Little gold stars had been painted on red nails so long her fingers never touched anything first.

Her white hand with its long red nails ruffled up his dark head.

Somehow it went with the red nails, though not with the sweet voice and the blue eyes.

She trailed red nails down the black man's hand hard enough to leave a thin line of blood.

Cassie turned to see that the raised hand had long red nails.

She spread out her fingers, admiring the long red nails.

He just ducked as long red nails scratched down the side of his cheek.

She snarled and swatted at him with long red nails.

She stirred it in with a red hot nail.

He regretted being so rash when her long, red nails bit deep into his arm.