Gacha Life Face Novels & Stories

he rubbed his evident stubble, embarrassed at the fact that he didn't know her name while they had a heart-to-heart discussion. "Am Sabina, Zara is in school already." "Oh, sure lemme leave you to it then" he stretched himself throwing a lip-sided smile at her then retired to his room. Constructive comments or cheesy ones too thanks lovelies.

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I stammered, my heart jackhammering away. "Getting a better look," he said with an impish grin and I felt my face and ears flush completely. Was he going to kiss me again? "Are you gay?" I asked as I averted my gaze from his captivating grey. "Not telling," he whispered and backed away from me. "I don't mind starting as friends though. I'm Higan." He stretched a hand out to me and I stared at it for a while. He gave his hand a shake to remind me that he was waiting and I took his hand before shaking it briefly.

Shelly pov I'm crying in my room.i told my parents that I don't wanna to get Married right now. I want to complete my study and become something in future on my own. I want to make my career. But my parents said that they just wanna to marry me off to a good family and free from their responsibilities. Like seriously. Well my name is Shelly shukla. I am 19 year old with brown hair and hazel eyes. My skin is creamy white with round face and straight nose. My dream is to become a successful computer programmer in future. I just love technology very much.

" you can still watch it soon baby, right now Tay, Krist and I should gather all information and strategies that Mr. grey has so that we could use it with you guys" " what the hell" I returned to my senses when my phone suddenly vibrated Off is calling.. what should I do?.. should I answer it? But... " Hello?" (Marupok ka Gun * here in the Philippines we call a person MARUPOK, when the person is easy to tease with or in other terms WEAK.. here Gun, is marupok because instead of not answering the call he immediately swiped and answered it without even thinking 🤔🤔😒😒)

Her soul drifted in the air, and then, she saw me. “Daisy! Daisy!” She called out my name over and over, overwhelmed with sudden joy. “I’m sorry, Daisy… I was wrong. I’m sorry.” Please look back at me, okay? If there’s a next life, I will treat you right!” However, feeling that the invisible bond between us had finally vanished, I drifted farther and farther away without looking back. Mom, if there is a next life, I don’t want you as my mom anymore.

"Arriving at No. 3! A guy with a golden ratio face, like a glass mask. But even the perfection of his face couldn’t eclipse the 98.7% success rate for his Airburst field mission. The sweet-faced knight, alias: Zamonte!" A gent with an aquiline nose, curly hair, and a weighted tank top was doing the side-plank, waving his hand and flirting with the cameramen and live audience. "A beauty with a fierceness that even monsters have to succumb to. The one that put an end to Rime Slayer, a Queen-level dangerous serial killer, on her own. No. 2, Demon Princess, alias: Gabrielle!" A slim girl with a faded sixpack between her sports bra and blue leggings is wiping post-workout sweat from her hair ends

High, sculpted cheekbones dusted with natural glow, subtle across a small straight nose, rose petal lips that curved like secrets. Her eyes—my eyes—were the same shape, but surrounded by slightly elongated lashes and arched brows that softened the intensity. This face, this creation, was devastatingly charming. Beautiful... perhaps even more than the face I'd inherited at birth. “Do you think this boyfriend of yours will appreciate a fake face?” Giada’s voice sliced into my thoughts, smug and teasing as usual from the driver’s seat. I didn’t take my eyes off the mirror, “Are you going to tell him about it?”

I tug her face upwards unexpectedly. I feast my eyes on her face. It looks absurd and scarred. One part of her face is ruined. She still has her eyes closed. Surely, I do not know her and she is not a member of the pack. I have never seen her before but it all feels as though this is not the first time I am meeting her.

She is working on a new submachine gun prototype that she wants to show you. -Me? And what do I have to see? —Luna is never wrong with her girls and she signed you. How odd. Another person who had me in her sights. It didn't even surprise me, it was practically my breakfast every day. "Oops, what's that face?" -Nothing. What do you mean "his girls"?