Eret Face Novels & Stories

His eyes were deep with a pair of slightly green pupils. His delicate features and the perfect contours of his face transcend the boundaries of gender. Anyone would be amazed at such a flawless face. On seeing Sarah, Etan's grandma was furious, "Get out! You're not welcome here!" Sarah had a purse in her hand. Her hands slowly clenched tighter on it.

He was subsequently seen putting his index finger in front of the pair of his lips. Eriwan Rocky’s mind flashed again back to the present. “Just by buying these undies, I’ve made a young lady pass out, Eriwan… I feel somewhat guilty right now… Hopefully she’ll be alright at this moment…” said Erito forwarding his pair of lips. “She’s dared to touch you… Luckily, all my touches and my caresses yesterday night have erased all her touches on your body…” said Eriwan feeling slightly jealous. Erito was still seen forwarding his pair of lips. “She’s also dared to kiss your cheek. Fortunately, all my kisses last night have got rid of all her kisses from your cheek.”

I was a shit shot but I was sure I would hit him somewhere. "Ah, here we are at last," Felix said with his back still to us. "Here I am. Why don't you face me, bitch? Actually, on second thought, I would rather not see your hideous face," I sniggered. Eric stood beside me showing no emotion other than pure hatred. Felix stood up and turned to look at me, his eyes running up and down my body. It disgusted me. He started to clap slowly. He was a deranged fucker.

This way Eris won't be able to recognize her scent and the helmet covering her face. Everyone settled down on their seats while she and Hildegard stood behind Lauriel. Across the room was Eris. He seems to be tired and a small hollow forming on his cheeks. The man didn't even bother to shave his mustache. She preferred her Eris with a five o' clock shadow. Imagine the tiny stubble caressing her skin. What the hell was she thinking? She must not think of any fantasies towards Eris.

It was a cold and very heavy hand. Uncle turned around to look at who or what it was, and he nearly stumbled from shock. It was Erato, the lady in black. But this time, she didn’t have her veil on. It was the first time Uncle saw her face. Super long and absolutely white hair revealed her face before whenever he would see her but now her hair has been swept back from her face. Uncle screamed at the sight of her wrinkled skin, and like the others he has seen in the past, she also looked like a piece of wood that was already rotting. She had pointed ears, and she had a huge smile on her face, Her eyes fully black did not reflect a bit of that smile.

Cherry red lips twisted between Erin's teeth, as his eyes downturned in utter obliviousness. Wrists twitching in his grip, the pair of lips grazing Erin's ear didn't move colder. In fact, they were a few nanometres closer. The puckered peonies known as Uriel's lips grazed Erin's ear once more, as he loitered his head up and down over it gently. The curve of Erin's ear tensed, burning a passionate red. His eyes fluttered shut as he sighed, tamely raising his head for his ear to meet Uriel's lips once more.

“The face is beautiful, but the words are not beautiful. Both are equally vile." Roger, who was munching on his cake, also raised his head. "Oh, I didn't see you until now; I thought you were the curtain." After that, we looked at Erina's outfit and the curtain after her back; they were all the same light yellow color and had the same pleated pattern. I pursed my lips tightly to stop myself from laughing. Erina's face was so distorted that she gritted her teeth. “Erza, did you speak ill of us to him? So he kept lashing out at us? It is despicable.”

carved into it. On my first day in prison, the other inmates heard that "I" had killed a child in a hit-and-run and fled the scene. So, they pinned me to the ground and branded that mark of shame onto my face. From that day on, beatings became part of my daily life. Riley froze for a moment. A trace of guilt flashed in her eyes before it disappeared. Just then, Leo Ferdinand leaned out from the passenger seat. His face had been altered, and he no longer looked quite like he used to. Then again, with Riley being one of the most renowned plastic surgeons in the country, changing someone's face was effortless for her.

I say, “I’m a very naughty little Catholic schoolgirl. Look at me wearing nothing but my slutty skirt, lace stockings, and fuck-me pumps!” Babyface looks like he’d give me a million dollars to be released from the handcuffs. He’s primed to explode, just the way I want him. Eric’s stroking his cock hard, and I feel the first wave of the orgasm as I watch him work for one last release.

Eretia's hand was still hanging in the air. "Alright. But I hope to never set my eyes on your ever again." Betty Lawson shook hands with her. "Thank you, Betty Lawson." Eretia gave her a stern handshake draining out her energy in the process. Betty tried to pull way as she felt the power in the handshake. "What are you doing to me?" She panicked. "Sorry I need to erase everything you know about me from your memory." Eretia replied. "No..no.." Betty Lawson's vision became blurry.