Gina Carano Feet Novels & Stories

Every note she sang bounced back from a thousand screaming fans. At the front row, Naya and Gina stood frozen, their faces a mix of disbelief and rage. “How come?” Naya muttered under her breath, eyes narrowing. “Am I hallucinating?” “She’s wearing the same boots,” Gina hissed. “The same damn boots we destroyed!” Naya’s throat went dry. “But we cut the heels off. How is she even walking?” “Magic, maybe,” Gina sneered, flipping her sleek blonde hair off her shoulder. “Or luck. Damn, she’s always too lucky.”

Anathea placed her hand on his arm and stepped out of the car slowly. As they stepped onto the red carpet, every camera turned toward them. Gregory wore a perfectly tailored black casual suit. His black patent leather shoes with red soles made his legs look even longer. On his ring finger, a single ring sparkled under the lights with a luxurious gleam. Anathea wore a cornflower blue velvet gown, subtly shimmering under the lights. Her shoes were a pair of black Roger Vivier Bouquet Flower Babies stilettos, adorned with a circle of white diamond flowers, which enhanced her elegant and noble air.

CeCe said, staring at Elena who was standing in front of the mirror. "Really?" Elena asked. "Yeah, I'm sure guys will go crazy tonight when they see you" Carina said and Elena smiled. She was wearing a short strapless black gown that had a small slit which gummed her body like a glue, bringing out all her curves, she was putting on black boots and her hair was let down, the makeup she had on was light but still hot. "You both are also looking good, did you guys plan for us to wear the same color?" Elena asked.

Gina's POV As I returned to my dressing room, I heard voices. “This was your suggestion. Now I get to be compared with her,” I recognized the voice as that of Caro. She sounded frustrated. “Why blame me? You should thank me. Do you think you would have been able to hold the stage if you had performed after GG?” My steps unconsciously stopped when I heard my name. “What do you mean by that?” Caro sounded furious.

It even gave me curves which I didn't really have. My eyes drifted downwards, glancing at the pair of high heels that completed the outfit. I had never been fond of heels because they provided zero stability for me. But Carrie insisted, claiming they were a necessary accessory for tonight's gala. Anxiety flickered in my eyes as I imagined the possibility of tripping over those unfamiliar shoes. The thought of stumbling in front of a crowd of people sent a shiver down my spine.

I assured and walked over to the dressing table. I sat down in front of the mirror and began to fix my face up-a little bit of eye pencil, some blusher, concealers to cover the hickey someone had seared on my neck with his cannibalistic teeth-a dash of light lipstick, and nude eye shadow, and I was done. My shoes were stored in the other part of the room. I walked over and picked up the pair of Giuseppe Zanotti black Nirvana serpent anklet heels Gwen had gifted me and then slipped them on my feet.

This cheeky, unfiltered dynamic seemed to be par for the course between us. By the time Gina had picked the perfect dress - a shimmering confection of molten gold mesh and sinful lace tailored to hug my curves - my earlier shyness had melted away completely. I was able to relax into the easygoing rapport we were building. "Okay, accessory time!" Gina clapped her hands together as we sauntered to the shoe department. Her eyes instantly honed in on a pair of gem-encrusted stilettos that screamed wealth and sophistication.

Zara didn’t like this kind of spotlight, knowing the kind of rumors that could easily spread, especially since they would be working together for a very long time, and Ace was also ‘engaged’. ‘He knows just how to annoy me.’ she thought to herself, shutting her eyes to hold in the embarrassment. Gina was vexed, but now wasn't the time to dwell on it. It was the time to act. Her lips curved into a smirk as she studied Zara's movement. With a practiced ease, she ‘stumbled’ forward, the sharp heel of her shoe pressing down hard on Zara’s big toe. “Ouch…” Zara groaned as a sharp pain spiraled into her already aching head.

Then, he snuffed out the cigarette, opened the door, and left. Gianna put some thought into her appearance and applied makeup. She wore a beautiful suspender skirt. She had calmed down after she had an entire night to dwell on her mind. She knew Gwynn had left Gerlandia. Now that Noah was down in the dumps, it was her duty to treat him with affection. So, she put on Carmen by Georges Bizet. She fought through the pain and fitted a prosthetic leg for her left foot. Then, she tenderly invited him to have a dance with him.

“Mademoiselle, I brought the stilettos you ordered me to bring. After putting her silver Serpenti earrings from Bvlgari, she faced Theodore and slightly moved her ball gown’s skirt up, revealing her bare feet. Theodore slightly bowed and kneeled in front of her and showed the five stilettos. She silently looked at the stilettos, trying to match those on her gown. After a minute, she chose the white stilettos with white feathers on the toe part and crystals that wraps the ankle. She gave it to Theodore and the latter gently held her foot and wear it for her.