Edward Bluemel Face Novels & Stories

Unfortunately, Sky caught him. "Uncle Ed? Why are your eyes watery? Did the peanut powder get into your eyes?" Edmund quickly faked a smile, nodding. "Yeah, it might be carried away by the wind when you poured it earlier." "Then wash it quickly with water! Don't get infected." Edmund nodded slightly. Without wasting any time, he went to wash his face. He hoped that his emotional turmoil could subside. But apparently, the embers in his heart burned even more.

This is how you will end your internship without even having to do anything. "Sorry sir". I said, trying to salvage whatever was left of my dignity. Now he sure thinks I am hitting on him. He held my face in place before I could even scutter away from him. He clearly had proper view of how flushed my face was by now. He troke my face gently, as if carving the structural layout of my face into his palms. He looked at me with eyes that I could not really explain what it was. I was lost, in his blue electrifying eyes. He was so endearing. Very captivating. He looked like a god himself. I could feel my core warm up to every struck of his thumb on my face. I was squeezing my thighs together, this

he said, wanting to walk past him. “Hello,” Edward said with a smile, “you didn’t notice me following you.” The man looked up at him then and was smitten by the man’s beauty, “sorry, I was occupied,” he smiled, “is there a problem?” “Yes, do you remember a lady you offered a drink earlier?” “I’m sorry, I bought drink for a lot of women tonight, which one exactly?” “She had long wavy brown hair and beautiful blue eyes,” Edward described, cursing himself internally at what he was doing but still couldn’t stop himself.

The camera man was insistent as he tried to scurry backwards away from the body. Cilyna, having a flashback from her little excursion in the woods with Kaynon, cautiously walking over to the man trying to hide behind his camera. She looked down, and sure enough, the eye blinked. The pupil growing bigger then smaller to reveal a red iris. The mouth twitched into a grotesque grin to reveal what she knew was hidden behind those lips, fangs. She looked at the rest of the body as screams echoed from each side of the street. It was trying to pull it's self back together. The camera man fainted. "What the hell is this!" The Chief's deep voice had a tinge of panic ringing in it.

I looked up at the ceiling with an erratic breath and saw an expensive chandelier with embellished crystals. I thought Edmund would rape me, but he got up on the bed and pulled me into his arms. He made fun of me and cost me nothing at all. "I don't like people who pretend to be." I just looked at him. His face was so close to mine, with rosy cheeks, bright blue eyes, thin red lips, and sideburns that adorned his face. Wrinkles on his forehead are often seen when he is upset. My hand reached out to feel Edmund's thick hair as he, too, stared at me silently.

Roland said still looking at Sicily's face, then his lips curled into a smile. "Don't think she will just accept you when she regains consciousness." Roland was still expanding his lips making Edward feel disgusted, "stop that smile, Ro, and get out!" Roland quickly excused himself, continuing his work to take care of Edward's business in the outside world. Meanwhile in the room, Edward was still quietly leaning against the wall of the bed. His gaze was still fixed on Sicily's face. He still couldn't believe that his partner was a rare and beautiful blind person.

EdwardBlack1794: and btw, I would love to follow you on Twitter cupcake but soon :) I groan. tate_kvngh: Whyyyy?? Why not now? Why does it have to be soon?? I wanna know how you actually look like :/ EdwardBlack1794: sent a photo I waited for the photo to successful load up and when it did, I saw a pair of long legs while one foot was over the other. He was obviously on top of a bed wearing a white bathrobe. I grin. tate_kvngh: I meant your face Eddie. But nice pair of legs though. You make me actually doubt that you're a man ;)

Boy in the bubble by Alec Benjamin. I left the food tip on the table and got out of the cafe. I walked across the street and stood in front of him. He looked up at me with sad and grateful eyes and my jaw ticked at the purple bruise on his left swollen eyes. His good eye was beautiful. It was a mixture of blue and hazel but mostly blue. He had a cute nose and his lips were cupids bow like and slightly pale skin. I admired his red hair that fell on the side of his face from his head warmer.