Tomato Blush Novels & Stories

She was only beautiful on the inside, I presume she would say that to herself. As for me, each time my eyes took a glimpse of her face, they'd almost want to shut back tight and never opened again. Her lips revealed an ugly color of matted purple lipsticks and plastered across her pallid cheeks as usual, were women's rosey red blush makeup. I don't quite understand why that part of their make ups was required. They'd painted their face with all kinds of dashing colorful things, then as a final touch, ruin it with a complete different shade of bright colors; sometimes pink, red, orange, white... I'd never understand women.

Rose bit her fingernails nervously, "Ouch, then what should I say?" "Say I love you." The voice of someone interrupting startled Rose. "J-- Jasmine." Instantly Rose's face turned red. "Oh, you're even more beautiful when you blush." Jasmine smiled teasingly at her. "What is it …." Rose avoided Jasmine's gaze. Rose looks like a teenager who will meet the idol of the heart. "Come on, quickly." Jasmine pushed Rose's back to walk quickly. "Quick what?" "Hurry up to meet him that makes you flutter." Jasmine's seductive blink of an eye made Rose blush. "Yippie!"

It was a beautiful shield. “Sit down, Ama. Final touches,” Ember commanded, pointing a finger at the vanity stool. I sat down obediently, my hands clenching into the fabric of the satin robe she had draped over my shoulders. Ember leaned in close, her movements turning light and precise as she picked up a blending brush to apply a final touch of light makeup to my face. She brushed a soft, rose-tinted blush across my hollow cheekbones. “Your skin looks quite pale today..” My heart leaped. “We need to go shopping to get you some quality skincare tomorrow.” She completed.

"Not today. I'm about to give them something that changes everything." I left Caleb and went straight to my private pantry. Locked inside, I opened the wooden crate containing my first harvest from the upgraded Sovereign Space: the Crimson Blaze Tomatoes. The moment I opened the lid, a wave of actual warmth hit my face. These weren't normal tomatoes. They looked like glowing, red-hot coals, pulsing with a faint light. I chopped them up and threw them into a pot. Within seconds, they melted into a thick, spicy, blood-red soup that practically boiled itself.

With the ice pack still on my head, I made my way back for my bedroom and sitting in front of my mirror, I put my phone on loud speaker and placed it beside me, getting ready to do my make up. I knew I should have gotten a new concealer, six months ago when I ran out. I scoffed and added a little more than extra foundation on my face. "... and then, he asked me to be his personal help, how fucking exciting is that?!" That was Tom. I had totally forgotten that he was on the phone neither had I been listening. "Yes, it is such great news." I gulped. I put a bit of red blush on both sides of my cheeks and aggressively lined my eyes.

I nodded and smiled at her. “Thank you for always standing up for me” and Keisha smiled. “Common, take a look at my masterpiece, trust me you'll be a walking temptation tonight, you won't even remember that bitch” I laughed and stood up to look at the makeup. I was totally in awe of how light and fragile it made my face look. The blush made my green jade eyes stand out. “What the hell did you use, I look so glassy and I feel like I'm going to break if I touch my face” I said and Keisha chuckled.

"That is so." A sympathetic look covered her face. "Aww, you poor thing. You really need to find a boyfriend. Simple memes are making you blush these days," she tutted her lips, shaking her head in disappointment. On the other hand, my eyes widened at her claim and my neck instantly snapped toward the mirror. I saw a faint hue of red adorning my cheeks, and realizing the cause, the color darkened. Blush? I am blushing because of Elian? I am the one who makes boys blush, not the other way around! What's happening to me?

"My, my, my favorite child is here." A woman dressed in a black gown stepped out from the crowd and touched Blanche's left cheek with an acrylic manicure. It was in the shade of red same with her lips, she's the only one wearing such seductive and bold design, her smell of some red roses that bloom together in a field on the night masqueraded the whole winter and Blanche held her breath when her cold touch brush her cheeks.

He seemed more confident tonight than he has been any other time that he has been around me. “I would love a cocktail”, I said, smiling at him. “What type of cocktail, Scarlett? How about sex on the beach?” Caleb said with a slight chuckle in his voice. I don’t blush. I’m not the sort to go red-faced easily but Caleb talking about sex on the beach made me blush. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. I’m glad that I put on my full coverage foundation tonight; hopefully, it will disguise my blushing cheeks. “Am I making you blush?” Caleb said, bringing his face closer to mine.

I held my breath, forcing myself to wash it in the sink even as my stomach churned and the threat of vomiting loomed once more. I gently stroked my stomach with wet hands. "Baby, please go easy on me. Mommy's going to feed you delicious, nutritious food, so please hold off on the fussing, okay? We need our energy." My hand reached for two ripe, red tomatoes. But the moment my knife pierced the thin skin, my movements completely froze. Tomatoes.