Angel Dust Funny Face Novels & Stories

An hour later Angela walked to the living room and found Antonio being a model for the girl's makeup artist's role-play. His hair was tied into a little pony and his face painted with lots of red…he looked like a vampire. She tried not to laugh out loud. “What do you think, Angela?” Antonio was frowning. “Smile Uncle Charming, feel Bonita”. Antonio forced a wide teeth smile, that was when Angela lost it. “Oh my gosh… I can't with the face” he paused, seeing the look on the twin's faces.

“Angela, I meant Angela.” “Do you like this woman, Monster?” There was a knowing look on Fang's face that I hated. “No, she’s the biggest bitch I’ve ever met. I most definitely don’t like her.” Maybe it was the way I said it but the two older men in front of me laughed. Great big belly laughs. “Oh, he likes her.” Hansel elbowed Fang. “He just doesn’t want to admit that he does.” He side-eyed Fang. “I’ve seen that look on someone’s face before.”

How could the arrogant man also have a spicy mouth? “Heh!” Feby began to ruffle her waist. One hand holding a spatula pointed at Angga who was standing tall. “Do I need your comment, huh?” “Am I talking to you?” Angga casually said so. “You are-” “Honey, what's wrong?” Ares' soft voice made Feby quickly lower the spatula that almost caught Angga's eyeball. The woman immediately snorted in annoyance. “Angga here!” Feby complained. “He came in here carelessly!”

She looked like she was on a mission, and heaven help anyone who got in her way. “Well, damn.” Luca let out a low chuckle. “She looks pissed.” “She sure does.” Matto grinned, peering over the edge of his glass. My brow quirked upward in amusement. “My angel, what a pleasant surprise. I didn’t expect to see you flying through my door quite so... dramatically.” I took in her less-than-thrilled expression and added, “Is everything alright? You look like you’re about to either kiss me or kill me. I’m hoping for the former.”

Watching her full lips move like that makes me so fucking hard. “I had no idea you couldn’t sing,” I say, and then Anita’s eyes meet mine. She glares at me before talking the lime out of her mouth and tossing it over her shoulder without a care. “Who asked you, Asshole?” Frostie snorts and then quickly covers her mouth like she didn’t mean to do it. Then Anita tries to keep a straight face, but she fails miserably as she falls into a fit of giggles with her best friend and roommate.

CHAPTER 161 The Fixer picked up a cigar from the table beside him, he put the end of the cigar to his lips and began to take a slow sip. He romanticized the puffs of smoke coming out of his mouth and let them touch the surface of Angela's beautiful face. Angela was already fifty years old, but thanks to the expensive treatments and healthy foods she consumed after her illness, she managed to make her face look even younger and healthier. It made Angela look beautiful despite her age.

she ordered me and heaved a sigh as she put dots on my face using a new lipstick pen. Gemma was putting dots on my face when Elenita came. “We’re almost done, Elenita,” She glanced at her, smiling at her arts as she pressed the point of the lipstick on the tip of my nose. She handed me the lipstick. “Don’t worry, Angela. This is hypoallergenic. You can have this. At least this one won’t smear your face every time you sweat or cry.” Her staff came in, folding the clothes and placing them in the paper bag.

the not so handsome face of the leader of the gangsters had once become wretched that the corner of Angelo lips to slightly twitch in disgust. With a lewd smile, the black bear guy also excitedly said, “Brother, I think he was also perfect for our s*x toy, the little beauty had already run away” Angelo eyebrows raised, his sadist smile becoming even wider when the four men started scrutinizing him. He lightly pulled the bangs that were covering his forehead and smiled gently, but the phoenix eyes were indifferent as he took a step towards the beast race. “Oh? Would you look at that brother! He took the initiative to come to us. This was a real slut than the one earlier!” The three guys buste

Give me a second. The door shut. Lindsey heard the little girl protest then the door slid open. A woman stood on the other end. She was tall and slender like Margaret, but had straight honey blonde hair unlike her Mom and sea-blue eyes different from Margaret’s grey eyes. Celeste's cheeks were puffy and she carried heavy bags under her eyes. Her husband showed up behind her. They weren’t that different from Margaret and Trey. ‘Oh my… You look so much Leah… May I?’ A tear drop rolled down Celeste’s cheek and a sob caught in her throat. ‘May I hug you, please?’

Angel looked at Alvin, who was currently sleeping in Anjani's arms. "Why does her face remind me of someone?" said Angel. "Who?" asked Alessa. "Mr. Alden, I feel they look alike."