Cute Werewolf Makeup Novels & Stories

she began. "How are you, today?" He inquired. "I'm okay," she found herself smiling. "You?" "I'll be okay only if you come over." Gina smiled, eyes wide. "Are you serious?" "Of course," he said. She could feel his smile in the voice. "I find it hard to believe." "Why?" How could she tell him that she thought he was the most handsome man in town? "Forget it. I'll come right away." Hanging up, she rushed to the bathroom and quickly washed her face. Stripping, she changed into a little black dress and flats. She went ahead to apply light make up. Grabbing her phone and purse, she went out of the house.

Today was the day she would address the Lockwood pack as their Luna, and she felt a mix of excitement and trepidation swirling within her. She reached for the small vial that had been gifted to her by Maximilian, her father-in-law. It contained a werewolf perfume crafted by witches, designed to mask her true nature and allow her to present herself as a true member of the pack, despite being wolfless. With a deep breath, she uncapped the vial and inhaled the rich, earthy scent. It was a blend of pine, musk, and something distinctly wild—an essence that spoke of strength and unity. She applied it carefully to her wrists and neck, feeling the magic of the potion envelop her. As the fragrance se

We both stopped and looked around we knew the scream came from the woods, we got off the ferris wheel and made our way into the woods. I sniffed the air and realised what the scent or should I say scents was. It was rouges. We started to run in the direction of the smell. When we got close enough I saw a girl around my age on the floor crying. She had blood on her face and her body from what I could see was badly bruised. There were about 15 wolves surrounding her and stalking her like she was their prey. Kyle instantly shredded his clothes and shifted into his big, midnight black, wolf.

I asked with narrowed eyes. “Of course!” She replied with a slightly displeased expression on her face. “I know what a werewolf looks like y'know.” She said. “I am sorry if you feel offended by my doubt but being able to transform at the young age of seven is simply unheard of.” I said with a sigh escaping my lips. “That might be true but I knew what happened to me so I am telling you right now, that I did learn how to control my wolf powers at the age of seven.” She said with a confident look.

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

She dropped onto all fours, arching her back so the men behind her probably had the perfect view of her ass and pussy while the men in front gawked at her tits. It wasn't the fact that she seemed like the main attraction or the fact that she was sexy in all sense of the word that caught my attention. Rather, it was her scent. The second she caught my scent, I watched her still. Her entire body grew rigid and the sultry smirk that once claimed her lips turned sour. I couldn't help but smirk at the sight of her visually searching the room until her eyes met mine. She used purple-colored lenses to cover up her true eye color and the purple lingerie she wore made me realize it was all part of he

Her pendant—two wolfsbane branches circling opposed helms—snapped and skittered across the gravel, spinning to a stop in a coppery smear. They dragged. She changed. The growl rose first—wet, subterranean—before the body followed. Bones unzipped and reset; sinew braided and surged; fur erupted through skin. In a breath, where Sara had been, a towering brown werewolf stood, eyes molten gold. Her left arm tore free. The blond didn’t even scream as her claws opened him face to gut, a red curtain dropping in one stroke. “The—fuck—RUN!” the big one choked. Three bolted, boots collapsing into slapstick panic. She didn’t chase.

I snorted a faint laugh. “Yeah, yeah, well your guards washed off my make up. You wanna stare at something pretty, go find another Rogue,” she said. “The make up was impressive,” I admitted. It had hidden the scars remarkably well. “I buy it from the humans,” she said. “Smells awful but they say beauty is pain.” “Do they?” I asked. “You have no idea what the she-wolves at that Ball went through, to make themselves appealing to you, do you?” the Rogue asked.

With steady hands, I unlocked a hidden drawer in my desk, revealing its contents: a gold-trimmed mask and a small crystal vial containing a viscous, wolfsbane-infused ceremonial essence. The mask gleamed in the dim light, its surface etched with ancient pack symbols of power and dominance. I caressed its smooth surface, feeling the familiar weight of my alternate identity. Next, I picked up the silver paintbrush lying beside the vial. With practiced precision, I dipped it into the moonstone-enhanced liquid and began to meticulously apply the substance onto my neck. The ancient symbols of the Night Alpha appeared on my skin as the liquid dried, forming a pattern that would be invisible to mos

I asked, finding it hard to believe. "Yeah, because I am one." Derek told an unbelievable truth... "No! You're a human like myself." Ilet go of my wooden spoon... "Really? Then tell me what happened last night was ordinary.". He left me to answer, but when I couldn't give any response, he continued, "Sarah, I am a Werewolf, but I am cursed, and I need an antidote to cure me from losing myself.". . He looked at Justin with a sad counterance. I wasn't understanding anything, and so I asked, "What curse? And what was the ritual for?".I asked him another question...