Effy Skins Fashion Novels & Stories

Sebastian exclaimed excitedly, as he gestured his right hand at Zoey's overall appearance. Zoey looked so absolutely different from before. Gone were her usual black outfits in long skirts and long sleeve blouses. Zoey was wearing a spaghetti strap dress, printed with colorful patterned flowers, with a high slit on the left thigh while her coat was hanging loosely on her arm. Zoey also looked fiercer now with her high heeled boots unlike her usual sneakers before. Most importantly, Zoey seemed much more confident about her skin patches now and doesn't seem bothered by the judging looks of other people around them. And lastly, Zoey wasn't wearing her old-fashioned, thick framed eyeglasses any

“You planned this, didn’t you?” “Obviously I did!.” The dresses were beautiful. Cotton, breathable, with intriguing patterns and bold color blocks of orange and yellow. The blue base was deep and rich, accented with mustard yellow and beige-orange paisley designs that felt both traditional and modern. Pelins eyes sparkled. “Manolya, we cannot pass up such a perfect photo opportunity in Ephesus.” I looked at us in the mirror. We were both smiling. Not the careful, post-trauma smile we’d both been wearing. A real one.

She explained. "Seems to be working, mind sharing your ...recipe" Ho Seok asked, genuinely interested. "What works on my skin might not work for you. Although I'm willing to tweak it a little to suit you. So! What can you offer hot stuff?" She winked flirtatiously, Effie was back on her game. "A lot. I can offer a lot." Ho Seok winked back. "Now baby boy you need to be more specific. I don't to shady deals." Effie replied in a sultry tone.

Effie immediately begins to fill her basket with expensive oils. Zanele remains silent, her hands clasped, browsing the shelves. "Boss, are you not going to pick anything for your own skin?" Effie asks, a hint of embarrassment in her tone. "I have no use for these," Zanele replies, her voice steady. Her hyper-realistic mask is a fabrication, and her true skin—the skin of a Moonfang—never breaks or blemishes. She requires no artifice to hide her natural beauty. "Here, mistress! This is our most potent concealment balm. It is formulated to hide every single one of those unsightly freckles on your skin. Allow me to apply a sample."