Dani Divine No Makeup Novels & Stories

Anna, I have stitches behind my ear. I have concealer and a very good highlight. come. I look like I lost a fight. Because you DID lose a fight and you survived it so we’re celebrating. I'll do your makeup myself. COME.* I stared at the ceiling for another three seconds. I got up and opened my closet. I found something fitted and low-cut that I hadn’t worn in months, stepped into heels that I probably had no business wearing with bruised ribs, and went downstairs. Dani was on the couch.

Jory exclaims. I catch sight of what caused my friend’s outburst and I swear my jaw drops. The woman that is up on stage is not the girl we have been stalking for the last few years. No, the woman on stage looks seductive and sexy as hell. Her Raven locks are pulled back at the sides as the rest cascades down her back in waves of beautiful silk. Her face is done up to seduce, it’s calling out to the men in this crowd, and it’s working. I prefer her without the makeup on, but I can’t deny that she looks like a fucking sex Goddess. She isn’t wearing the same boring color as the other girls. No, her outfit is a beautiful purple that makes her eyes pop, especially in this lighting.