Around Me Familiar Faces Novels & Stories

We are about to move deeper into the crowd when a familiar face stops us. “Jaydon,” the man says in a low voice, but I do not recognize him immediately. This is exactly why I was hesitant to attend in the first place. I knew there would be too many people here—long-distance friends, old business colleagues, and even some members from the billionaire’s club. Avoiding them would be impossible tonight. Before I can react, he pulls me into a tight hug, forcing me to let go of Isayanna’s arm. His cologne hits my nostrils, and I almost instantly recognize him.

"I still can't fathom why you're helping me." His thumb caresses my jaw. "In my world, the only people I come in contact with are just my family and the extended one, my best friend or friends of the family, but I've known all these faces since I was born. I'm also familiar with people from other countries due that's due to political and international relations and all we ever talk about is business. He looks at me for a short while, but it is long enough for me to notice the sadness in his blue eyes.

There was something oddly familiar about him, a distant memory stirring within me. Curiosity got the better of me, and I approached his table, my heart pounding with a mix of apprehension and anticipation. As I neared, his head lifted, and our eyes met—a spark of recognition igniting between us. "Jacob?" I whispered, my voice barely audible, disbelief coloring my tone. He looked up, his eyes widening with surprise. "Mia? Is it really you?" Memories flooded back, memories of a childhood friendship abruptly cut short, leaving me with unanswered questions and a void that had lingered for years. And now, here he was, sitting before me, the missing piece of my past.

the voice in my head said to me once again. As I checked the last Corner of that floor l, I saw some familiar faces. They were unable to see me, but I could see they had light directly over them. Their faces looked familiar, but I took a moment to analyze their faces. “Could that be Mia and Azek ?” I screamed in my mind.

I couldn't help but join in on their excitement, grateful for the love and happiness that surrounded us in that moment. As I was walking towards him, I saw a familiar face in the crowd, his hair tousled by the wind. He was someone I never thought I'd see again, but his presence brought back a flood of memories and emotions that I thought I had buried long ago. My heart raced as I debated whether to approach him or stay hidden in the shadows, unsure of what the outcome might be. "Mommy, come faster!" Maxine's voice called out from ahead, snapping me back to reality. In the blink of an eye, the familiar face disappears. I quickly turned my attention back to Maxine. With a deep breath, I hurrie

I kept my eyes shut for a long time before slowly recovering. All those heads had been cleaned up so well that you could see that they all had young and pretty faces on them. Every single one with a terrified expression, their eyes bulging as if they would pop out at any time. No wonder… No wonder the housekeeper had said that there were a lot of people at home. This was what he had meant! I looked around with my heart still pounding, and among the rows of heads, I suddenly spotted a familiar face. My best friend.

I had a feeling we were about to find out which, anytime soon. Around us, the crowd was a mix of familiar faces and strangers. The usual socialites were here, flashing their designer outfits and laughing a little too loudly, eager to be seen. Some people I recognized from my mother's past, old acquaintances from when she still lived with my father, my brothers and me. A few leaned in close to one another, whispering amongst themselves. I could tell most of them actually held conversations about her; they definitely saw her as some kind of enigma.

The same guy that had appeared in the hospital yesterday and I even offended. She then suddenly remembered why she had found his face familiar that morning. He looked like someone she had seen on the TV at one point or the other. Daisy had gone through a few articles before Violet came out and Violet is quite right. Everything Violet had said were things she had already even read but she was pretty much doubting. She had even seen more including things like his net worth and others. Daisy shut her eyes feeling slightly overwhelmed. Not for anything but that she did not like the fact that she somehow got involved with him in such an awkward situation.

The smile froze on my face. I wobbled, and stuck out a hand towards the counter to catch myself. The work surface was cool, and it pooled beneath my palm, making me shiver. I had to get her out. The humans here weren’t safe. I looked around, my breath hitching, counting heads and recognising familiar faces. I could see Dal, his broad face broken in two by a grin; I could see the Town Trio, tucked into a corner and gossiping noisily; I could see Tony, and Bill, and –

He watches it fall before lifting his hand to rub it away. “Come, Ana.” Mykhol turns then to offer to take my hand once more. I shudder with a look past him. Behind him is a sea of red and unfamiliar faces. Each stares after me coldly, waiting. Their blank stares stab deep into some unprotected place. Wounded, I turn back to the platform. But there, I find just the same. Aunt Funda And Uncle are no more comforting. They stand near but seem just as far away as the crowd below. They are almost as unfamiliar as those below.