Enderman Face Novels & Stories

Marvon's face looks twisted, as if Mammon were taking over his mind and body. His left cheek has eggshell cracks, and they were bleeding, so I could not bear to look at him for long. His left pupil has become reddened to the point where it looks bloodshot. His lips begin to split open on that side of his face, revealing pointed teeth. He hardly seems human at this point. The giant golden crow makes its way to Mammon’s side, lowering its head in submission to the demon prince.

Compared to this man, I look like a fucking teenager. The moment he turns around, my jaw drops for a moment. If this is Dominic Changretta Thorgha then he is clearly different from what I have imagined. I thought I would be seeing a grumpy looking man with the face of an elf, maybe his teeth protruding out of his mouth due to years of wreaking havoc on people and a lot of scars on his face but this man in front of me looks nothing like that.

Some of them looked like they were in the Mafia, and some of them looked like withering hags that liked to gossip. I tried to fake a smile, but it would not come. His voice kept repeating itself in my head, and I wondered why Luke Elderman hated humans. “Well, well, well. Luke Elderman, married?!” A voice broke through the crowd, amused and mocking. He had chestnut-coloured hair that frenzied across his forehead like a hot mess, and light green eyes with strawberry-plum lips. He was hard to stop looking at. “Desmond,” Luke said without warmth, draining his glass.

All those while, our biggest problem looked like Lana but now, she may even be an ally compared to whatever was making that deadly scream. “Hahahaha.” Crazy laughter like the coming of the end of the world rang out. A dark shadow flashed quickly, rushing towards Ann in particular. I leaned down, following closely behind them. I saw a demon that looked like a half smiling, half crying face. ‘What atrocity is on that face?’ “Damnit.” Lana cursed and fell backwards, a glare from that demon creature knocked her out. The eerie shadow looked to my direction, its red eyes piercing right into my soul.

" Hmmm........an old man , with a normal weight , a well took care of face with beard . As for his character , a cunning arrogant perverted person . I am utterly disgusted by perverts and the world of rich people is filled with perverts . Before Emma could burst out from laughing , she noticed a leg and shoe at the end of the poster . ' ......That's definitely Erik . If Erik is in the meeting room , Edward must also be here.........Oh , gosh ! I can't miss this chance . I must bear myself for a bit more than I can laugh to my heart's content . He he he ! ' thought Emma with a devilish smile .

" Dimitri repeated with a serious face. Rene didn't know what to say and was embarrassed by what the man in front of her had said, her face turning red with embarrassment. How could she avoid this strange-looking handsome man? He is a werewolf... He should have known..that Rene is still a virgin right?

The white-haired woman shouted: "Ma'am, go and help that boy! I'll help you restrain him!" After the white-haired woman nodded in response, she walked over to my position, stretched her right hand to my head, and muttered something in her mouth. Thousand Faces saw the white-haired woman who was helping me to dispel my grief. Came to me, and Donald sneered after him after seeing it: "Thousand Faces! I'll hang you on the Christmas tree later, let the whole Tennessee see your disgusting face, and put your face back in your asshole after this Christmas! " After hearing Donald's words, Thousand Faces's face turned ashen, but he didn't pay much attention. Donald, who saw that ignoring himself, sig

He has the most deformed face that is an awful grey with veins that are protruding. Connor only looks at the rest of us, "Oh, fuck."

she was cut off immediately the moment her eyes stared at the Janitor's fake facades. He was wearing a face mask and a cap. His face was familiar as hell, putting an electrifying feeling in her body. For some reason, the cup she was holding fell from her hands, causing it to break in front of everyone. Emerald's heart began to thump fast. She didn't think she could've bumped with the only person that terrifies her, in her own space, in her own world. Emerald was able to distinguish him because of the recent accident she had experienced. Same face, same facemasks, same eyes, and same cap he used during the day she visited her father.

A smirk spread across Nergal’s face, confident and unyielding. The expression on Merida’s face darkened instantly, her eyes seeming to swirl with shadows. I instinctively took a step back, dread creeping over me. Then, in a flash, like smoke in the wind, she vanished—only to reappear right before Nergal. He didn’t flinch, didn’t even blink. He stood tall, towering over her as though she were nothing but an obstacle in his path. She straightened, leaning closer with the aid of her stick. Within seconds, her appearance began to shift. I froze, my breath caught in my throat. Her features twisted, morphing into the same face I had seen in my nightmare.