Face Reveal Real Ironmouse Irl Novels & Stories

Mine has been tied back, cut short, pinned with blades, grabbed by men who thought pain was a handle. Hers floats like nobody has touched it yet. For one irrational second, I want to braid it just to prove a hand can be gentle there. And then the face that is mine, the face they built without the person in it, the face that has no fear and no pain and no hesitation and no soul, does the one thing my face would never do in that situation, the one human thing it should not be able to do at all. It smiles. It knows I am watching. And it is glad.

I grab her face and look into her eyes. “ Are you really Iris? Did you hit your head? I know he's blond with blue eyes, but he's asshole Mr.Cole, a werewolf, and he's old...like ancient. I bet his balls sag...do you want to lick saggy balls?” “Ahem.” I turn to see Mr. Cole standing behind me. My cheeks heat up; I was talking about his balls. Wait, why would I care? He's my enemy. I scowl at him as I await his snarky comment so I can hit him back with something creative, but instead of words, he smiles.

Below the picture was an I*******m handle and winking emojis. Maria facepalmed. Oh, Athina.

I chuckled. “Alright. I don’t believe anything about Iris Silver. I did some research after your words and indeed confirmed that she’s a fake and I received a video of her. She is just as you have said.” A smile formed on my face. “She’s brutal? That’s what I like so why is she pretending to be nice? She even stood up for Argon’s wife.”

If he finds out that I’m Iris who knows what he will do to me. I wrack my brain for another lie. “Not who, but what. It turns out that person I’ve been playing with is actually a famous streamer. We never used face cams so I didn’t know that the person I’ve been playing with had another account with a large following.” The look in Vedant’s eyes tells me that he’s still not convinced. I try to think of something else to say, but come up blank. I can’t say anything to contradict my story, but I also don’t have anything else to add.

"I described her as the most arrogant person in this school. Irritating was your word." "She's not irritating?" "She's extremely irritating. That's different from being the most irritating." Noah did not smile. He worked very hard not to smile. "And she responded?" Something moved across Mason's face, quick and unguarded in a way that Mason's face very rarely was. It was there and then it wasn't, replaced by the usual easy composure, but Noah had been watching Mason Reed's face for four years and he caught it. "She said thank you," Mason said.

Her eyes sparkled as she found the photo she was looking for. “Here, we took a selfie when we came here.” Ivy showed her phone screen, an adorable photo of herself with a wide smile, standing next to a man with a faint smile, whose smile exuded undeniable charm. “Oh my god!” I swear I couldn’t believe my eyes, the man Ivy was referring to was Miron Pavlov, and what made me even more astonished was that this man could even smile. So why had Miron always shown me only his fierce face?

he scoffed before raising an eyebrow at me. This time, my brows furrowed. How rude. "Excuse me?" I asked, taken aback by his rudeness. And yeah, I did roll my eyes on him because he's acting so full of himself. "I said I found this first." he stated before removing his mask, showing his face to me. My mouth went agape as I realized who he is. Grey freaking Simons of SHADOW. A smile tugged on the corner of his lips after noticing that I finally recognized him.

Unice muttered as I placed my dick on her face while she lay on the bed. "Here it comes"! I masturbated in front of her until I got to her face, which was a lot, but Unice didn't mind because I was filming her and passing her the tissue. "That's a lot, Ace!" Unice teased as she wiped her face with a tissue while we both rest. I stopped the video recording on my phone. **