Female Face Claims Novels & Stories

The first one said again, making Julia take a step towards her. I held her hand and shook my head at her telling her to stay put through my facial expressions. She stood in place sulking and looking aggrieved like a school kid who couldn't “Maybe she's very ugly and was paid to pull a stunt with the CEO to clear the news about him being gay. You know, most people can do anything because of money,” Another woman said, making me roll my eyes, were they acting in a drama? Why were their imaginations so wild? I chuckled in amusement making the three of them turn to look at me.

another lady defended her. " Most women like her are the ones who spend the highest amount of money just to look this young and beautiful. Who knows, perhaps she's had a face surgery before, or had Botox fillers injected in her lips. Her jaws don't look natural, neither do her lips. You never know" another lady said. They continued to talk about it until she walked up to where they were and bent her head slightly while smiling at them. They hated their Tete a Tete and greeted her back, forcing smile on their own faces as well.

Jymia said, hugging her body and taking a selfie. "Are you recording the whole incident right now?" I asks. "Yes. We are live-streaming on every social media platform. Right now, over a several hundred thousand people including women both mortal and immortal all over the world are being exposed to the real Dadi. Say hi to the camera!" She reveals, waving and giving me a slimy smile. "Why are you all trying to shame and emasculate me? I would never embarrass or change anything about women." I said, my blood is boiling and I can't take the embarrassment for any longer.

His brow snapped, and she swiftly explained her side when she caught that action. “There were fifteen girls in total. I'm only one person. Say I get into a fight and my entire face is brushed against the wall which mind you is made of glass, what then? I have to make you six billion dollars. This face is the money maker, right?” She moved her hand around her face to drive the point home. Luca stared at her, completely dumbstruck for a second there. “Would you have been able to fight off fifteen guys, Mr devil?” She continued when he didn't say a word.

Hence, popular female celebrity A was done for. Popular female celebrity B was a good student and a goody-two-shoes. She had not done anything wrong, but her face was fake. Regular photos and ID photos of her before the plastic surgery had been exposed, and she looked like she could scare away the audience if she took on an ugly role. Hence, popular female celebrity B was done for.

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.”

“I was exploring…“ I chuckle at her choice of words before I frown mentally as her voice turns serious and annoyed, “Nat, the females aren’t participating willingly with whatever is happening in those rooms…” “And how are you so sure?” “1000% because I’m about to teach two disgusting excuses for male protectors the difference between what they think a female should do and what a female can actually do.” Even with the seriousness of what she is claiming and about to do, I can’t stop the chuckle that vibrates through my chest as I hear Julian's chuckle at her matter-of-fact comment as he joins our link adding,

Her fitted, one-shoulder, red dress and her 8-cm, red stilettos made her outshine the female employees the moment she stood in front of them. Carol did not even need to say anything to win against them. Two of the three female employees bowed their heads meekly, but one of them fearlessly raised her chin and continued putting foundation on her neck while she said, “We live in modern society. No matter how powerful a person is, they have no right to restrict us from telling the truth. Besides, even if they get us fired, we’d just be losing our jobs. If we lose our jobs, we can just look for another one. Why are all of you being such cowards? You look like you’ll starve to death the moment you

The makeup artist dabbed powder on my face. "Try not to cry," she said gently. "It'll streak." I looked at myself in the mirror. Aria Winters. Alessandra Ashford. Flynn Lancaster's victim. Soon to be: the woman who told her story on national television. Five million people would watch this interview. Five million witnesses to my truth. Rachel had coached me for hours. "Be honest. Be emotional. But stay focused on the facts." Beside me, Sienna was getting her own makeup done. We were doing this together. The way we'd done everything since that Tuesday night.

"She’s my senior, and the most important woman in my life. Any media outlet spreading lies about her will be blacklisted across the industry by Moore Holdings." "You dare post such an unflattering photo of me and run fake news? As someone trying to win her over, I won’t tolerate this. Are you ready to make an enemy of the Sinclair Group?" The three of them didn’t hesitate to reveal their identities, each stepping forward to publicly defend Stellar. The entire internet erupted. “Oh my god, it’s been clarified! This feels like a plot straight out of a romance drama—three powerful CEOs chasing after one woman? I’m living for this!”