Trad Goth Eyeliner Novels & Stories

Goth has green eyes, blond straight long hair that was tied into a ponytail, he wore a white T-shirt with blue denim and was very muscular build. Carolyne tilted her head as she flicked her hair over her shoulder. She slowly stood up and reached her hand out towards Goth. “Hey Goth, I'm Carolyne, Amore's best friend. We will be seeing each other a lot.” Carolyne said in a flirtatious voice. Goth took Carolyne's hand and gave it a little shake. He let go of her hand but didn't pay her any further attention. “Carolyne, aren't you spaying on James and Caity today?”Nathan asked as he looked at Carolyne's flirtatious behavior towards Goth.

Even when her skin turned red, the faint eyeliner couldn't be wiped away. Jessamine's eyes became moist, with tears welling in her eyes. Her eyes naturally lifted at the corners, so he shouldn't blame her eyeliner. At this moment, the corners of her eyes bore red marks from his rubbing. Under the dim streetlights, they appeared as if they were colored red, accentuating the allure of those upturned eyes. "Take a good look. I only added a bit more eyeliner and lipstick than usual," she remarked. Thaddeus opened her bag, his hand rummaging through it. Finally, he pulled out the culprit—the eyeliner pencil.

I have my head band on where my crown will sit on my head and my hair in loose long wavy curls down my back a few braids with beads and a raven feather, My make up is simple with a lot of black eyeliner, my mother drew blood from her finger and traced it from my hairline down my nose and over my lips to my chin. I look ready for battle rather than a ceremony but Troy seems to approve and it sets my mind at ease. Gisela was right all I had to do was look at my Mate and all else will fade away. I can do this. Troy mind links me when he stands next to me holding his arm out for me, “You look beautiful.”

I tried lifting up my lips but still, the eyes look the same. The winged eyeliner I always wear was replaced with an eye make-up that emphasized my almond ocean eyes. The winged eyeliner always helped my eyes look a bit less soft because I was always told how beautiful and intricate my eyes look especially how it is similar with the color of the sea. Instead of the black winged eyeliner, they used different shades of brown and I could even see a hint of light pink in my eyes and the gold with a tinge of orange and red glitters they used for a feline eyeliner.

Audrey meticulously prepares herself for the evening, choosing each element of her attire with care and purpose. Her desire for revenge is reflected in her choice of clothing, exuding confidence and a touch of mystery. She begins with her makeup, creating a captivating and alluring look. Her eyes are adorned with a smokey eyeshadow, expertly blended to create depth and intensity. Long, voluminous lashes frame her eyes, adding a touch of allure. A subtle winged eyeliner enhances her gaze, giving her a seductive and enigmatic allure.

She swept the champagne shade across her lids with a flat brush, then blended the terracotta into her crease with a fluffy blending brush. A quiet whisper of bronze went along her lower lash line, giving her eyes a soft, smoldering glow. She paused to curl her lashes. The silver eyelash curler clicked softly as she clamped it near her lash roots. Then she opened her small tube of waterproof mascara, she’d brought the waterproof version for island humidity and gave her lashes two generous coats. They looked longer, darker, more awake. She considered eyeliner but opted against it. Tonight, less felt like more.

“Step three: what exactly?” “Step three is making him fall in love with every single detail. Eyeshadow, blush, lip gloss. And if you want, the secret weapon?” She leans close to her own camera, voice dropping to a mock conspiratorial whisper. “Mascara. Lots of mascara. He won’t even see straight.” I snort, brushing the mascara carefully across my lashes, trying to keep my hand steady. “Lots, huh? You sure he won’t think I’m overdoing it?”

I let my hair flow from the center part in its natural soft waves before applying a thin coat of powder to my face. I followed that with the lining of the inner corners of my eyes with black liner. I lined them over and over again a couple of times to make them really dark like the Egyptian queens did. 'I love how sensual your eyes look when you line them. You look like a tigress ready to devour.' I recalled Nicholas used to say as I admired how sexy my eyes looked with the eyeliner. That was one truth he had ever said, I thought to myself. I then reached for the next artillery in my arsenal of vengeance; a classic red lipstick.

“This will take four hours at least. Might as well be comfortable.” Raya raised an eyebrow. “Comfortable? Or is this just an excuse to get me horizontal again?” Tobi’s smile was slow and wicked. “Can’t it be both?” He helped her out of her clothes, this time she’d worn a wrap dress that came off easily, until she was naked except for her panties. He laid her on the pillows on her side, arranging them to support her body perfectly. “Ready?” he asked as he pulled on fresh gloves and prepared his inks, vibrant reds, oranges, yellows for the flames; deep blues and purples for shadows; metallic gold for highlights.

"Tonight, you need to look devastating." Tiana's usual makeup routine was simple… lip gloss, mascara, maybe a little blush if she was feeling fancy. After all, she was naturally beautiful. She didn't need much. But Lyn had other plans. She worked like an artist, brushes moving across Tiana's face with practiced precision. Foundation that made her skin glow. Contouring that sharpened her cheekbones. Eyeshadow in shades of silver and blue that made her eyes look impossibly large and luminous. Eyeliner that gave her a sultry, mysterious look. Lipstick in a deep rose that made her lips look fuller and softer.