Novel & Cerita Rhea Ripley Makeup

Rhea's Pov I stared at the mirror, at my reflection. I had smoky eyes, faint shimmer, lips tinted a deep, wine red. The woman staring back at me looked nothing like the one who was walking barefooted a few hours ago. “Alright, darling.” The stylist said, dusting off her hands, “Now that we've found THE make-up look, go take a bath. Let your skin breathe for a moment. Then we begin the real magic, the wardrobe.”

The girl pulled Haisley to sit on the bed. "I'll do your hair. Then, I'll make your face look fresh," Reia said. She pulled out small items from her bag and began to style Haisley. She applied a bit of lipstick on Haisley's face, brushed her eyebrows, shaping them into a more perfect arch than before. She dusted powder and then reapplied the lipstick on Haisley's lips. "Perfect," she praised her hard work. She then knelt behind Haisley and started playing with a comb.

Rachel warned, holding an open highlighter palette like a weapon. I laughed so hard I had to sit before I fell from too much excitement. They did not let me lift a finger. First came skincare—cool pads under my eyes, a sheet mask that smelled like watermelon. Then my hair—Naomi carefully curled it into loose waves, pinning one side with a pearl-studded clip. Leah handled my lashes like a true artist, and Rachel worked magic with contour and gloss. “I feel like a celebrity,” I whispered, looking at myself in the mirror.

Which wasn't a lie, since she was heavily blessed as well. I turned to Riley and my jaw dropped slightly at her choice of clothing. She was dressed in an extra short black gown which exposed most of her cleavage and damn, it was hot. She wasn't so blessed but the little she had was bomb. "Now for the makeup," she started, smirking at my dazed look before dragging me to a seat and doing her magic on my face. "All done, best friend." She said and I turned to the mirror, barely recognizing myself. Riley worked wonders.

"She fought it. I don't know how. She stuck the needle into Rita instead and just ran." I watched Ripley step into the small room. He didn't look at the unconscious woman on the floor. Instead, he picked up a glass syringe. He held it under his nose and took a long, slow breath. Ripley didn't just like drugs. He lived for them. He spent his nights mixing chemicals and his days testing them. He could tell you the exact molecular weight of a toxin just by the scent. A nasty grin spread across his face. "Our little pet has some fire in her. I think I'll enjoy testing my new batches on a girl with this much spirit."

She was looking beautiful and, Avni could swear she was going to steal someone's heart when she saw her smiling. Next to her, glowing in a black off-shoulder crop top and crop pant with a long shrug, stood Riya with her black hair tied in a high pony, lips painted with red lipstick and earrings dangling in her ears. Avni knew Shanaya and Riya were poles apart, Shanaya liked being stylish but without much makeup, whereas, Riya liked makeup and was feminine in that way, but, their personal choice never come in between their friendship.

She told them. "We'll make you ready." Diana whooped. "Love you, guys." Reyna hugged them, smiling merrily. She decked up in a simple floral print purple sleeveless midi because she didn't want to overdress. Ella and Diana did her light makeup. She kept her hair straight and open because she looked best in it. If Barbie Doll had seen her, she would have been envious because she was looking breathtakingly beautiful. ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇

She laughed slightly at my response taking the scissors from me once more as Aria walked over to her with a gift. She removed the excess tape before handing it back to her allowing her to unwrap it. Aria grinned as she removed the dress that resembled Tiana's from the Princess and the frog along with the crown. "It's Tiana," she called out happily looking as if she was going to burst from excitement as she moved over to me lifting her arms and I leaned forward hugging her. "Thank you Jazzy," "Mommy can I wear it now?" she asked and Britt agreed, resulting in her running away towards her room.

Rhea’s POV (Two weeks later…) I examined myself in the mirror with a smile. I was wearing a flowing golden colored gown that matched my eyes and complemented my dark hair. My golden eyes were lined with kohl and my lips were painted red. “Yes, yes. You are beautiful. Now stop admiring yourself and get your ass out of here. It is time for Gabriella to walk down the aisle,” my friend Claire said with a roll of her eyes.

SARAH With that hair, look, and makeup, Ruby was clearly yanked straight from a strip club mid-shift. Her eyes? A masterpiece of sleepless drama—smudged liner, panda vibes strong, like she’s been rubbing them raw after 24 hours at the precinct. Her curls? Total chaos. Not “sunset in Sedona” vibes—more like forest fire in July. Her lipstick—fire-truck red—somehow still flawless. Either she’s got supernatural staying power… or it’s the real deal, not some drugstore knockoff that flakes after two sips of water.