Ms Glow Glass Skin Novels & Stories

Finn snapped, his patience stretching until it was the size of a thread. "Then how is this possible?" Atlas retorted. Atlas's words made me look down at my hands. I was unable to stifle my gasp as I noticed the faint glow radiating from under my pale skin. I darted over to the nearest mirror in the house, a gaudy ornate mirror that hung above the fireplace. The glass was stained and dirty, but I could make out my features well enough.

~AMARIS The cool water from the shower had done absolutely nothing to wash away the phantom heat lingering against my flesh. It was the next morning, and the heavy, gray light of dawn was just beginning to slice through the heavy curtains of my bedroom. I stood in front of the vanity mirror, my fingers trembling as I used a damp beauty sponge to press thick layers of full-coverage foundation into my cheeks. I was patching up my skin, desperately trying to conceal the sickly, pale pallor that the Silver Decay was leaving behind like a permanent stain of my mortality.

Greer’s POV I stood in front of the ring light in my living room, fully dolled up for the first time in days. I had on a cute white crop top, high-waisted jeans, and my favorite bold red matte lipstick that made me feel powerful. The camera was rolling as I danced lightly to a trending audio, holding up one of my new serums and smiling brightly at the lens. “Babes, if you’ve been struggling with dull skin like I used to, you need this in your routine!” I said playfully, doing a little spin.

The lady adorned a sugary light blue sleeveless gown that had a deep sweep neckline showing off her milky complexion that was flawless. The Nice encounter had left her with harsh scars on her skin that would have taken years to fade. The dermatologists assigned by Frost had been working day and night to create an anointment that did wonders to her skin in less than three months. This was a major breakthrough for Fortlink Enterprise Corporation that they incorporated into their pharmaceutical department.

Turning her head, and behind the dark screen of her sun-glasses, she watched Paige release a breath and relax a little more into her seat. She waited, counting the time until about ten minutes later before she stood and wiggled her ass over to where Paige was seated. "Hello dear." She called, pushing her ass to the edge of the table she was sharing with Dakar's man, indirectly giving the man a little view of her ass. "You look good, I've been admiring your skin from over there." She pointed to her seat. "What skincare products do you use please do. I'm a sucker for good skin care." She said removing her sun-glasses gently.

“You know what’s surprising about her behavior today?” I shook my head, still trying to find my voice. I wondered what game the universe was playing. Why would I have a strong connection towards this woman I had never met before? I rubbed my palms together, feeling a little bit uneasy. “She flung those eggs on the glasses of a room this time. That’s what’s surprising.” She picked up the glass and chugged down the remaining content. “Ahhh! This is good,” she said, referring to the wine. “It’s not the usual wine. Hell no, I wouldn’t take some cheap wine this early. This is finely brewed meringue wine, very good for the empty stomach. It calms the early morning rumbles and growls. This is the s

“If not, you’d have died a long time ago.” “Yeah, yeah. Thank you, my great doctor, for keeping me alive.” She smiled. “When do you plan to leave your super secret job?” “Who knows?” I shrugged. “It's still fun. So, maybe not soon.” “I hope it’s soon. Also..” Her glasses finally made an appearance. She leaned forward after wearing them. “What's your new routine? Your skin is glowing.” “G-Glowing?” I chuckled as I patted my soft face. “My routine is still the same.”

I picked up my favourite beauty blender and squeezed my BB cream onto the sponge. This golden colour shade matched my skin tone perfectly. I needed to make my Arabic skin glow for the cameras. I had clear skin that still looked young and hydrated, even though I was already 26. I was getting old.

"Then explain the sudden glowup.” "What glowup?" I touched my face. I hadn't noticed anything. “Don't pretend,” she snapped. “You know exactly what I'm talking about” “I'm not pretending” I laughed, pouring myself a glass of juice. “Then explain it.” She stood up, moving closer to me. “Stop teasing Claire. There's clearly nothing, what would you have me explain?” “So you expect me to believe this...” She circled a finger at my face. "Is just your skin doing a premium romance-novel glass-skin sorcery for no reason?, and don’t you dare tell me it's because you slept well."

I took a deep breath before speaking. “Hello everyone,” My voice was barely a whisper when I finally spoke but I ignored it and started. “We all know the reason we are here. I am happy to introduce our new products to you all. Statistically, females who use beauty products are more compared to males.” I was feeling relieved now. “Now, let's take a look at the screen. We will talk about the King's glow first.” I said, directing their eyes to the screen of the projector. “The King's glow is a skincare cream designed to give the user a radiant and useful complexion.” I noticed they were all staring at me weirdly but I thought it was because of how detailed I was until Derrik banged the table.