Rouge X Cream Novels & Stories

She asked for six bottles, three male and three female. "Miss, we have body wash and hand cream in these two fragrances, there are also powders, would you like to sample them?" the woman asked. Zhi Rou gave it a thought then turned to look at Yuan Rui. She saw that he was staring at the wall and his ears were red, probably from being embarrassed. Smiling, Zhi Rou nodded. As she sampled them all and was happy, she changed her mind and purchased six of everything. Pulling out the card, she paid for it and dropped the heavy bag on Yuan Rui's lap.

Knowing that her parents and the Frankston twins weren’t able to attend because of how busy they were, Jenna couldn’t help but feel slightly awkward as she muttered, “…Um… I know how busy you are, so it would’ve been fine if you didn’t send me off…” Smiling subtly in response, Xavia then said, “I need to stretch my legs a little after all that bed resting anyway. That aside, here! The countryside is dry most of the time, so I’ve packed some hand cream and moisturizer for you. Don’t worry, if you run out, just say the word and I’ll have more delivered to you!” Looking at the makeup bag that Xavia had handed out to her, Jenna couldn’t help but purse her lips…

When applied just one small touch from him on her bare skin was all it would take for the cream to work making a temporary mate connection between them that he wouldn’t be able to fight, and the more he touched her the more it would convince him to mate and mark her. All she had to do was speak his name as she applied the cream and then, once he had marked and mated with her, she could get rid of the puny little mate he had walked in with. With a smile on her face, Xana spread the cream over her hands, then as she touched and slid them over her body, she whispered. “Nathaniel King, Nathaniel King, Nathaniel, Nathaniel, Nathaniel, Nathaniel, Nathaniel…” Xana moans out Nathaniel’s name as she

Malvin himself looked awkward and confused himself when he was about to say what the object was. "Emmm... it's a face cream from a famous doctor. You know? That doctor is very famous for making women beautiful!" Malvin started talking about unimportant things. he goes round and round in conveying his intentions and goals. "Use it so that your skin doesn't get dull. I heard from the doctor too. This cream can get rid of scars from scratches!" said Malvin again. "It's definitely suitable for you to use it to remove the wound on your face!" said Malvin further.

Roxy’s POV My face flourished with mild make up, pink blush and lipstick, my light Olive skin gleamed, all thanks to my newly acquired beauty products and my hair was gathered in a pineapple updo, with well laid edges and thanks to my curl-enhancing product, my curls were defined and voluminous dangling down my high ponytail. My revenge glam was activated. “Roxette Benette.” The clerk called and I rushed to her standing desk. I had been waiting for over thirty minutes, and I was starting to get hijacked by nerves.

"You're... You're not bleeding." "Sorry to disappoint you, little wolf." Ragnar walks forward, his boots echoing off the stone floor like a countdown till he is right in front of me. Up close, his golden eyes are almost hypnotizing, making it feel so natural to do whatever he wants. He could have fooled me with his white coat and stethoscope, but the image of the hooded man with a scythe isn't so easy to forget. "How are you not bleeding?" I struggle for the words. "Interesting, isn't it?" He leans down, lifting my chin. "Just like how you're still alive."

Cassandra’s POV “Again!” Xavier yells and the man charges at me, giving barely enough time to raise my arms for cover. He pushes me and I find myself flying across the field on my butt. This is humiliating. Groaning, I lie on my back. Xavier’s body blocks my view of the sun, I can just tell he has a frown on his face. At least his creepy smile is gone, “You hesitate, that is your problem.” I sit up and look back up at him, “Okay,” I say passively.

“Oh, what are you saying, old folks? You’re very young and beautiful, Mrs. Smith. Sometimes, I have to put in extra effort when dressing up because I don’t want you to outshine me.” Mrs. Smith waved her off playfully. “Oh, really? Well, I’ve been using this new cream lately.” My mother’s eyes lit up. “Really? What kind of cream?” Mrs. Smith leaned in slightly, as if sharing a secret. “Don’t tell anyone, okay? The cream isn’t widely available yet, so all the rich ladies are scrambling to get their hands on it.” My mother eagerly nodded. “Of course, I won’t tell.” Mrs. Smith smiled. “It’s called Rosa Cream.”