Voodoo Priestess Makeup Novels & Stories

I am a virgin. I don’t have any experience going all the way, but everything felt so natural with him. I felt satisfied with the way my makeup turned out. I went for a smokey look with my eye shadow, emphasizing my green eyes. I applied liner to my lips but left them a beautiful nude color. I added some fake lashes that I had left over in my makeup bag. Then applied some mascara to make them even bigger and fuller looking. I added a little eyeliner to finish the look I was aiming for. It took a little time, but I finally had my foundation contoured just right. I added some highlighter and blush, finishing my makeup. Then I started on my hair.

With the bathing ritual complete, they move on to applying their makeup, each expressing their personal style. Nerissa gracefully settles at her vanity, a beautifully crafted mirror made of highly polished mother of pearl reflecting her image. She selects a lovely lavender shade with subtle green undertones for her lips, creating a captivating and alluring effect. For her eyes, she chooses a combination of lavender and soft shades of green, carefully blending the colors to enhance the natural vibrancy of her emerald green eyes. Taking a quill, she delicately dips it into a pot of gelled ink, then gently applies the ink to her lashes, adding a touch of definition and allure to her eyes.

Once I applied the foundation, she could almost pass for a completely normal person at first glance. "They're actually covered!" she exclaimed, touching her lips in amazement. "The previous makeup artists never managed to do this." I smiled. "This is special effects makeup. Not many people know how to do it." She pointed at her neck. "Make sure to cover the livor mortis marks here too, please." I complied. Noticing her slightly flat nose, I added contour and highlight, instantly giving her face a more defined look. Finally, I chose a soft, glossy peach-pink lip tint. It made her look like an innocent, pure young woman. The contrast would make her terrifying grin all the more shocking when sh

The clouds in the sky darkened and the sun hid within the grey clouds. Damon's niece took care of my outfits and makeup. "You need to look bold and your face should be screaming, I am ready for this fucking divorce!" She said and I laughed. She gave me a body hug crème dress that reached below my knees. She complimented it with a three inch long heel by Versace. She curled down my hair and gave me the eye catching red lip stick, she gave me makeup that complimented my eyes.

The high boots kinda offered a bit of protection too, and once I took the black gabardine Vicky had lend me I would be good. My hair was pulled up in an Ariana Grande kinda pony tail with a tiara with cat ears on top. The make up was simple yet smoked. Since I would be wearing an eye mask I put especial effort on the lips, making them redder than I ever had. I also applied dark eye makeup and a smoking effect with the shadow to make them pooped out. I'm pretty proud of my job, so mom, don't start.

They three screams like a teenager and kick out Aaron. First I prepared my babies in their little tuxedos and then brother and Vishal bro took them. While here aroo and Helly with help of makeup artist start making me ready. First I took a quick shower, and come out in bathrobe, then they start doing my makeup and hair. I didn't like cakeup face so they do a natural look makeup, and kept my hairs into a beautiful curly hairs pinned in puff and then my veil tucks above with the help of tiara clip.

As the maids worked their magic, my plain features were transformed. They smoothed the foundation over my skin, creating a flawless canvas. Delicate strokes of eyeshadow enhanced my eyes, making them appear larger and more vibrant. A dusting of rouge added a healthy glow to my cheeks, and a rich, crimson lipstick completed the look, making my lips appear full and inviting. My hair, once a tangled mess, was now swept up in an elegant updo, with intricate braids and curls cascading down my back. A sparkling tiara sat atop my head, proclaiming me the new Luna of the powerful pack.

Bright blonde hair, provocative ginger hair, voluminous black hair, delicate faces, and pale, tan, and bronze skin tones, all glistening under some kind of perfumed oil. They oozed allure, seduction, submission, and it clicked. They were here…for sex...? The procession of maids suddenly formed a half-circle, and I snapped my gaze back to the ground. We went down to our knees, with the candles still in our hands. On the ground by my knees, there were markings made of red paint, forming a large circle and swirling smaller and smaller inward, with smaller symbols within the swirls. “Powers of the blood moon!” A priestess shrieked, “Strength of the ancient red demon! We call to you!”

Let's just call it a party like any other. I agree and try to smile. I slip on a pair of leather slim jeans with a sequined headband, a studded belt and perfecto, and slip on a pair of black pumps with a red trim on the wedge sole. Next, she does my hair and launches into a Viking hairstyle composed of several braids. Finally, she tackles the make-up. She gives me a smoky eye with a few sequins and applies a bright red on my lips. - A real masterpiece," she says, looking at me in the mirror.

I protested, trying not to blink as she leaned in. She sighed dramatically. “If you keep squirming, you’ll end up with raccoon eyes.” I chuckled. “Fine, fine. I’ll be as still as a statue.” She finished applying the mascara and stepped back to admire her work. “There! You look absolutely stunning.” I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. The elegant black dress hugged my curves perfectly, and the Venetian cat mask matched everything perfectly. Bella really had done an excellent job with my makeup—smoky eyes and a deep red lip. And my hair was styled perfectly too, an elegant updo with subtle gold glitter hairspray that shimmered when I moved.