Novel & Cerita Mina Ashido Aesthetic

She did not want to waste her chance roasting the man who cheated on her best friend. "You mean you're that Ash-" "Yes... He's that Ashton Grey. The one that owned that big fashion company. AG Atelier, remember? The company used to hold a lot of design contests for art students before. Ashley and I used to participate in those contests before and we often told you that, you know... What a turn of events, Ashley ended up marrying the owner of that company," Hana kept roasting the guy harshly.

"Or what do you think?" "I think you should check the brush you just gave it to me." Aisha stared at Ben. "Ooh." She changed it to a smaller size. "Sorry." Aisha smiled and continued. "I learnt when I was in my final year in school." She told Ben. "My roommate then is a professional makeup artist, she's popular on Instagram now. I'm sure you know Jasmine's beauty." She kept back the brush and aligned the eyelashes with the mascara before using the eyeliner.

Amadeus suddenly voiced and took one of the pictures amongst the pile and placed it in the middle of the table. “Ahh yes, I remember her, although she did not leave an impression with her looks, but she had good proportions and had really nice emotions as if she experienced those pain herself.” “What was her name again?” “Nyx?” “Ahh yes, Shiro Nyx, that's what she said. She looked a lot like Japanese or a mix of Korean?” “She is pretty, but we could work something out with her style,” “She reminded me of a woman from the ’50s, although it suits her, Arah, the protagonist, is a whole new different style.”

“Yes. She was very chic. Just like every other girl he’s ever dated. They were all chic. The types that were really into fashion, but in a decent way. The ones who weren’t seen hanging out in any type of place or party. The ones who made him look good, you know? Like trophy girlfriends or something. The types that made other people approach him to compliment their couple. They were all well behaved and were snobs too. None of them were timid and always told him what they were thinking, yet they remained submissive to him most of the time. Remember when Amina slapped Asahd in the gardens? She’d insulted him and called him all sorts of names, not caring if he was royalty or not. Yet, she came

Overwhelmed with awe, Amani expressed her gratitude by tipping the seamstress generously, deeply appreciating the exquisite craftsmanship and meticulous attention to detail. As the day of the gala approached, Amani meticulously prepared herself to match the splendor of her gown. She expertly applied eyeshadow in shades of red and orange, accentuating her eyes, while a bold stroke of black winged eyeliner added a touch of drama. Her lips were painted in a deep shade of red, perfectly complementing her overall look. Amani wore her hair down in loose curls, artfully pinning one side up and allowing the other side to fall gracefully over her scarred eye. As she descended the stairs to join Adam,

That lady made little Aashmaan wear that altered short dress and Aashmaan felt naked in that revealing dress. Nisha and that lady nodded their heads and were satisfied by the way Aashmaan was looking. Stunning ... Sparkling ... "This girl doesn't have any breasts so I put pads on her valley and craved it with makeup", the Make-up arrtist said her eyes glittering whenever she looked at Aashmaan. Nisha got a volt of anger running through her body the way that lady was appreciating Aashmaan's beauty. She threw a short black jacket on Aashmaan to wear.

Aisha POV: “What the Fuc….” I spoke in my mind “Why is my luck so creepy that out of all people, he is the one who has to come and help me….” I added speaking in my mind, I did not realized that I was staring at him until he gently touched my neck which I was 100% sure was now printed with my attacker fingerprints, I felt a sudden spark run up in my whole body as soon our skin’s were in touch with each other “Is he carrying electricity in his fingers?” my sub conscious spoke to me, my breathing hitched as I followed his eyes and noticed he was intently staring on my smooth wheatish colored neck, his fingers were softly caressing my attacker marks on my skin , in that moment he suddenly looke

🗣️ Our queen is back! 🗣️She looks more beautiful!!! 🗣️Naomi please look at me!!! I love you so much!!!! Naomi just smiled and cat walked to wherever she was going to without acknowledging the students shouting and praising her. "Who is she ? " A nerd girl on glasses asked the girl next to her. "Are you new here ? "The girl asked. "Yeah " The nerd said and adjusted her huge glasses. "No wonder, Naomi is like the queen bee of Blackridge college , not only is she pretty and wealthy but she has a popular sister Anastasia who is an actress and a model! " The girl told the nerd girl who just mumbled a simple "Oh " Before heading to the school library.

I don't know what the concept of a wedding without a single guest was. The makeup artist hired by Asher seems to be a professional, as she did everything quickly and neatly. I was very satisfied with the results, including the bright red lipstick colour she gave me, and it always made me feel ugly every time I wore it. But the makeup artist makes my face even more colourful and flawless. Asher looked at me from head to toe without blinking. I put a crown on my head. "How was it?" I spun around in front of Asher. This A-Line dress is perfectly flowing. It is a good design.

Why? “Minerva, why did you not come back for the other women and me?” Minerva laughed – “I didn’t want to come back. I had better things to do, for example, I was too worried about getting into my mate’s pants. I never did get to ride him.” She laughed with a sneer, glaring at me. Ashina – Despite her obvious taunts, I created an illusion of boils all over Minerva's skin, including her beautiful face that she was so proud of. I let her think by putting the painful thoughts into her mind that she could feel the pain in her body.