Hawks Eyeliner Novels & Stories

Nora laughed, holding her hand out for the bag. “Ugh fine. I guess I will count my blessings.” Joel said giving up. Nora laughed, taking the bag from Joel and ducking back into the bathroom. She empty the bag onto the counter, glitter eyeshadows spilled out from the bag, along with every other makeup item you could think of. Nora shook her head and found the black eyeliner and mascara. She outlined the top and bottom lid of her eyes.The black eyeliner made her honey eyes stand out even more. She then applied a gracious amount of mascara. She was shocked at how much of a difference that little bit made. She looked down at the make up Joel had put out for her. She saw all sorts of lip colors.

“Thank you so much.” The next few hours passed in a blur. Bella took charge of my hair, curling it into soft waves that cascaded down my back, while Lily worked her magic with makeup, enhancing my features with subtle silver eyeshadow and dainty moons and stars painted around my eyes with white eyeliner—so tiny they were barely noticeable unless you were standing close, but made it appear as if my eyes were shimmering from afar.

Olivia then lightly dusted some pressed powder onto my skin, which gave it a natural-looking rosy tint. Next, Olivia turned her attention to my eyes. She applied a bold dark blue kohl liner and then sealed it in place with eyeliner. Olivia then created a smoky eye effect using a dark eye shadow, added some mascara to my lashes, and finished off the look with a long-lasting nude pink lip gloss. When I finally caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror, I was absolutely stunned by the complete transformation. I felt like I could easily grace the front cover of a high-end fashion magazine.

Atop my head perched an elegant crystal tiara, a touch of regal charm. As my gaze traced down, gratitude swelled upon seeing Bernadette's artistry with makeup. She had chosen a restrained palette, highlighting my features in the most delicate manner. My eyelashes, darkened by mascara, seemed to stretch towards the heavens. Lips painted in a soft shade of red exuded a natural allure, and my eyelids shimmered with a hint of sparkly light brown. The eyeliner, a deep maroon, added a touch of mystique to my gaze, which gleamed with the chosen hues, enhancing my emerald irises.

She moved quickly but her deliberate strokes gave me the impression that she was creating a plan or a vision specifically for me. Then the eyes. To create a warm smoky effect Monica applied a delicate golden shimmer to my eyelids and blended it into a rich deep brown. She created the ideal cat-eye flick by applying a thin line of eyeliner along my upper lash line and I hardly recognized the face in the mirror. The next step was mascara which darkened my lashes and gave my eyes a pop I hadnt seen in a long time.

Then I traced the pencil along my bottom lashes and blended again. W3ll People Expressionist Liquid Eyeliner is the inkiest, sexiest black, and it doesn’t move once it sets. That's why I used it, because I would definitely be doing a lot of dancing and sweating so I didn't want something that would go down with my sweat.

- These words were ringing in his ears. Adrija stood there staring at him. Shiv's eyes bore into her as he observed her. Her delicate eyebrows were like a painting which was highlighted by the golden eyeshadow and her eyelashes were long coated with layers of mascara as she blinked several times. Her eyes were crystal clear, pointed with a single stroke of blue eyeliner.

At twenty-nine, I should be used to the fact that my hair has its own personality. With my curls done, I move on to the next ritual: perfume. I pick one with jasmine and vanilla. A fragrance that makes me feel powerful without being too loud. Then, I open my makeup case. Today, I won’t skimp on self-care. I start with the basics: a light foundation, concealer where it’s needed, a soft blush on my cheeks. Finally, the most delicate step: eyeliner. I take the liquid liner with the precision of a surgeon. I draw the first line slowly, following my lash line. It comes out pretty. Thin. Slightly winged at the corner. Exactly how I wanted.

Luna Sara had sent the hair stylist and makeup artist to my parent’s house with a message that she couldn’t wait to see me all dressed up. After my hair was styled in a loose low bun, she pulled some hair around my face for the delicate look she explained with a smile. “You have such a beautiful face, Luna. We must showcase it, especially your eyes.” The make-up artist chose colours to accentuate my eyes, using blue and brown hues, determined to create a look to kill, as she joked. She finished my eyes, applying the eyeliner, for a cat-eye look, and adding black volume and curl mascara to my long eyelashes. The blush and lipstick gave my face a glamorous look.

I asked for what seemed like the 100th time. "Why's your ass so eager?" she laughed. " Move one more time and you'll have a score to settle with me for ruining this shit" "Ughhh..." I trailed off instead of murmuring the words that impatiently rang in my head. After a few minutes, I felt her hands leave my face and the words " Ta-da!!" excitedly leave her lips and my eyes flew open in anticipation. "Tanaaaaa! My eyes look like they could steal souls" I squealed as I admired the open-winged eyeliner she drew skillfully with a pretty little heart resting just above the upper wings of my eyelids.