Eyelashes Drawing Novels & Stories

I smelled the marker after opening it. God! How much do I adore that scent? Biting my lower lip in concentration, I drew a face resembling mine on his chest, near his heart. Mom always said I had the drawing ability of a four-year-old, and when I look at my masterwork, I don't disagree. The nose was shaped like a 'c,' and one eye was small and the other was large, both without lashes or a brow. My first thought for hair was wavy, but it turned out curly. Whatever it is, it is more than enough to agitate him.

When she put down her lipstick, she saw eyeliner on one side. She looked for a moment, reached out, took the other eyeliner, lifted her chin, and began to draw. He likes her with a little longer eyeliner. Yesterday, because of those photos, he replied to her so quickly. Very quickly, finished eyeliner, the corners of her eyes were very long, she narrowed her eyes, really a bit charming. Outside the door was unlocked. Anne Jenner stood up, put down her eyeliner, went to the door, Edward Mitchell was exactly at the door changing his shoes, he lifted his eyelids to look at her.

The bottom was a picture of two people, but it looked strange, with only two circles for the head and ten straight lines forming the shape of the body and limbs. Turns out she was just focusing on drawing this. - You and me? – He pointed at himself, then pointed at her and asked. - Right. - She smiled and replied. Under the flickering candlelight, her innocent eyes twinkled like stars in the sky, and her smile was as bright as the sun, reminding him of his ex. Eirlys also drew him and her. He still hung the painting in the middle of the drawing room, not destroying it. - Okay, Lucasta, now I'll teach you how to draw. Come with me.

Standing next to a smaller wolf with brown fur and a flower in her mouth. "That's me," Lila said, pointing to the smaller wolf. "And that's him. We're friends." I smiled despite everything. "Okay. Come sit." --- Lila climbed onto the bed. Sat cross-legged at Kael's feet. Held up the drawing so he could see it if he opened his eyes. "This is for you," she said. "I colored your eyes silver because Ellie said that's what they look like when you're being brave." Kael didn't move.

Instantly my mouth drop open. " Is it good ? ", He asks a bit nervously. " It's...Ethan...it's too g..good.", I say. His lips bunch into wide smile after a second. " Really ?", he asks with shining eyes. I couldn't get any words to reply him. Cause I was overwhelmed seeing the drawing. I didn't expect him to draw my eyes this beautifully. He has drawn the pupils so carefully. Perfect light blue irises with dark blue flakes and sapphire rings surrounding it, glowing in the light. The dark long eyelashes are traced perfectly and the curve of the eyes is magnificent. It looks original. It's so perfect.

A side of her face was behind the top and half of her face was visible to my eyes. I gulped hard when I started scanning the face. His pencil drew some strands of her small hair in front of her face. Putting the pencil aside, he then took a gray colored pencil. He colored the iris of her eyes as gray and my eyes widened when I almost recognised the face. Unable to bear it, I immediately banged my palm over the picture which earned his attention. “What the fuck you drew! Are you crazy?” I yelled at him, looking into his eyes. They held amusement and then his lips curved into a small smirk.

The other is different shades of lipstick and lip gloss from nude to the darkest red. Then palettes of eyeshadows, foundations and concealers. Colorful pencil liners and face powder. And a few others things I don't recognize. First, I fill in my eyebrows to make them slightly thicker. I apply a thin coat of eyeliner after applying brown and gold eyeshadow on my lids. The water stops running and the glass door opens. I try to focus on what I was doing. But standing in front of a mirror with him in the room reminds me of what we did in here less than twenty-four hours ago.

Then I sat in my vanity doing my makeup with more care than usual. I wore Foundation. And then a concealer for the dark circles that wouldn’t go away. A touch of blush. Mascara. And then I applied my eyeliner. The long, dramatic wing that made my eyes look bigger and gave me that sharp, put-together look. I studied my reflection. The eyeliner was perfect. Sharp lines that extended just past the outer corners of my eyes, giving them an almost cat-like appearance. My hair was next. I grabbed my curling iron and worked through sections, creating loose waves that fell past my shoulders.

She’d gained some weight recently, filling out where she needed to, yet her waist remained incredibly slim. After freshening up, she sat at her vanity to apply some light makeup. Her skin was fair, and she didn’t need much—just a touch of lipstick. Her eyelashes were thick and long. A quick curl with an eyelash curler made them look like two butterflies perched above her eyes, casting beautiful shadows on her eyelids. Women don’t like to be disturbed when they’re getting ready. Percival went downstairs and waited. A few minutes later, Eulalia came down.

Then he really is sweet as sugar. His thin peach lips are carved like a dolls. The upper lip dips in a little deeper than the lower does, very daintily. His slanted eyes are charismatic. He has dark set of eyelashes, not very thick, aligning under his closed eyelids. His eyebrows has a slightest arch towards the end. He is really handsome.