked Nazia, surprised. "Not red!" Ria almost screamed. "Why not? It matches with your sari too," said Nancy. "Are you crazy? Red on red, how will it look?" "Yes, Ria is right. Red lipstick will be too much," said Anusha, agreeing with Ria. "But red lipstick attracts everybody," said Nazia, trying her best to convince everyone.