Alex Meyers Face Novels & Stories

She frankly asked him but he shook his head. "I don't know, many people have asked me that too, but I guess my face has the most look alike in the whole world." He humored before picking up a fries and stuff it inside his mouth. "Right." She muttered but still aren't convinced. By the way he twitched his lips, there's something in this guy. "What's your name?" "You can call me Alex, short for Alexis. I'm not Russian though." "Okay, Alex. Bon Appetit." She needs to know him more. She has this strong feeling that she knows him, and she ought to find it out.

And the silence, inside and outside Alex's mind, was so total that, with his arms under his head, he fell asleep. Micky turns onto his side, watching the sleeping face of the love of his life. Alex had a beautiful face. A clean shave on smooth skin, so blond it wasn't even visible. Hair still mussed, finger-combed back, shining like pale gold. The lidded eyes, blue as the sky above them. Pink lips, thin and flawless, that hid perfect white teeth. A thick neck, strong and muscular, where the metebond mark was on. Broad shoulders, strong pecs and defined abs. Strong, muscular thighs and a cock that drove him crazy.

"Are you sure?" "Yes! I can scent him!" Mila quickly straightened her mask and picked up her drink, acting as if nothing was out of place. Alex slowed and lifted his golden mask from his face, and a knot formed in my stomach. "F*ck, he's beautiful," I internally whispered. Alex hasn't changed much in appearance. His hair was still short and neatly combed, but he had lost his sweet boy face. His face now looked like he was constantly in pain, his gray, stormy eyes looked colder, and his body had gained a lot more muscle volume.

he giggled and he saw Kobe, Damien and Rico. "They look ridiculous! What did you do to them paramore! I mean Hayley Williams!" he shot me an angry look and he laughed. As in laugh his genuine kid laugh. "Nuh, I'm just kidding I know you're not Hayley Williams" he looked at my back and he sighed "I guess it's time to say good bye uh...uh…what's your name?" "I'm Alex." "Oh, okay! Bye..." He hugged me and ran clumsily to his mother. I looked at him while they are talking. We were about to go when he grab my knees again.

I can't see her face properly because of the dark shades She looks familiar though Alex smirked as she kept hearing people talking about her. Meet Alex Reynolds a top model and actress in Los Angeles. She's also the younger sister to Ethan Reynolds, Ryan best friend. She paused and removed her glasses gracefully flipping her hair in the process. Wow! It's really her It's miss Alex...Alex Reynolds gosh I can't believe this.... Her smirk increased when she noticed them taking pictures of her. ' that's right take alot of pictures but save some space for later when my date comes ' she thought

Then, his expression contorts a bit, and that only worries me more. “Alex? Isss—hff. Is Alex okay?” His expression immediately lightens. “Huh? Oh, yeah. He’s good. Sorry, thought you were gonna, I mean…erh…” Then he becomes awkward, looking away. Before I can ask what he means, I hear some people demanding more room. The paramedics have a player strapped down on a stretcher as they roll him out. The entire right side of his face is coated in red as he presses a cloth to his face, whimpering in pain.

His dimples make his face look even better looking. "I was wondering if you knew if this was the line for the bookstore that handles lit majors? I'm Christopher, by the way." He sticks his hand out for me to shake. "Yeah, this is the line. I'm Megan." I shake his hand and smile at him. "This is Emily." "Hi, I'm Alexander or Alex," Alex says while taking Emily's hand in his and kissing it. Emily's cheeks turn red, and she smiles shyly at Alex. The two of them start a conversation, and it's like they're in their world. I hear a chuckle come from beside me, and I turn to see Christopher with a smile on his face.

I can’t even look up to see his face because of shame. “Should i say something first?” I thought to myself. Just then I hear running footsteps come close to me. It was Alex who almost ran beside my bed then siting beside my bed and taking my right hand into his arm. “Why did you do this?” Alex ask me in a painful tone. He is making a face that I never seen before. What is this face he is making? Is it regret , sorrow or sympathy. And looks like he is almost on the verge of tears. His handsome face looks bad too like he haven’t been sleeping for a long time. There are black under his eyes. Even his hairs is messy . How long I am here?

said Albert in his heart. Albert suddenly grew tired of everyone calling him Albert. He takes an ID card from his wallet and then shows it to Alex to prove he is Axel. Upon seeing that, Alex looked at Albert's face seriously and felt certain that he was Albert. “But, I feel very sure your face is Albert's face,” Alex said while gently touching Albert's face. “What could make you the difference between me and Albert?” “Albert has a very calm face, while Axel has a cold face. You have a calm face, so you are Albert. Please stop joking around like this, Albert. This is so unfunny. I miss you so much because we haven't seen each other in a long time.”

The image starts to load as I tap my foot on the floor, expecting to see Jake's face staring back at me. The face of a traitor. It clicks open, and I see the image of another man. He has broad shoulders and a thin jawline, and his eyes are cold, staring deep into me. Not Jake. And not a stranger like I thought, who would be one of Eve's numerous boyfriends. Before me is the image of Alex. He looks really different from how I remember him, but I can't forget how he looks. His face does not register any emotion. Rage suddenly flares up inside of me as a frown of confusion darkens my face.