Boffy Face Reveal Novels & Stories

Ouch. “I’m so sorry. So so so sorry.” I immediately said but my eyes widened when I saw his face. “Oh hi. I can’t believe it’s you.” Boo straightened up when he heard me and said, “Lucille.” He suddenly hugged me. “It’s you. It’s really you.” My head was buried in his chest and I could hear his fast beating heart. It occurred to me he was as tall as Jasper. My mom cleared her throat. “Oh Boo, uhm this is my mother Elaine. Mom, this is Beuford.” I said while he still hugged me.

the owner of Xian Xing Foam! but only its face looks similar due to its body was already rotten and it has a big swollen tummy that has teeth and tongue! "what type of zombie is that..."- John Carl *GGGGRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOO!!!!* as the owner shout, his tummy opens its mouth and a sudden strong pulling force has been made! "hold your ground!!"- Bobby the pulling force was too strong and Kate and Cherry are slowly being pull due to their stats was too low to fight for the pulling force!

he scoffed before raising an eyebrow at me. This time, my brows furrowed. How rude. "Excuse me?" I asked, taken aback by his rudeness. And yeah, I did roll my eyes on him because he's acting so full of himself. "I said I found this first." he stated before removing his mask, showing his face to me. My mouth went agape as I realized who he is. Grey freaking Simons of SHADOW. A smile tugged on the corner of his lips after noticing that I finally recognized him.

I heard Jaffy groaned in defeat. "You know what? You can tell us what kind of air should you be breathing so that I can buy you a tank of it, so you don't have to wear that bullshit?" He bleats and tosses the tissue at the table. I couldn't stop laughing at what he said. Because his face looks like he want to swallow people in whole. Given that he'd only finished eating. "Can I just look at your face for a second? Simply don't breathe when you take off your mask. Please, even for 5 seconds?" Miette begged, If I hadn't known any better, I would have thought she'd kneel in front of me.

RAPHA OKOYE "Rapha, your unranked face is on the giant tracking screens now, so your rogue wolf better back down!" Amara barks with a fake, sweet smile that makes my inner beast growl. The exact moment my image appears on the live feed, the once-buzzing digital chat room falls into a completely stunned silence. But it lasts for only a heartbeat before exploding into a crazy frenzy of pure ridicule from the city packs. “Wait… Is that Rapha Okoye? The infamous plain rogue boy?”

Those eyes reminded her of everything brown — the coffee. Crinkles usually formed underneath and beside his eyes whenever he cackled. Those crinkles got her thinking if he was older than he looked, because, asides the crinkles, his porcelain skin always shone with youthfulness and vibrance, the kind of vibrance that radiated from a healthy teenager. " ... want some berries?" Dr Jake offered her a bowl of red berries. Rosaleen gave a soft, close-tipped smile which the young man couldn't discern if it was an approval.

Seeing Sebastian looking calm, the burly man snorted. "Mr. Ballard, it's almost five minutes now. Are you not even nervous?" "Why should I be?" Sebastian smiled. The muscular man said, "Very well! This is what a boss should be like! We shall see then!" Then, the five minutes were up. The man quickly asked his girlfriend to wash the concoction away. When the surrounding crowd saw the woman's clean face, they were utterly shocked. "Oh my god! Her face is cured!"

He stops right in front of me. Close. Very close. Too close. “Why are you moving away?” he asks softly. “Because you are doing THE FACE.” “What face?” “The… the K-drama male lead face.” “I’m not doing a face.” “You are absolutely doing a face.” “I’m standing normally.” “You’re standing MENACINGLY.” He tilts his head slightly. “And what if I am?” OH NO. OH NO NO NO. He’s doing it again. The Almost-Confession Face™.

Still, leaving wasn’t an option, either. “Hey, beautiful,” the other man said now that she was out of his arms. “Let me take a look at you. Wow,” he said, giving an appreciative whistle. “You’re even more gorgeous in person.” Justin’s hands tingle, and he fights the urge to stand in front of her like a jealous fool. “Ah, Byobby,” he heard her say. “This is my former boss, Justin De Nero. Justin.” She said his name quietly, like she was wishing him to be somewhere else. “This is Bobby Ernest, my…”

He clicks on a button and there's a beep that follows. What the fuck is going on? He produces something from inside the bag, and my eyes widen when I realize what it is. I swallow and try to keep my breathing stable "But what is going to happen is," he walks to me "I'm going to fuck you with this ghost face mask on, and you're going to enjoy it. I was too lost in the whole new information he just dropped to realize he had spoken to me with his real voice, not the altered one.