Novel & Cerita Face Claims Female

she shouted. When the woman took off her mask, Naomi’s pupils constricted. “You are… Chenney!?” There was an ugly scar on Chenney's face. It looked like a piece of flesh had been bitten off from her face, and the wound was uneven and pitted hideously. Even the group of men on the scene felt the scar on the woman’s face was terrifying and disgusting. Jodie covered her mouth in shock. She had never expected that the woman’s face was deformed. Not only her, but even Naomi found it hard to believe that the woman with the scarred face was none other than Chenney.

She smiles, a cheshire grin making her face its home. “Not scared?” I don’t answer, I just stare back at her, eyes unwavering. Rogues might fear things, maybe Alpha’s, packs, pain, death; but I shared none of those fears. “Heather,” a sharp voice like that of a dagger through satin sliced through the air, pausing the confident females actions. Quickly, the female before me sprang up, her arms straight to her sides and her chin up as she stood at attention for her approaching Alpha.

" the woman echoed, her tone brash and demanding. Losing five million in an instant was a hard pill to swallow for anyone. "Oh? Is that so? Miss, are you sure that it was the Arctic Snow Mask that damaged your face?" Sebastian asked, his tone instantly turned cold. The woman was startled and immediately hid behind the burly man, shouting, "Are you trying to intimidate me? I did use your face mask, and that's why my face was ruined! Look around. Several others here also had problems with their cheeks because of your face mask." As she spoke, the woman glanced at several other people, and in an instant, they also began to argue.

“May I present to you, my beautiful mate, Noor Jahaan.” “It’s a pleasure, Alpha Mikalya.” The woman with long, curly black hair and skin of dark honey spoke for the first time. “I must say, all the females here are very excited to hear about a female Alpha. They are very eager to meet you! I would request you to please join us at the ladies tent this evening for dining. It’ll be a pleasure to have you there.”

Seraphine was stunned and mumbled, “How would I feel if you were a woman? Would u still be attracted towards you? Hmm! Makes me truly curious.” That’s when her attention fell on Kayden who raised an eyebrow, and she felt helpless. This situation—she didn’t know what to feel about it. Although the tension was high, she didn’t exactly feel awkward or uncomfortable; in fact, she was shy. Finding the surroundings to be a little too quiet, Seraphine clapped her hands and giggled. “Guess what. I am a female. Surprised, aren’t you? I can’t believe this disguise is truly perfect; even you were not able to look through it.”

Where did I hear the voice? “Pretty face? Tsk! To me, all women have only one face. Does this look like a pretty face to you?” The scar-faced man lifts me by the hair and brushes the strands covering my face. I bet my face looks like that of a pig right now. “Fine! You trampled upon her face, but that is not enough. She seems to be alive, so let's get to business. Strip her!” The woman doesn't wish for me to have a peaceful death at all. It seems she would only rest when I'm thoroughly humiliated.

Moon Goddess, please help me. Lisa felt like she was going to cry at any moment, she was a bit grateful she had this white veil to shield her face from these horrible people. if they were going to kill her just get it over with, why must they look at her with those Stone Cold faces of theirs? why didn't they have any expressions? it was like a case of severe face paralysis. Lisa was being pushed forward without herself noticing, she was soon standing in front of an old woman who despite her wrinkles still had a beautiful face.

One of the female elders states with a scowl on her face. "These women are actually feeling bold enough to contest with us, the men, on who becomes Alpha and who doesn't. Mere women!" One of the oldest of the elders says angrily, hitting his chest and coughing in the process. The first woman leans forward with folded hands in front of her and looks straight at Atlas.

she whispered to the woman. The woman returned her eyes to her client and stared intently at her. She wanted to say something but changed her mind, going for something safe. " Is unfortunate that you don't play for my team, " she said in a low voice that only Adriana can hear and then loudly. " I will take you, ladies to the facial now. " Adriana's face was burning so hard that she could feel the smoke radiating from them and she could feel her friends staring but refused to look in their direction and just followed the woman.

I was focused entirely on the woman. Her face was sharp and delicate—high cheekbones, straight nose, a soft mouth that stood out despite the rest of her gaunt features. She had half her face covered, but there was something eerily familiar about her. Rosa? Or was it just that she reminded me of someone from the past?