Rouge X Cream Novels & Stories

Alex says walking up next to me and putting a hand on my shoulder, drawing my attention from the house and to him and Becca, who is clinging onto his arm. "See I told you he would be fine," Alex says, causing me to turn back towards the house, and see my mate standing there, and just by him standing there causes me to release a breath of air that I didn't know I was holding. After staring at him I notice the big and small gashes, on his arms and torso. I feel a nudge on my shoulder and look to see Owen with Dennis hanging on his arm, behind me and when he sees me looking at him, he smiles and nods his head towards my mate, in a silent go to him, and I don't need to be told twice. I sprint to

"That's already unusual." Mateo, perched beside the counter with a sleeve of crackers in hand, looked up with mock suspicion. "That means… what? It's boring?" I allowed myself a small smile. "No. It means she isn't trying to hide anything. Commercial creams use fragrance to veil ingredients that shouldn't irritate—but often do." "So boring is good now?" Mateo said, crunching loudly. "Good to know." "Not boring," I corrected. "Honest." I rubbed a small amount between my fingers. The texture was telling. It lacked the high-slip finish of silicones, the inert dullness of paraffin. Something whole was here—plant-based, unprocessed.

It betrays me all the time. "Is that all? Are we going back now?" I was catching my breath after I arranged the bottled drinks and placed them inside the big cooler. Everything was gathered and completed. I started to feel the sun’s heat. Xavion was sweating and had his hands on his hips. Xavion’s mother is very particular, even down to the specifics of her beverages and personal care products. It must be emphasised that certain items require a prescription. I also noticed that we use the same cream for the skin. It has no scent but is very effective in moisturising dry skin.

“Why would I gift you? Wait, if it explodes, yes, it’s probably from me.” “Explodes?” Roxanne rolled her eyes and opened one. She then fished out a small packet of a white substance in it, soon realizing that there were loads of them in it. “Uhm, what is this? Rat poison?” “…I don’t think that’s rat poison, Roxanne.”

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She hadn’t given Eden anything in return, yet Eden had already gifted her something so precious. Eden thought for a moment and said, "Not that expensive. It’s just ten dollars." "Ten dollars?" Sinead gasped. "That’s incredibly cheap! Do you have more?" Eden raised an eyebrow, suspicious. "This cream is so effective and affordable. We should market it. Give me more, and I’ll sell it for $10,000 a bottle," Sinead said, contemplating whether $10,000 was still too low. In Rielton, wealthy women would likely pay even $100,000 a bottle once they realized the cream could make them look younger.

After the jasmine flowers in the back mountain form seeds, you can grind two boxes for yourself and your mother. There was not much profit from the foundation, so Selena put it aside and then picked up the rouge. Now there are several kinds of rouge for sale in the market in Beerspa, mainly in powder and paste form, among which the color is normal. Red, orange-red, and pink are the main colors, and there are numerous other rare colors. In comparison, the cream rouge is better, and the color of the cheeks is more even.

I smiled and nodded when people greeted me, but my stomach stayed tight. I stood near the side table with a woman named Grace, one of the investors’ wives. We were laughing about skin care. “That lotion you mentioned last time really worked,” she said, touching her cheek. “My skin feels so smooth now. What cream do you use for the glow? I need the same one for these late nights.” I chuckled, trying to sound relaxed. “It’s a special brand from Paris. Not too heavy, but it locks in moisture. I mix it with a drop of oil at night. You should try it. My followers keep asking for the link.”

Rouge Mate Of The Alpha King (Second Chance is either an Adversity or The Moon Goddess’ Charm) Chapter 1: Pain Morana’s point of view Tears dampened my eyes the more as I rubbed the ointment I managed to steal from the healing house on my skin around my arm. It burns badly as the liquid peppered against my skin, bitting my lips hard to hold back the scream bubbling inside my throat. I would have healed myself but he forbids me from doing that, and even my wolf at the moment is as weak as I am.

I stared at my reflected face, especially the area around my eyes. This is wrong. There’s no way. Thinking that, I picked up the dark spot cream I had bought from Julian Hayes. The cream, named Grand Queen, was one of Hayes Clinic’s best-selling products. Even when I searched it on my phone, nothing strange came up. Julian Hayes did say he had made it a special formula. With that thought, I considered another possibility. Maybe that special formula did not suit my skin. I checked the mirror over and over again. No matter how many times I looked, the spots seemed more obvious than they had at first.