Red Blush Face Novels & Stories

I opened it as unwanted to apply to her face. "I don't know whatever blush you are using, but it has worn out already. You should start buying our blush so you wouldn't have to spend a lot on blush every time." I was about to apply it to her, but not until she screamed and then used her hand to flip the blush away from my hands. A lot of people diverted their gaze towards us. "It was an accident, everyone. Everything is okay." I informed them and then continued with what I was doing. "What the hell did you just do?" My eyebrows furrowed in anger. She acted like it was a bad thing while I tried to supply it to her face.

she said and I blushed She knows I blush whenever she mentions him as my husband but still she does it. "aww someone is blushing. What's the need of Artificial blush Where I can make your cheeks blush naturally?" she said and laughed "let you find someone girl then you will see how your cheeks stay red permanently. Don't mess with me babe." I warn her and she show me her tongue like a child We both go to the venue and congratulate our batch mates. Oh did I mention that both are from the same college but different majors? I didn't think.

A blush floods my face, most likely making my cheeks even redder than the makeup most likely has it. She continues, "You really don't even need the makeup, darling. You would've shone in those pictures any way you cut it." She steps back and gives me a once over, blotting and brushing over a few spots. A wide smile lights up her face. "Fantastic, darling. Absolutely fantastic." Our eyes meet and for some reason, both of us burst into giggles.

Why would hearing that she was stunning be so much for her to handle that she was blushing so hard? "I am not." She took up the menu to her face to cover it up so he could not see her face. "Well, your cheeks are very red so I thought..." "I guess it's hot in here," she said before he could finish his statement. "It has to be hot," she added, fanning her face with her hand. It was not cold in there; the temperature was fairly comfortable but not hot enough to make her red in the cheeks and forehead like that. "You are still cute though, blushing on your forehead." She wanted to let out a scream at her body for betraying her. She had forgotten all about the way he made her blush hard and how

“Perfect.” “What is that?” “Magic makeup,” she says. “Or glitter. Same thing.” I snort. She moves to sit in front of me and holds my face between her hands. “Time for makeup. Don’t move.” “You say that like I’m a child.” “You are. A child in love.” “I hate you.” “No, you don’t.” I sigh and let her work. She applies foundation lightly, blending it into my skin as if she’s waited years for this. Then a rose-colored blush dusts my cheeks, and a soft nude lines my lips. When she finally steps back, she looks proud enough to cry.

Brian’s POV Was I dreaming or was she blushing when I praised her. The early morning sun rays filtered through the window and were hitting her hair and face. She has beautiful golden blonde hair and pale pink skin. When she blushed the blood rushed to her cheeks making them a beautiful baby pink. Her lips were so delicate and a bright red even though I knew she was not wearing any lipstick. Her body was thin and lithe with enviable curves at all the right places. She looked like she could have been a supermodel. I could not take my eyes away from her beautiful face.

"Look at your reflection in my eyes and you'd know just how comely you are." "I believe you." My voice wobbled and I shifted my gaze. "You're lying again." He chuckled and shook his head. "See." He pointed to the tip of my ears and showed me his phone camera. I gaped when I saw it was real! There should be a story about the girl whose ears turned red whenever she lied. "But how does this happen?" I thumbed my ears. "You probably get nervous or something. It's just like blushing and getting a red face." He smiled from eye to eye. "You're rare."

she murmured, I heard it this time. "Why? Do you like him?" I asked, surprised. I approached where she was. "You know, I'm friend with him. I can help you get close to him if you want," I suggested. "Of course not," she refused while still shaking her head. She handed me the new glass with water. When I got up we went back to the couch and sat down again. I took my medications first before speaking again. "Why do you seem to be affected? There are only a few things that can make a person blush. First, if you have a fever. Second, if you are angry. And third, if you’re shy," I explained.

The only strands that remained were thin and neatly tucked to either side of my face, no longer obscuring anything. I tilted my head slightly, just enough to catch different angles of my features. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting to see, maybe something unfamiliar. But as I looked, I noticed the subtle blush dusting my cheeks, giving them a soft, healthy glow. And my lips... they had turned a gentle pinkish-red, adding a pop of color I wasn’t used to seeing on myself. “Wow,” I whispered with a small, amused laugh. “I actually look like a real person now.”

I spit and turn my face swiftly to face the mirror once more, covering m attention on the lips I am trying to apply the red lipstick on. “Interesting. Keep deceiving yourself but not me” she teases and moves backwards. A blush rushes to the fuses of my cheeks . I flip my eye and try getting it away abit sticks for some seconds. I don’t know why I am blushing. I know I don’t feel anything romantic towards Hudson and I am hoping it never comes to that. I have made up my kids it to have anything to do with a man romantically. The last saga I was in has actually messed me up enough.