Try To Make Me Blush Novels & Stories

he smirked. I smiled and blushed. Oh God, he is so amazing, isn’t he? He is making me go crazy! “You are the best guy ever” “Oh well, I am not, but I will try now” I chuckled. “If you try more, I will have to pray to God that they don’t recognise you as an angel” I looked at him with concentration and noticed that he was blushing. “Are you blushing, Mr. Max?” I asked. The blush only increased and he smiled. “Can’t I?”

His ears flushed red a little. “Oh, you’re too kind, Your Majesty.” He shook his head and smiled. “No, you’re just too beautiful,” he replied. Tara jokingly poked my waist, making me wince in surprise. She gave me a teasing smile. I’m not used to the compliments, that's why I couldn't help, but turn pink like a strawberry, especially that my friend isn't really even trying to hide her obvious attempts at teasing me. It makes me look more bashful.

She committed, the speed with which she did it even surprised herself. She had no other choice. Right now, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible; she could already feel her face heating! She didn’t wear makeup today, so the blush on her face was clearly visible. Wouldn’t it be unusual if her face turned red in this situation? If she were her usual self, she would tease and mock Travis, but today she couldn’t do any of that. For a moment, she regretted not putting on at least a little makeup. Even if it was just a thin layer, it would still help cover her blushing face.

She gives me a happy gasp reaction when I stepped out of the closet "You look ravishing, I knew you'd look so good on this. Now let's do your make up." "Oh that, Is it okay if we don't put make up tonight my skin is Rashing" -I lied pointing at my red cheeks and nose from crying earlier. I just didn't want to make any effort to be attractive for Mario the more his turned off the faster he's gonna let go of me

“This is your size. Someone specifically picked this out for you.” My face is on fire. “Was it a guy?” Jazz’s eyes light up. “Oh my God, was it a guy?” “No!” “It’s like it’s a guy,” Indie chimed in. “Look at her face!” “It wasn’t—there’s no guy—” “Then why are you blushing?” “I’m not blushing!” “You’re literally the color of a tomato right now.”

She blurted on noticing me and prodded my nose with annoyance. "That hurts!" I whined cupping my nose. "Why were you giggling are you poking fun?" "No I wasn't just I felt bad that I made you blushed now you are looking like a puppet and it's kinda embarrassing people may think that... "You didn't make me blush okay that's a point of correction, I never even blushed. Why will I blush?" She interrogated and swat her palm on my shoulder before I could dodge. "Ouch that's hurt." I whined robbing my shoulder.

“Alpha Damon is here.” Hearing her saying it only made me upset. “Why are you telling me, huh? Did I tell you I can't see he's there?” I retorted, I could see she was trying to tease me, but I didn't want that to happen. If she really went on to taste me, I can't tell for sure how I would take it. Would I start blushing like red? No, I don't want that to happen. Blushing right here, would get many eyes on me.

“I know you're so obsessed with this thing of mine. Touch it!” The blush couldn't be hidden.

My face heated under his intense gaze. "What?" I questioned swallowing a spoonful of rice and he sighed. "You are different." Crimson color coated my cheeks and I lowered my eyes. "Are you ...blushing?" His amused voice reached my ears and I closed my eyes in embarrassment. My pale complexion will be the death of me someday. "What? No!" "Did I got ever stoic, hardcore, brave, and stubborn Crystal, to blush?" "No... It's... It's cold... The air conditioner." I lied pathetically internally slapping myself.

I could feel my cheeks getting red, and I didn’t want him to see me blushing like an idiot at his words, so I used my hair to cover them in the best possible way I could. “It’s okay to blush you know,” he said, laughing at my measly attempt to shield my face from him. “It was a compliment, so I expect you to blush. Plus, I mean it. Seriously. You’re a very pretty lady. What is this guy doing? Where’s all this coming from? Is this him trying to flirt with me or is this how he actually is, and I’m just now seeing it? These questions kept roaming through my head, but of course, I couldn’t quite answer them myself. All I know was that if he’s trying to cause butterflies to grow in my stomach, it