Goddess Fairy Makeup นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Nothing compared to the soul-shattering pain the contract gave her. {It is done. From now on, you can use the power of a fairy} Fairies were natural mages. They could use magic as easily as breathing, controlling the very essence of the world known as the world order. Mana and order existed in tandem, checking each other. If a person had the power of a fairy, they could become gods themselves since fairies were recognized as deities. “Thank you for recognizing my selfish request, fairy mother” {From now on, you can call me Madaline. I will heed your call whenever, Natalia}

The captivating color lightened as it crawled up from the hem, which cascaded to the floor. She looked like a fairy. It was difficult to rock in that color because it could make one appear older easily. Still, its silhouette perfectly matched her stature. It was as though it was custom-made for her. None of the bystanders could shift their gazes away from such a beauty. Her makeup was the icing on the cake. She had simple, glittery eye makeup done. And her lips were painted a soft rosy hue. Her hair was braided, making her look cute and youthful. She looked lovable and sweet.

Oh, yeah, I forgot to share what I found out about them. "They're good. Look at their eyes. Dions are turning blue, and Melanthas are turning green. I bring out the rainbow in everyone. Maybe if we get enough colors, I can make everyone shoot Skittles out of their eyes." I giggle as everyone looks at me in disbelief. Sometimes, I even surprise myself. Who wouldn't want a skittle rainbow? "Are you sure, Miss Skittle fairy?" Rmina looks at Dion and Melantha suspiciously. "Yes, I'm sure, and I've decided since I am a fairy goddess who brings out the good in people, you have to bow to me, and this time, I won't take no for an answer," I say.

She said and I sat on the bed and she brought out her makeup kit and styled my hair, I didn't see all this with her, She always has everything planned I thought laughing. We both sat in silence as she painted my face for 30 minutes. She pulled out a mirror for me to see and I gasped out loud, this girl works magic I thought not even recognizing myself, She did very simple makeup with the perfect amount of mascara and eyeliner with nude lipstick, My hair was packed in a cute long ponytail that stopped at my mid-back. "Wow!" I whispered not even knowing what to say. "I know right, Call me Fairy Godmother," She said grinning at me and picking up her purse.

I agree that she does look gorgeous. She was dressed in an elaborate fairy costume. She is wearing a pastel chiffon gown with appliqued tulle overlay. She has a flower crown in her hair, which curls down her back, black and shiny. She has colorful and glittery makeup, giving her a magical, ethereal look when teamed with her creamy pale skin. “Wow,” Alec says to her. “You look so beautiful.” “Thank you.” She grins at him. “You look quite dashing yourself.”

There is a mirror right in front of them so she turned on her ring lights and start. The makeup artist named Zeenai is really good with her work because she finished in just thirty minutes making Fayha look like she is about to walk down a runaway. She looks epic with her subtle yet bold makeup making her already bold personality and face more bolder. Her eyes are winged with eyeliner, the long lashes beautifying the already charming slits. Her sage glitters took everyone's attention, then rolling down to the maroon lipstick applied to her lips, she looks gorgeous all in all.

All of turned to look at Marquee and Stasia. “I am a Fairy, like wings and all. I thought I was a Faited but if what Lord Mortifer says in true I am a Jester fairy.” Stasia stated. She turned around her back facing us. Her tattoo started moving, shimmering. The tattoo appeared to come to life. These huge iridescent wings come to life out of the tattoo. The wings were black with speckles of silver. True amazing. I had never met a fairy. Jester or Faited, not sure what that means. I honesty thought they were of fairytales.

And all the while, I want you to be a good little girl and call me Sir. Duration – 5 hours. Proposal price – £1600. User 677 isn’t one for niceties, that much is obvious. He steps aside to let me pass, and eyes me up like I’m just a toy for his amusement. Nothing more. He’s right, I guess. I’m Beverlyhere – the goth girl who’s going to take his cock in her ass hard and rough, and call him Sir for five hours straight. Time to get in the zone. I shrug my coat off, draping it over the back of a chair so he can see me in my full glory. I give him a little curtsy, holding the ruffles of my tutu, and use the word of the night for the very first time.

With exquisite peach-toned makeup and delicate floral hairpins, my cuteness, sweetness, and nobility were all displayed to perfection. Most importantly—my face. After cosmetic procedures and medical healing, I felt so beautiful that even plastic surgeons would praise me as a masterpiece on the operating table. The werewolf-specific healing drugs had accelerated my recovery far beyond that of ordinary people, making my beauty last even longer. I was a fairy now. Brenda, standing nearby, praised me with stars in her eyes. “Of course you look amazing! Directors of historical romance dramas would be lining up to ask you to star!” My smile must have reached the sky.

It matches the slim-fit, sleeveless dress, dominated by white satin with bright blue scales, a mermaid-like look. "Wow, it's very bright," I praised. "Of course, Miss Misya!" Miss Li nimbly picked up the applicator and began coloring my lips. The 30s woman, who always wore her hair in a bun, combined a pale base color with shades of dusk orange. "I purposely didn't apply heavy makeup to you. Since you've just experienced something extraordinary, I want you to be reborn with a radiant glow. Mermaid makeup is the perfect fit!" she exclaimed excitedly, her narrow eyes bulging.