Enderman Face Novels & Stories

His eyes darted towards the direction of the sword light, and soon they narrowed into squints. “I did. Do you have a problem with that?” Mane appeared. His eyes were freezing cold, and his countenance that of a lion that had been awakened. Next to Mane was Tucker, and behind him was Alucard. With an annoyed expression on his face, Mane walked towards Dracula, his lips parting to express his disgust. “Is this what you are when unsealed? You are like a beast with no reasoning ability.”

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.

she stared at me, holding my jaw in her palms "You would watch me kill Alpha Xavier, and watch me ascend the throne" she took a shovel and swept it across my forehead, tearing in between my foreskin, blood gushed out of my head, I was subconscious at this state, I couldn't even lift my eyelids up. I was glad when I saw Emily had woken up, she had fainted when she saw Karma's real face. It was ugly really ugly. I was surprised that Daphne had her face changed. She was beautiful and but very mean, I knew her face surgery was a successful one.

His face looked like that of a monster. Damon never showed that face but I was reminded in that moment that the three guys in this classroom were not human. With unbelievable strength, Damon hit him in his face and blood splattered everywhere. “Damon!” I shouted and Damon whipped his head to us, his eyes widening when he saw the three of us, a rageful expression still on his face.

Aiden stood in front of Eldrid, shielding her from the man as he took another step. "Don't go any further, Feldtg!" Aiden growled, and Emmerich came to a halt, his eyes blazing with rage. His fangs ejected from his gums, and his skull was adorned with black horns. "You dare to prevent me from reaching my Granddaughter, mutt!" He growled "Granddaughter?" Aiden inquired, baffled. But the blazing demon threw him across the room, leaving him unanswered.

I comment, “That’s normal for a human, and normal for many other Daemonaria. I look a lot like an Elf, as you suggested. But people will know me as a Trickster even if I keep my mouth shut and don’t bare my fangs simply because Elves don’t have brown eyes.” “Oh, so it’s like an immediate giveaway. That’s why you hide your ears all the time.”

A familiar figure showed off from behind the couple with few other figures, Eren stared at him with disgust, Traitors. "Remember me? My Lord? " Mr. Renaldy spoke in his usual even voice, Eren noticed that he looked much older than before, the people trailing after him were what was left of his family, and they all were shadow demons.

I removed my hand from my face and looked up only to see the wolf getting strangled but I couldn't really see Nolan as he was above the wolf, strangling him. I looked at the wolf with horror oozing out of my eyes. I couldn't digest the fact that there was a wolf on top of me. As he pulled the wolf away from me and threw him away with the rope I looked up to match his eyes but my eyes widened even more when I saw the most unexpected person in front of me. Where is Nolan? What is the scarface doing here? Did he save me? But that voice...belonged to Nolan. He bent down in front of me and forward his hand near my face as he caressed my cheek with the back of his hand, making me gawk at him in pu

If anything she smelt like the other two guys who he was sure were vampires. At Arnold's statement, the five people standing before Alpha Peter as if in judgment, turned around, and Derek balked. This was not Emma, at least not his. Who was this? An impersonator? "Who are you?" He asked calmly, getting closer to the redhead in front of him. He wanted to jerk her, until she confessed why she had taken his little witch's face but for the multitude in the hall. He didn't want to lose his self control. That would be a bad image for the pack. That would be a bad image for an upcoming Alpha.

As I studied Emmanuel's figure, he reminded me of a stick insect. Tall for his age, but with a visible gauntness that revealed the bones beneath his skin. His complexion was muddy, his lips cracked, and dark circles marred the skin under his eyes. It was a state reminiscent of many residents of Ice Demon City before their arrival. "This is Emmanuel, Young Lord," Aldo introduced the new recruit, prompting me to give him a scrutinizing gaze as if assessing his potential. However, the system had already provided me with the necessary information.