Jewel Staite Feet Novels & Stories

I had just stepped out of Grandpa's room when Tahlia Duvey coincidentally appeared in the hallway, carrying a steaming bowl of soup. Her eyes were red, and she opened and closed her mouth a few times, looking hesitant to speak. "Ms. Kingston, please don't be mad at Mr. Leight anymore. He really cares about you." Her voice was as soft as a whisper, but just loud enough for everyone to hear her. She always made herself look pitiful like this, and as she walked toward me, her steps were shaky as if she might topple at any moment. Sure enough, she suddenly let out a loud gasp, and the bowl fell to the floor with a crash.

“That’s a good thing. In this form, you could swallow me easier than you do those deer.” She opens her mouth and I grab onto one of her teeth which are about the size of small boulders. I can’t even reach my arms around it, or maybe I don’t have good enough muscle tone in my arms to do it, I’m not sure. She gently tilts her head, lifting me up. I carefully place my feet on the ground. Geez, I’m small. I wobble a bit, but my feet and legs at least feel more normal than my arms. I carefully let go of Jewel’s tooth, but she stays close, turning her head so she can watch me. I reach up, using her snout to keep my balance as I practice walking a few steps.

another of them said I frowned at the mention of that old man's name Benjamin placed jewelries all over me. "Your eyes look beautiful." Benjamin complimented and I stared at my sky blue eyeballs. It was indeed beautiful. "It's time to go" he said as he tossed a black heeled shoe towards me. Now this is a problem.I don't know how to walk with these.I could walk with some high ones because we had such lessons at the orphanage but not these stilettos. "I cannot walk with these, Benjamin." I instantly said and the ladies went quiet all of a sudden.

The sound of footsteps descended the stone staircase, the arrogant click-clack of high heels. The iron door creaked open, and a blinding sliver of light pierced the darkness. Stella stood there, dressed in an exquisite white suit, a massive diamond bracelet on her wrist and a ruby necklace at her throat. She had been well cared for, her baby bump more prominent than mine, as if she were showing off a trophy. "Well, look at you," she said, pinching her nose. "Right where you belong. It smells like rot down here."

Every time I moved, my leg stuck out. “Try this.” Justina came over with something in her hands. Expanding it like a rubber band, I put my foot through it. She pulled it up to my upper thigh and let go. The white lace band had matching diamonds and opals dangling in hoops. It really was the perfect touch to it all. The last piece she came over with was a small tiara. Vines and leaves were sticking out of every direction with little diamonds on it. It was all very delicate jewelry that wasn’t overpowering. “I hope you were going for the goddess look because you captured it perfectly!” The sales lady said.

Jewel quickly used the interview she had the next day as an excuse to leave. Evans was a nice man, but the main reason she couldn't bring herself to kiss him was because she was yet to let go of the memory of the last man whose lips she had tasted. … The next morning. Looking at her reflection in the floor length mirror in her bedroom seemed like a herculean task for Jewel. The 5 foot 3 woman staring back at her seemed to be laughing at her, taunting her with words which dampened her self confidence. She was wearing a knee length skirt and blue shirt, which she tucked in. She wore her 3 inch stilettos, she wanted to give off a professional look, but it seemed her body wasn't cooperating.

Although children like him, who were direct descendants of rich and powerful families, had a bright future, they could still face all types of assassins at any time. As the Ultra Guard of the company, he naturally could not destroy the reputation of the Daddy Security Company with his own hands. He could only reluctantly become a foot therapist, which was much better than squatting at the bottom of the girls' dormitory. He sat opposite Li Meiyu and lifted her foot. Then, he placed a pair of glittering jade feet on his lap. It had to be said that this woman's feet were very beautiful. The skin was as white as jade with ten pink toenails that looked like jade carvings, while they looked crysta

“Find her shoes to match this dress. You can put together the rest of the items we decided on along with any others you think will suit her and have them delivered to my home.” The woman beamed. “Yes, sir.” Then she glanced at Mia’s feet. “What size are you, Miss Crestwell?” “Six,” Mia murmured. “I think I have the perfect pair of heels. I’ll go get them now.” A moment later, the saleslady returned with a pair of silver heels that looked to be about five inches high. Before Mia could tell her there was no way in hell she could walk in those, Gabe frowned. “She’ll kill herself in those. Find something a little more reasonable.”

Stevie’s POV I shouldn’t have worn these heels. It’s the first thing I think as I step into the ballroom, my feet already protesting the dumb idea of combining sky-high stilettos and a body that feels like it’s actively rebelling against me. My stomach’s been on the verge of staging a full-blown mutiny all day, and now I’m supposed to smile, schmooze, and pretend I give a damn about luxury branding while fighting the urge to puke. Fantastic.

As if his thoughts aren’t enough to brood over, he takes on all of ours, too. Eli catches the others up on what we’ve learned about the girls. This night is getting more and more interesting. **** Montana “I’m gonna kill you for this,” I hiss toward Peyton. Her reflection in the mirror smiles back at me apologetically. I turn around, lean on the bathroom sink, and remove my sandals. I must admit my feet will be relieved to be out of my heels. I pull on one long black sock, then the gorgeous jade embellished boot. Eli certainly spared no expense and has fabulous taste. The chocolate ostrich contrasts beautifully with the jade tones. I tuck the sock a bit lower on my calf, so it’s not visible