Issei Dan Rias Novels & Stories

So she assumed Jeans was too casual. In the end, Ria opted in for a pair of black twill slacks and a plain white blouse with a banded collar and she paired it with black flats. She stood in front of the mirror and focused on her reflection. Ria powered her face, added a mascara on her long lashes and blush to her cheeks. All thanks to ma’am Elise, she has been able to learn fast on how to do a simple make up and do her hair.

I match the dress with a pair of black heels and grab one of my favorite leather Chanel handbags that looks like it froze from outside-in. "How are you doing your makeup?" Raisa asks entering my room with her makeup bag. "Um...nude, I think." "I forgot my eyeliner at college." She whines and sits down on my bed. "Do you have one?" "I don't have eyeliner, but I have a black pencil." "Oh, that's good too." We don't talk for a while as we both get dressed, but I can tell that whatever happened between her and Matteo last night is giving her extra energy. I'm happy for her; I feel like it's the first time she's been happy since her father died.

They wore a mask, so they wouldn’t attract attention while getting inside the location. Rieska wore a swirling black gown accented with silver, her dark mask sculpted like a raven, covering the upper half of her face. She let her hair flowed loosely with small braids on each side of her ear. And Zenus in his black armor and mask of a black panther. His twin swords were resting on his back. In comparison, Eleand chose a high collar black jacket with gold embroidery. His delicate gold mask carved a dragon’s head. He was confident in his faerie form minus the wings.

Because he has many things to begin telling about Essi. The red and blue lights are scattered within the place. It is enough luminescence to highlight Essi’s beauty, like a crown that has the most special diadem. Her rhinestone earring drop sparkles like a star winking at the beholder. Her straight hair, accented by a long pearl hairpin on the side, drapes over her back. Her picture brings the black and silver dress to life.

Adrian really likes Raisa's natural scent compared to the perfume he has been smelling from Raisa's body during intimate relationships. Occasionally Adrian's hands rubbed Raisa's innocent face without make-up. Soft and clean. The young woman in front of him was getting more and more beautiful with a natural appearance. Adrian prefers the current Raisa over full makeup when he meets on weekends. Raisa enjoys her role as a mistress and kisses Adrian back passionately. Gradually, Adrian's breaths and meaningful eyes made Raisa more and more nervous. When the young woman felt Adrian's hands getting wild all over her body, Raisa stopped kissing him back.

Risa said. “I’d still prefer meat with sauce.” “Trust me, you won’t need sauce.” Her eyes, her smile, and her everything was focused on Adrian. She took out her mobile and took a few selfies quickly. She then noticed that Adrian didn’t smile in those pictures. “Why didn’t you smile?” “I’m not a photo-person,” Adrian said with a straight face. “My smiling face feels fake in the pictures.” “Ah, I can teach you how to smile and look better in the pictures,” Risa said. “Just pronounce the first two letters in my name and stretch the ‘eee’ sound.”

“Done! Now, get ready. Make her natural features enhanced. And contour a little for her collar bones.” And after curling her hair, and finishing her make-up, Ria found herself striking poses in front of flashes in that room. “Just what the hell happened?” she asked to herself.