Captain Phasma Face Novels & Stories

The second star of the constellation was the most dazzling. She was a tall woman, and as she walked, her hips swayed from side to side. She was flirtatious and sexy. She was also a cold and mature beauty. The person closest to Philip had a face filled with cold murderous intent. He had a fierce expression, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a very long and deep scar at the corner of his mouth. It seemed to have been caused by a sharp weapon. This person's physique was very sturdy and burly, which made people shudder.

I tug her face upwards unexpectedly. I feast my eyes on her face. It looks absurd and scarred. One part of her face is ruined. She still has her eyes closed. Surely, I do not know her and she is not a member of the pack. I have never seen her before but it all feels as though this is not the first time I am meeting her.

Micah looked the same as before, but the Pharaoh was different. He was not wearing his mask. Though a long scar marked his face, his eyes were softer than Nina remembered. He looked unusually gentle.

"The pack... the history... you can't just let Ignatius butcher him like a dog." "He is a dog," Phineas said. He reached out and touched the screen. The silver light in his irises flared, turning his pupils into twin coins of mercury. The tablet didn't just flicker; it groaned. The metal casing began to frost over. "Ignatius," Phineas whispered. The name didn't just hang in the air. It resonated. On the video feed, the man with the glass turned around. His face was obscured by shadows, but his posture stiffened. He looked at the camera as if he could feel someone breathing on his neck.

“I want them to feel fear too.” Inside, the shadows moved unnaturally. Every step echoed, every creak of the floorboards a potential trap. Damian’s eyes flicked across the space, noting each detail: dangling chains, crates stacked haphazardly, a flickering fluorescent light casting the Phantom’s movements in strobe-like bursts. And then, for the first time, they saw the face. “Alessandro?” Adriana gasped, voice barely audible. The Phantom had removed the mask, revealing a familiar jawline, sharp cheekbones, and eyes that should have been gone with Alessandro’s supposed death. His lips curved into a cold, unreadable smile.

Denera Even in my dizzy state, I finally managed to pay attention to his face. Although he had a mask on, it covered only half of his facial structure, leaving his lips and the left side of his jawline exposed. It reminded me of the musical, Phantom of the Opera. Maybe it was just the drink talking but I was heavily attracted to him like that for some reason. “You look kissable,” I smiled cheerfully, placing my palm on his chest as I stared into his dark eyes. For a moment I saw his gaze soften but it was only for a while and then I saw it turn to something like a glare once again.

Still not being able to see his face from the good he was wearing stepped closer trying to see him more clearly. “It’s ok Princess. You don’t have to be nervous, I’m Hades and you.” He said in a melodic accent taking his hood off to shake his hand, he smiled showing small dimples form at the ends of his cheeks with his fangs popping out with. He had his black hair with streaks of white flopping as with every word he spoke.Not noticeable for some or at least for me, he hard a 2 cracks like a cement bolt on the right side of his face no longer than the other almost touching his eyebrows.

“Oh? Who do you hate, hmm? Can you tell this old friend of yours?” Arman startles and quickly turns toward the direction of the voice, A lone figure in a dark cape walks out of the shadow behind the water tank and walks toward Arman who is trembling non-stop when he sees the face of the newcomer. This figure has a handsome face and confident smile as if all the things in the world belong to himIf Zhu Wushang were to be here he would remember this face, It’s the face of Romulus, the Last Emperor of the Roman Empire. But this time, He has black sclera and glowing red eyes, the clear sign of the one who was infected with the virus.

Although your fake boobs are about the same size as Xi Youmi's, you've stuffed too many unnatural materials there so it doesn't look springy at all. "If you have a chance to be a killer in the future, remember not to impersonate a woman with bigger breasts than yours. But it no longer matters. Because you will never have that chance again." Qin Haodong reached out. As his fingers slid across Thousand-Faced Enchantress's face, a human skin mask was taken off, revealing a hideous face. Beneath the mask, Thousand-Faced Enchantress's real face was covered with freckles and pockmarks. What was more, there was a long scar stretching across her left face, which looked really disgusting.

Lord Morel said in a thousand voices. “I as well,” replied Damien who looked at the head oracle, Pan Phineas. “`Till we meet again, Damien. May I suggest you teach Sebastian the song of Phases?” “If he wishes to,” Damien replied with a curt bow. “Until we meet again.” - This is the end of Phasma Phase 4 - We shall meet again in Phasma Phase 5 after a short break from the author :)