Face Descriptions Mga Nobela at Kwento

My hands were shaking as I spoke. “I have three faces, Mom!. Three different people living inside me!” I cried. “One is a little girl of around 12 years always scared, always crying in my dreams. The second is that old woman the one who first appeared in the mirror that night. But the third one…” My voice broke.

Reminding me of the look on my mom's face whenever she was bothered or disappointed. I always stare at people’s face, not that it was a hobby or a thing of mine, its not that I felt great when I look at people's eyes and its definitely not a habit either. I just like seeing expressions, different set of reactions whether it was a faked smile to hide pain, a laugh of bitterness, a hint of unnerving jealousy or a poker faced response. It would always bring a wave of excitement and an unending thrill to my boring life.

He nodded, removing his hood and allowing me full access to his face. He's such a man that other girls would roll their asses off just to get into his pants. If I happen to be that most girls, I will definitely drool over him. He has pale white skin, jet black shaggy hair that falls directly above his eyelids, and narrow round eyes. Define straight nose, heart-shaped lips, and arrogant yet feminine cheekbone, which would make him a pretty boy yet handsome in a masculine way. I couldn't see his face when we first met because he was wearing a mask and I could tell he was a year older than me.

Rose said, "Her facial features looked very abstract. It was like she had been run over twice by a car tire.” Jay stifled the anger in his heart. "Describe the details."

“He does not know how we are dressed.” “No, but he knows our faces – I’m sure that was one of the first things he looked up about you – and he’s running facial recognition software for sure. We can’t go out there like this, with our faces exposed. We’ll get recognized at the first ATM camera we pass by.” “Ah, quel bordel…” JP thinks for a moment, then crooks his finger. “Follow me.”

Its breath tingles my ear for a while. Reluctantly, I peep sideways. I wish I hadn't. I face the ugliest flat face I have ever come across in my life. He outperforms Jared’s excessive acne face. Murad’s yellow teeth. And Dhairya’s lusty eyes. ‘Huh?’ I blink at him a couple of times. What in the living satan a devil like him doing on the face of the planet? You lost, Buddy? Must be one of a frying pan in charge of the burning hell!

The face surprises me. Jack.

After a few seconds, Jane continued, "She had thin lips and a big nose. Her eyes are beautiful and wide." "Does she have any peculiar features? Like a mole on her face or something?" "No." Sydney was silent. There were no obvious peculiar features on the face. It was difficult to find someone with such a description. "If only we could get someone to draw a picture of the woman's face." Luke scratched his hair and said with a bit of frustration.

"Although you haven't changed a lot and are still as sarcastic as before, I'll nevertheless help you but I don't know when I'll come back to the country. I'm not ready to visit that old man yet…" "You don't need to be present. I only want to make use of your face and I have it here already," Richard confessed. "What do you mean by you have my face there already? How's it even possibl… hyper-realistic face mask? You actually...how could you reduce my handsome face to something you could mimick, play with and discard at will!" "I could only come up with your face when I thought about the face to use. Since it's easier to recreate plain faces, I opted for yours," Richard said offhandedly.

His features were breathtakingly beautiful. The kind of face that belonged in legends. The kind of face people remembered forever.