Diana Daniels Face Novels & Stories

Diana's eyes widened as if she had just realized that she had a very important appointment that she had been looking forward to on that day. "The interview for the magazine is today?" she exclaimed with a clear look of panic on her face. "That's what I've been trying to tell you a couple of times now! Why didn't you listen?" I asked before rolling my eyes upwards towards the ceiling. "I feel too sick to go. Also, I feel like my face is too swollen, and my eyes are probably puffy. I cannot have people take photos of me in this condition," Diana said firmly, as if her mind had been made up.

Daciana whispered, her voice wavering with sadness. Selena approached her friend, gently wrapping her arms around her. "You didn't do anything wrong, Daciana. Sometimes, the heart wants what it wants. Daniel's just dealing with his own demons." Daciana nodded, tears glistening in her eyes. She wiped them away, a resolve taking hold. "You're right, Selena. I need to face this dinner with courage," "Yeah, don't let Arnou see how weak you are. Not that I am saying youa re weak but we all have that one weak side."

At least go a bit easy on a woman! Diana leaped to her feet and stood there bouncing, ready to leap away at any moment. Her quick reflex was her only hope now. But all her hopes went in vain when Devin moved so fast that he was nothing more than a blur. Before she could even blink, he was standing right in front of her, his hand swinging towards her face. Her eyes went wide and she could only stand rooted to her spot as his punch landed on her face, making her head snap to the side. Blood sprayed from her mouth, along with what was probably a tooth or two. Diana coughed and shook her head to stop the ringing in her ears as the second punch landed on the other side of her face, eerily closer

Sheila said " I'm sorry, I'm running late already" I replied I bidded her Good bye and left. I arrived at Bellaris in the afternoon. " What happened to your face" Diana exclaimed immediately I entered our room. " Nothing" I said " You think I'm going to believe that? Your eyes are red and your face is swollen as if you cried all through the night" she said examining my face I didn't say anything. From my silence, Diana understood immediately. She suddenly hugged me,

Diana, standing right behind me, flanked by two vicious-looking ladies with matching angry expressions. My breath caught. I froze. Diana smirked. “Look who’s here.” Oh hell no. I turned back to the sink and started washing my hands like they weren’t even standing there. I wasn’t going to play into her drama. Suddenly a sharp pain shot across my scalp as someone grabbed my hair and yanked my head up. I winced, teeth clenched. “Ow—!” “You think you can ignore us?” Diana asked. My eyes watered from the pain as I slowly turned to face her. Her grip tightened.

Diana tisked as she walked in, spotting us on the sofa. “This has nothing to do with a physical interest.” Daniela scoffed, climbing off my lap. “Right… that’s why it looked like you were going to rip his clothes off and fuck him till dawn.” Diana snorted, setting a bag of groceries on the coffee table. “If I ripped his clothes off, it would be because I also wanted to shred his flesh.” Daniela denied.

Kyle nodded at once after seeing her face and led Diana to his car. Diana forced herself not to look back at Brian; it was too depressing to see him there with that woman. They barely spoke a word on the drive to Brian's house. When they arrived, Diana mumbled a thank you to him and went inside. “You are back!” Daniel was watching TV on the couch when Diana walked in. Diana didn’t say a word and sat down on the couch quietly. “What is it? Why are you so annoyed?” Daniel sat down beside her. Diana buried her head in his arms and murmured, “Daniel, do you think a man will always be attracted to other women, even when he has a girlfriend?”

Neon stated, "She won't give up easily." "Why…" "My Lord, were you worried about me? Don't worry; I am fine. Nothing happened to me." Both men turned at the sound of the voice; Diana was standing there. There were plastas on her face. Her forehead, her cheeks, and the tip of her nose. Her dress was torn slightly, exposing the sides of her legs and her cotton pants. The injury on her feet was wrapped up with bandages, and she was managing to stand on them. Her blonde hair was messy and rough.

Diana said,hoping they were. “Not for another three and a half hours.” Chrissie looked at Caleb, a smile still curving her lips. Her dark curls framed her sweet face like a gray lupus garou’s might when in human form. She stood taller than Diana, too, more like the females of his pack, and she definitely had the hots for Caleb. Placing his hands on his hips, Caleb turned to Diana.

But Dominic raised his hand, preventing Rena or anyone from getting close. "You want to break my neck too? You think you can do it?" asked Dominic. "You think I can't?" Diana replied, staring intently at his blood-red eyes. At this close range, Pine could see and pay attention to every detail of Diana's face. She kept staring at this woman's face with dozens of questions running through her mind. "What's with this face? That look of anger… I've seen it somewhere. No! I've never seen it. I've always seen it! This face is familiar, but who is her!?" thought Pine.