Hawks Eyeliner Novels & Stories

They applied a little bit of a concealer around her eyes to hide the dark circles, lines and other eye imperfection. They proceeded with applying light chocolate brown color around her eye crease to create some depth to make it look like deep sets of eyes. The used white eye liner and applied light on her upper eyelid and a half of her lower eye lid and shaded it with silver shimmer. They applied a thin black eyeliner and made a small line downward from her eye ends to make it look like doe eyes. Then they went for a light brown shade and applied it below her eyes to enhance her ayego sal to make her eye look even more bigger and blended everything with perfection.

Biting my lip, I looked up, hoping she would understand. “Alright. Let’s get to work.” My face was her canvas and she was an artist. I was afraid that everything she was doing would feel like there were inches upon inches of makeup on my face, but after an hour and a half, I had a brand new look and it was fantastic. Bright blue eyeshadow where I normally had deep black with shimmery pink on my inner eyelid spreading over the blue. A bit of silver shimmer was placed in the inner corner of my eye and under my lower eyelashes. Black eyeliner was applied and black mascara. She even curled my lashes.

Her beautiful eyes were smeared with eyeliner and Kajal. Why had she started looking more beautiful all of a sudden? Was she making extra efforts in getting ready? But Why?

“Smokey eye. Eyeliner. Red lips. Let’s make you a dark, seductive queen.” A real smile tugs at the corner of my lips. That sounds like armor. That sounds like power. She sees it. She winks and instantly gets to work.

I took in a deep breath and nodded yes, and she slowly spun me around in the chair that some of the men brought in for this occasion. Looking in the mirror, I could not believe my eyes, Lina, the makeup artist did a natural look on my face, so as to leave the feel of not much makeup on. My eyes are done up with a smokey grey look, highlighting the almond shape of my eyes, and my lashes look longer and fuller than they ever had, but not so long that they look fake.

I should appreciate his growth. "Come in," I say, and Chelsea enters like a small tornado of energy. Her excitement feeds my own as we begin to doll me up. We decide on an elegant low bun, and we leave a few curled pieces out to frame my face. When we move to make-up, I tell her to stick to browns and blacks. I like a very natural smokey cat-eye. I don't particularly like bright colors against my brown eyes. When she is done with my eyeliner and eyeshadow, I curl my lashes. We finish the look with a bright red lip that matches my new red high heels.

Emilia paused to ask me "If he can't wait then he can head back," I said with a smile, I am using this to get back at him to make myself feel better. Next, she moved on to my eyes, wanting to create a soft and romantic look. She opted for warm tones to complement my outfit. She began by applying a peachy eyeshadow on my eyelids, blending it upwards towards my crease for a subtle gradient effect. Then, she added a touch of shimmer to the inner corners of my eyes to make them pop. She carefully lined my upper lash line with a thin winged liner, accentuating my eyes without making them too dramatic. Finally, she curled my lashes and applied a few coats of mascara to add length and volume.

Her neck glistens, capturing the light with a captivating shine. I can't take my eyes off her. Her sharp chin and visible oval jawline perfectly frame her face, accentuating her beauty. Her love-shaped lips, adorned with a baby pink lip gloss, invite me in with a gentle allure. As my gaze travels upward, I notice her thick eyelashes, delicately framing her mesmerizing eyes. The baby pinkish glittering eye shades she's wearing add a touch of magic, enhancing the sparkle in her gaze.

she whispered, making Fatima a little afraid of what she’ll do to her face. While she sat there, Nikki started to do her magic. She stayed as still as possible while Nikki was applying the eyeshadow and eyeliner on her eyelids. The theme that Nikki chose is red to match the color of her dress. After both eyes were done, she moved on to her nose to define its shape. “You’re going to make me sneeze,” she said and snorted. Nikki almost laughed but stopped herself.

Anyway. Mea cried for that last phase. The eyeliner kept making her tear up and her cheeks would get smudged of tears. Her resulting icon was that of a widow at her husband’s funeral. Good thing Miggy still found a way to make her look pretty whilst giving up on the eyeliner.