Red Blush Face Novels & Stories

he whispered softly but enough to mesmerize the whole me. I could feel my cheeks turn red and heat up. I'm blushing. He's close to me and he's staring too much! "Ugliness. That's being spread all over your face." Dang it?!

He says. Nodding my head, I walk directly to the bathroom. Immediately, I locked the door when I get inside and releases a deep breath. Oh my god. I feel like my chest is going to explode in nervousness. Looking at my face in the mirror, my eyes widened when I saw my face is in red. It's like a tomato. What the? Am I blushing? No way? "Oh my god." I facepalm. He probably saw my tomato face. Damn.

She was only beautiful on the inside, I presume she would say that to herself. As for me, each time my eyes took a glimpse of her face, they'd almost want to shut back tight and never opened again. Her lips revealed an ugly color of matted purple lipsticks and plastered across her pallid cheeks as usual, were women's rosey red blush makeup. I don't quite understand why that part of their make ups was required. They'd painted their face with all kinds of dashing colorful things, then as a final touch, ruin it with a complete different shade of bright colors; sometimes pink, red, orange, white... I'd never understand women.

she said honestly. “Why would you think so?” George laughed and said, “Don’t I see you every day without makeup? And your bare face looks very good.” George took a step forward and said gently, “Your skin is soft. Even if you didn’t wear makeup, your pores still can’t be seen. When you smile, a very natural blush makes your cheeks flush with a rosy glow, which looks better than any kind of blusher.

That last inappropriate thought struck Layla with such effect and so much embarrassment and self-loathing that her pale skin flamed scarlet, mortified heat crawling over her entire skin surface. "I’ve never seen anyone blush that deeply," Lucas confided in wonderment, watching the flush trail down her long white throat and dapple that fine skin with a warmer colour. Layla told him roundly, "You’re supposed to pretend you didn’t notice, not embarrass me further." I used to go through agonies of blushing when I was a kid. It’s the fault of my fair skin—it’s very conspicuous. "

How could I think about that right now? "Mommy, your face is so red. Are you sick?" Noah suddenly turned his head and said after seeing my face. I was feeling shy and Noah's words made me want to flee now. Patricia comforted Noah, "A blush doesn't mean sick." "Really? Why?" Hedwig was very curious. Patricia smiled and explained, "People blush when they see someone they love!" I was more embarrassed. Blake curled his lips and smiled. "Well, I'm finished. I still have work." I couldn't finish my breakfast. I wiped my mouth with a tissue in a hurry and left the table.

I am looking at those people following us with their eyes so I didn’t notice that Vlash is ahead of me and that he stops making me bump on his back. “Aww.” I utter as I rub my forehead. I look up to see him looking at me with flush face. I feel my cheek burn seeing his handsome face turning red. I can’t believe that even how much he tries to hide his emotions and act cool he isn’t able to hide his flushed face making him even cuter. “I’m sorry. Are you okay?” Vlash asks and I just smile then nod. The cuteness I just saw from him made me feel so relaxed, how strange?

Flashes of those lips on my body came back, and shit, I know that I am ten times redder than a tomato right now. I cleared my throat and tried to just stop how I was feeling right now but it just keeps on getting worse since he was laughing now and we all know how he looks while doing that. “Beth, you are so cute when you blush.” He said his hands grabbing my cheeks, okay, okay, I am okay. My face just feels too hot. I pushed his hands away and did he just say I look cute. I am not supposed to be this free with him already, we just became normal back.

she scoffs at herself. “Baby, you look…. Unbelievable”. She blushes. I kiss the rosiness on her cheek. Ruth starts down the stairs, “can you believe that’s her face with no makeup! That is ridiculous”. Our mate is stunning, with or without a dress. Her face was the perfect blend of fair skin with natural blush and ruby lips. Her hair was done up, leaving a few pieces trailing down on her back and neck. She honestly looks like a movie star.

I actually start to salivate from just looking at her, she looks better, and I’m sure she would taste better, than any dinner. “I’m done.” She says with a careful smile, then her stomach gives away a loud angry roar and her skin instantly takes on a reddish pink color. It’s spreading slowly from her chest, up her neck and then covers her whole face. The color changing is fascinating. The Galdrians with lighter skin color also show when they blush, but on her it is even more prominent. She puts her arms around her middle. “And starving.” She adds with a now embarrassed smile, looking at anything other than me.