Face Claims Female Novels & Stories

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack! Beatrice abruptly attacked, slapping the woman across the face repeatedly. She was so harsh that the woman’s dog mask broke, only to reveal… a horrendous face of a beast. Her face was filled with fur, along with a few spots here and there. The woman didn’t look human but more of a leopard demon. Beatrice herself was stunned. She didn’t expect that she could slap the arrogant woman so many times, which indicated that the woman couldn’t dodge at all. This proved that these people didn’t deserve to handle the incantation or their treasures.

She was still thinking where he was until her eyes fell on a wall. She went near to that wall and as she took a close look at it her eyes got widened. The thing on the wall something which could amaze anyone. The wall had a huge face made on it, the face of a woman. Her lips were a shade between pink and red which looked too delicate. It had a gorgeous shine on it which no one can resist to see. As Cally saw further she saw her ears wearing a yellow jewel. Every detail of her ear and lips were too specified which made her look like a live person. Her cheeks had a slight blush and a sweet smile on her delicate lips made her look like an angel.

May be because he is a man. The beautiful face of the woman who seems to be in her late 20s had my finger in prints. She looked too pitiful Pitiful that if you are man, you cant resist such a beautiful face.She touched her face and then said you dare to slap me. Who do you think you are too raise your fingers on me. She argued. It doesnt matter who l am. I dont need to explain my self to you. What were you thinking to seduce my man. You desrved those slaps since your mom didnt tell you to stay far a way from other peoples' men

Eleanor went into the room and said gently to the woman. However, the woman ignored her and said snappishly. “Where is the general manager? Didn’t I ask you to let him come here? I must talk with him and tell him how rude their subordinates are.” When Alice followed Eleanor into the room, she saw a still lace created by excessive plastic surgeries. The woman had a v-shaped face, a pointy chin, and wide double eyelids. And she was in heavy makeup with star-shaped sequins at the corners of her eyes.

**** I was finally introduced to my opponent, and I was certainly not pleased. I was hoping that it wouldn't be a female, but almost as if the heavens didn't hear my prayer, my first opponent was a female, and judging by her appearance and the look on her face, she definitely wouldn't be easy to beat. I still had no idea who my second opponent was going to be, but I wasn't too pleased with the first, and I could only hope that I didn't have to fight with two women because I didn't want to end up breaking their faces.

Raven felt proud of his face meanwhile Kai doesn't care. Kai grinned at himself in victory. There was a short haired lady seated on the teacher's table, writing something. There was no one else but her. A single knock on the door caught Liana's attention. It caught her dumbfounded as her eyes met Kai's. Confusion and shock hit Liana in a flash. Her number one question is why is he there? It has been a week since she saw that face. She almost even forgot about what happened. She didn't know how she walked herself in front of a grinning Kai. Her feet just brought themselves to him.

Conrad was worried as Silas was late in delivering the lunch and Fia would starve, so he called him about it. Fia had been lying down since breakfast. So, she sat up and switched on the television. It was showing the local news. On the screen, a group of reporters was chasing a graceful woman. The woman’s face was wine-red in color. She didn’t know if it was because of her makeup or because of her inner struggle. The moment she opened her mouth, Fia’s expression changed. “It’s just as I’ve written on my Facebook. The woman in the video is me, not Ms. Reid. I don’t know who wants to frame her that they even changed my face to hers.”

The female figure didn't listen as she sent a punch to Natalie's face immediately, sending her down to the floor heavily. She climbed onto Natalie and began punching her face hard. Veins popped on one side of her visible face as she groaned. Natalie tried to dodge one of her attacks, but her hand was pinned, and she got another hard punch on her face. When Natalie's face was bloody enough, she stood and left the place. Natalie coughed out blood and passed out. Getting outside, the female figure sat around the corner. She removed her mask, revealing her face. Candy.

They all fell to the ground, wailing in pain. Now, Scarface remains. She stood up from her seat, and I won’t lie—when she did, I was a bit scared because of her size. She’s very tall. She rushed at me, ready to punch me but I dodged and then kicked her lower region… her private part. Well, it's not only males who feel pain when kicked—females do too. Her face turned red immediately as she fell to her knees, grabbing her lower part. Then I moved close to her, grabbed her hair and slammed it against the wall. She lost consciousness immediately.

What had been traditional territory defending itself against scrutiny had become genuinely progressive community attracting ideological refugees from across the region. Aria opened the summit with characteristic directness. "Thank you all for coming. I convened this gathering because I think we need space to talk honestly among ourselves—not performing for audiences or managing perceptions, but actually sharing experiences and challenges of female leadership in systems still transitioning away from male exclusivity." She gestured around the room. "Some of you fought battles similar to mine—proving fundamental capability, surviving challenges to legitimacy, building from nothing. Others inher