Home Alone Shocked Face Novels & Stories

My vision blurred. Then sharpened. Every detail in the apartment suddenly becoming painfully clear. The grain of the wood floor. The hum of the refrigerator. The distant traffic outside. Ollie's heartbeat. My head snapped up. And immediately froze. The look on Ollie's face had changed. Not fear. Not exactly. Shock. For the first time since I'd met him… pure shock. My stomach dropped. "What?" The word barely left my mouth. Then another wave hit. Harder.

Hilary White’s face now looked like it was from a horror movie. The result was like looking into a distorting mirror. Hilary didn’t realize that her face was contorted. She continued saying, “Hubby, how dare you hit me. But I admit I’m at fault too, so we’re even now, okay? Hubby, don’t be angry anymore, okay?” As she spoke, Hilary threw herself at Frankie Tanner. At that moment, Frankie was frozen from shock by Hilary’s horrifying face. This situation was similar to an average person suddenly watching a demon reverting to its original appearance.

I had no idea when my eyes fell shut, but the harsh sting of light, when it came on, I could never forget, along with the looks on the faces of the people around me. There was contempt on some of the faces, shock colored a few faces, and I imagined it was the very same face I had on right now. Disgust was so evidently written on my face, There was shock on some faces, And then, weirdly, there were small smiles on the face of a few. Including the blonde?

SCARLETT GASPS, "OH MY GOSH!" AS she stumbles back, staring at me like she's seen a ghost. "Your face!" she cries, her voice trembling. Winter and Chloe appear, clearly confused. "What's going on, Scarlett? We heard you scream," Winter asks, not understanding the situation. Scarlett repeats, "His face!" her finger shaking as she points at me. Winter and Chloe step closer, examining my face with curiosity. "There's nothing wrong with his face," Winter says with a shrug. I sigh in relief as I realize my face has returned to its normal appearance.

An uncontrollable throbbing and wild tingling. Alec’s dominant, persistent husky voice had my toes curling every single time. He awoke something within me each time we spoke on the phone and he knew it. So yes, it was very hard. Right. Again…back to what happened. That day, after an embarrassing display of personal affection in front of others, the hubby surprised me by taking me to our new home he rented for the time being. To say I was shocked was definitely an understatement. I literally was shell-shocked, jaw dropped, and tears in my eyes. Can you imagine how surprised I looked?

I stared at mom shocked and she also gave me that hard glare without breaking away . In my entire life I had never felt this shock.I was so shocked to the bone marrow that I couldn't say a word anymore I just watched her, but what was she doing here ,how did she even get to know our House . I felt my heart beat increasing as I held on to the door knob, unable to move away or just open it I was scared ,so scared than I had ever been .

, He muttered to himself loudly as he entered the inner room to get a bit of his much needed nap. He stopped right in his track when he turned to glance briefly at Alice on the bed, the scene before him isn’t something he had ever imagine, at least not after what just happened. He was left where he was standing and couldn’t move an inch, he was shaking from head to toe. He felt like he was having tremors, his eyes were as wide as saucers and no words would be heard from his mouth. He opened his mouth severally but had to shut it without making a sound, Alexander Johnson is in shock!

She was clearly human and did not know who Garrett was. At first sight of Garrett's frightening half face, she shouted, "What's the matter with you? You should be ashamed of yourself walking around with no mask on. Your face is disgusting. Are you trying to scare people? My poor boy is going to be traumatized because of you. I should call the police, you fiend!"

the person said with a wicked smirk on the face. The shock on everyone's face made me scared of what is to come.

May POV I throw up again. The second time since that damned video surfaced. I grip the edges of the bathroom sink like it’s the only thing keeping me upright. My knees shake. My reflection—God. I don’t even recognize her. Skin pale. Lips cracked. Hair knotted. Eyes wide with something that doesn’t have a name. Shame? Fear? Fury? All three. And then some.