Rouge X Cream Novels & Stories

The obstacle course was worse than fighting Zara. Much worse. "Move faster, Tracker!" Jax shouted as I pulled myself over a wall for the third time. My arms screamed. My ribs throbbed where Zara had kicked me. Blood still dripped from my split lip. But I kept moving. The course was designed for experienced Rogues. Walls twice my height. Rope climbs over muddy pits. A section where you had to crawl under barbed wire while wolves threw things at you.

Like my body knew it was safe following his lead. Xavier reached into a nearby drawer and pulled out a small brown bottle. He opened it, and the scent hit me fast—sharp, herbal, medicinal. I scrunched my nose. “What is that?” “Arnica,” he said, pouring a little into his hand. “For bruising. You’re gonna feel this scene tomorrow—I just don’t want you wearing it like a war wound.” His hands were warm. Skilled. He massaged the lotion into my skin, slow and rhythmic, starting with my ass where the crop had kissed me the hardest, then moving to my wrists, my ankles, the places the straps had bit in deepest.

she said, trying to appeal to Maddie's ego. As Maddie's expression softened slightly, Olivia spotted a leg cream on the nearby table. She picked it up and knelt in front of Maddie, gently raising her leg and applying the cream. "This is a very good cream for the leg," Olivia said, trying to sound knowledgeable. "It has lots of vitamins and it keeps your skin soft and smooth. It also helps to exfoliate the skin." Maddie seemed to be enjoying the massage, her eyes closing in bliss as Olivia caressed her leg gently.

I frowned turning it in my hand. "Izzy," I begged, "help me." "What? How? I'm covered in fur, Kayla, I don't use shower stuff." Maddox gently took the bottle from me. "BB cream," he said reading the back of the bottle. "It will give you a smooth, glowing complexion." "Oh, yeah," I said trying to make sense of the words he just said to me. "It says here to apply to the centre of the face and slowly blend out."

There was no room for anger or pain, only one goal: to finish the formulated cream to treat the ailment that was consuming nearly the entire surface of her skin. ​Once the cream was formulated, Sua poured it slowly into several small earthenware jars. She worked meticulously, making sure not a single drop was wasted. The scent was faint, like freshly picked leaves, with a slight shimmer from the Itun oil mixed with the Pakaya aloe sap. The cream was a pale greenish color, smooth as silk, and felt cool against the skin. ​One by one, the jars were sealed and covered with violet cloth. Sua sighed with relief when the work was done. She set aside one special jar, smaller than the rest and adorne

Evelyn held still as the younger woman drew close and checked the curls, then sprayed them once more to hold their set. “Here,” Glenna opened a small vat of the cream makeup that Madame Moreau had packed, “I’ll help you with your makeup.” “I would prefer not to use that.” Evelyn held up a delicate hand to prevent maid from applying the unappealing chemically-scented tinted cream to her face. “I know it’s ungrateful, but it feels terrible and smells worse.” Meeting Evelyn’s eyes in the mirror, Glennda’s mouth fell open. “It’s one of the finest on the market, miss. Very expensive cream. Imported. From France.”

Audrey felt a cool feeling slowly penetrate her skin. "What's that?" asked Audrey. "This is a cream made from the saliva of newborn werewolf babies and several types of rare plants," Liam answered calmly. "Werewolves always use this to treat bruises and initial aid for open wounds." Audrey was very interested and planned to research the cream later. "It smells good and seems to work," said Audrey. "Let's go home after this. You have to rest and not train again until all your bruises are gone," said Liam while rubbing Audrey's hand.

"What you're holding—don't tell me it's that so-called miracle Hestian medicine?" Matthias frowned deeply. Agustine's current behavior was starting to make him genuinely concerned. "This is White Glycoside Cream! Mister Kien, do you have any scars on your body?" Carefully, as if handling a treasure, Agustine scooped a small amount of the cream from the container and looked up at Matthias. "Try its effects! Once you've tested it, you'll understand how amazing it is!" "Scars? Agustine, what on earth has gotten into you?" Matthias's face darkened even further. He pointed to the cream in Agustine's hand. "This tiny bit of stuff—what could it possibly do?"

It looked like they were promoting some cosmetic products. ‘Does Xu Yi want to buy cosmetics?’ “Come and take a look. You won’t want to miss out on this. Our shop does direct sales for XX brand cosmetics. Not only can you look youthful and attain unparalleled beauty, but this is a miracle worker for those with scars on your face. You only need to apply a little of this and it will restore your skin to its original state in just one night.”