The Skincare Bible Novels & Stories

I took a deep breath before speaking. “Hello everyone,” My voice was barely a whisper when I finally spoke but I ignored it and started. “We all know the reason we are here. I am happy to introduce our new products to you all. Statistically, females who use beauty products are more compared to males.” I was feeling relieved now. “Now, let's take a look at the screen. We will talk about the King's glow first.” I said, directing their eyes to the screen of the projector. “The King's glow is a skincare cream designed to give the user a radiant and useful complexion.” I noticed they were all staring at me weirdly but I thought it was because of how detailed I was until Derrik banged the table.

She led Adelaide to a section of the store that was dedicated to high-end skincare products, and began examining the various creams and serums on display. "Okay, so I want to get you something that will really make your skin glow," Elma said, picking up a jar of expensive-looking moisturizer. "This one is amazing. It's got all sorts of antioxidants and vitamins that will really help to nourish your skin." Adelaide nodded, impressed by Elma's knowledge of skincare products. She had always been a bit of a novice when it came to taking care of her skin, and she was grateful for Elma's expertise.

Instead, she found a tube of expensive healing cream and a note written in elegant handwriting: "For your beautiful face. This will help it heal without scars. You deserve to be treated gently. - A friend" Beverly stared at the note in confusion. A friend? Who in this house would dare to help her after what had happened? The staff were too terrified of Diro to risk their jobs. Irene certainly hadn't sent it. And Diro... Beverly applied the cream to her damaged skin, nearly weeping with relief as the cooling formula soothed the burning sensation. Whoever had sent it knew about expensive skincare—this wasn't drugstore medicine. This was the kind of treatment wealthy women paid hundreds of doll

She reached into her purse and pulled out a small box, presenting it to Howard. "What's this?" Howard asked, his smile light and teasing. "Take a wild guess?" Talia was clearly in high spirits. "It's not the final version of that Mystical Chubby beauty cream, is it?" Howard sniffed the contents of the box and grinned. "You got it!" Talia's excitement was palpable. "Honey, do you have any idea how amazing this stuff is?" Before Howard could even reply, she was off and running with her enthusiasm. "It's just like the Mystical Chubby guys said—it stops bleeding, heals scars, and beautifies the skin, all in one. And it works like a charm!

“Thank you.” I waited until Vero’s footsteps faded before sinking deeper into my chair, flipping through the stack of documents. The production team had outdone themselves this time. A new line: skincare for children. Gentle formulas, soft as a whisper, free from all the unnecessary chemicals brands usually hide behind glossy labels. Products meant to protect, not transform. Meant to care, not correct. Exactly the kind of purity I wished someone had offered me when I was young and dreaming in cramped spaces. The team was ready to begin production.

"Increase the promotion and advertising efforts. Let's aim to make it onto the national bestseller list within three days!" This bestseller list held immense prestige in the skincare industry. Any product that made it onto this prestigious list would reap enormous profits in the market. And, to put it bluntly, it would usher in a new era in skincare. "It's already been arranged," Mabel replied with a smile. Whitney nodded approvingly at Mabel's efficiency. As Mabel watched Whitney busy with her documents, she hesitated for a moment before tentatively asking, "Ms. Sutton, you're not upset about last night, are you?"