Crimson Chin Face Novels & Stories

“The Crimson wolves have always been in the FireHeart pack, because their flames and uniqueness comes from the same flames that emanate from the crimson throne.” “Can I ask a question, Doctor?” Minister Blackthorn asked suddenly. “You may.” “You spoke about survival of the fittest, how sure are you that the crimson rogue we showed you is not actually a crimson wolf but a generated one?” “The eyes,” Doctor Monroe said, his smile stretching. “The eyes never lie. A crimson wolf is made crimson because of its distinctive red color. This distinctive color is shown both on the fur, the eyes and hair. They have a characteristic pale white skin like snow. That is the characteristic of a crimson. If

Christin was unhappy. "How would I have found out about it! One is fair and the other is dark. One was flawless, and the other has small freckles on her face! Moreover, you had makeup on when I saw you while you were Natasha. Your facial features were more prominent. When you pretended to be Ariel, you had darkened your skin, drew freckles on and wore a pair of glasses." "The difference is huge. Who would have thought? Most people would not think those who have such differences would actually be the same person!"

I gazed into the mirror at the face staring back at me, far too young to look this haunted. The icy grip of the lake water still scorched my lungs, a chilling reminder of my past. My fingers brushed against my ghostly pale cheeks as my teeth chattered uncontrollably. God gave me a second chance at life, and I was dead set on turning Sebastian Vitale's world upside down. "Principessa," came a soft tap on the door, the voice of our head maid.

The irony wasn’t lost on me. Before I could make my case though, a woman stood. Her dark hair was straight as a pin and she wore a scar on her face making her look fierce. The dark line was etched into her skin from her left eye to her ear. Alexandra Chen. Her voice boomed over the noise, not because she spoke words of anger but because it weaved between everyone in a singsong fashion.

Tinignan ko ang lalaking nasa harap namin. “Oh, you're a sweet talker, aren't you?” Crimson giggled. Mukhang nakapag-usap na agad sila. It only took me a few seconds away and here she is already wrapping this poor guy around her fingers! Foreigner pa ang piniling lapitan nito ni Crimson! “With a face like that, who'd wanna turn you down?” I scoffed when the guy threw that phrase on their conversation. “You would.” Pagsingit ko.

And I wished he hadn't because the next thing I knew, an ear-piercing scream left my throat and I panicked with a new fear. Crimson was just a color until my eyes landed on his. A deep wine-colored hue rested in his eyes, the rim of the pupil had a deep golden boundary, the black dot between enclosed with silvery touch. It was beautiful in a way that I realized no normal human would ever possess such distinct features. My eyes frantically moved towards his hand encircled around my wrist for he had curved nails that were utterly unusual and strange.

“Now, try to think this ….” Momentarily Chin Hwa paused his words and held back Qeiza’s hand which moved to open the door. His action successfully made Qeiza focus the object of her gaze back at Chin Hwa’s good-looking face. Thick eyebrows shielded the softness and the warmth that always radiated from a pair of dark eyes below. The almond eyes always filled the soothing smile every time Qeiza looked at them. The small pointed nose towered over confidently. Chin Hwa’s thin lips were in natural red. Qeiza couldn’t think how a man could have such beautiful lips, even beating the beauty of young women she often met. Probably they were prettier than her lips.

There was this wide smile that she showed us, looking particularly glad and satisfied, that it showed a glint in her mesmerizing crimson eyes. She shot a smile between me and Clairmont, before continuing her unending praise. “The two of you are amazing earlier. I don’t know what will happen if you guys didn’t come.” Minerva said. Her cheekbones that align well with her face structure, making them look full but not too plump, was blushed with a soft red hue. She was blushing, and I felt like I would too, if she looked at me like that.

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.

I watch as she fidgets with a strand of her hair instead of making eye contact. The way that her face looks in this moment interests me. I can feel my beast comes forward as he looks at her through my eyes too. The color that has appeared on her cheeks makes her face look amazing. I didn’t even know that people with her skin tone could blush. She almost reminds me of the chocolate covered cherries that many of the humans in our clan enjoy. I just don’t know why she is having this reaction to such a simple question.