You Got That Red Lip Classic Novels & Stories

Now, as she faces me, I notice that the dark circles that have become a constant on her face have been erased by a few clever touches of makeup. However, the most eye-catching thing is the colour of her lips. Her lips are painted red, the colour of blood, passion and savagery. The colour on her highlights the contours of her face and makes her brown eyes pop. It's stunning. Suddenly, red has automatically become my favourite colour. Permanently. “That would be a fault of mine” “So it would seem” Her response is dignified and unaffected and for some reason, it rankles. Her head tilts to a little to the side –in a wolfish manner–observing me.

"And I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed." He turned around to leave, and that was when I saw it. Time seemed to stop. On the crisp, white collar of his shirt, right against the skin of his neck, there was a stain. A bright, vivid, crimson red stain. Lipstick. It was shaped like a perfect kiss mark, smudged slightly as if someone had pressed their lips against him with too much passion, too much urgency. And the color... it was a shade of red I would never dare to wear. It was bold, dangerous, and seductive.

Lila stood in front of the mirror, staring at a woman she barely recognized. She didn't want anyone to dress her up today, she was doing it by herself. Her lipstick was a deep, aggressive red, the kind of color that said she didn’t care if she bled, as long as she won.

Instead, she had magically conjured up a pocket mirror and a deep-black lipstick tube. Then, with perfect mastery, she opened the small mirror and applied the bright red color to her lips. The vampire held his breath without realizing it. His eyes could only see the red-painted lips through the reflection of the little pocket mirror, and yet everything about her provoked unspeakable emotion. But why? Augustin couldn't take his eyes off her. Everything about her fascinated him. He waited a few moments, but nothing. Nothing more than a strange fascination for this young woman who had appeared out of nowhere.

"It's just a naked body, Nija." She handed me a long bag, and I eagerly unzipped it to see what was inside. Dear lord. A masterpiece. Art. Truly. A piece of art. "Wow," I breathed. "Yeah... You'll definitely stand out. Everyone else will be wearing dark red or black tonight, the colours of Wrath. But I guess you wanted something different. This will look perfect on you," Nija said. I glanced at the blood-red lipstick in my hand. This would go absolutely perfect with it.

I examined my face in the mirror and felt content. I picked the wine colored lipstick and smeared it on my lips, but on inspecting my face, I didn't like it, so I quickly wiped it off. I tried the peach red lipstick, it still wasn't giving me the look I wanted, I tried other red lipsticks - the blood red one, the faint red one, even the pink one, still none of them gave me that look I wanted, the look I didn't know but still yearned for, and not the red ones that kept making me look like The witch in the little mermaid movie.

Her hair was pulled to a side and she was wearing those dazzling butterfly earrings, her pouting lips which were a shade of red looking very seductive. Her caption read, "Love Maquillage's Velvet Rose Series: Beautiful red lips are your weapon to seduction! For a moisturizing and long-lasting beauty, come find me if you are interested, it's just 399 dollars with postage!" The text was followed by a narcissistic emoji. The second post was from the day before, which was a picture of a gourmet dinner. "Food is the best medicine! I shall enjoy this first and think about losing weight later!" The text ended with a large smiley face and a cute crying emoji.

It was perfect. The final element of my makeup was my lipstick. Normally, I loathed dark lipstick. But tonight was different. Tonight, I wanted to charm my brother so thoroughly that he wouldn't know what hit him. I found a deep purplish-maroon stick. It was a Mac lipstick. They had some decent products. Carefully painting the middle of my lips with it, I pursed them together and rolled them around until they were coated right to the edges. Then, I used black lip liner to draw the thinnest outline I could.

John looked at the time , 10h30am. ''We still have time, you want to try them both? then I can make a choice.'' Adrianna smiled, blushing deeply she opened the pink lipstick and applied a thin layer on her already pink lips. '' In all honesty, I don't really see a difference'', John spoke as he stared at her beautiful pink lips. Adrianna grabbed a wetwipe and dabbed her lips. She then opened the blood red lipstick and applied a thin layer, making sure her whole lips were coated.

She has light make up on her face but it didn't change her outlook that has Hispanic touch. "Whom I owed this privilege of you asking me to meet with?" He asked after a while. Her lips curved into a smirk and just by looking at it, he could not looked away his eyes from it. He remembered how she bit his lips that night. And now, by just a glance on it, he suddenly felt the urge to get revenge. "My lipstick shade is flaming red. You can buy it in Paris." She said. From her lips, his gaze travels up to her eyes.