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She shook her head in response. I crawled away back to the motel but turned around first to see her peeking from behind the huge stone. I moved the palm of my hand in a downward position so she hid her head and I continued. “You filthy beast, you even harmed your kind.” I heard him accused behind me. His face is as pale as they come, with pearly white teeth and red eyes. His hair is parted to the side and slicked back neatly, tattoos from his neck go down and the creepiest smile I’d ever seen. I shook the goosebumps off my body.

The man holding me moved to stand in front of me. A captivating figure, his silky dark hair framed his face with piercing red eyes that added an intriguing intensity. His pale skin, almost ethereal, seemed to gleam in the sunlight, accentuating a sharp grin that unveiled a set of vampiric fangs. Cloaked in attire reminiscent of vampire lords from eras gone by, he exuded an undeniable and mysterious charm. It was clear that this person was not someone I could have easily forgotten if we had really met.

carved into it. On my first day in prison, the other inmates heard that "I" had killed a child in a hit-and-run and fled the scene. So, they pinned me to the ground and branded that mark of shame onto my face. From that day on, beatings became part of my daily life. Riley froze for a moment. A trace of guilt flashed in her eyes before it disappeared. Just then, Leo Ferdinand leaned out from the passenger seat. His face had been altered, and he no longer looked quite like he used to. Then again, with Riley being one of the most renowned plastic surgeons in the country, changing someone's face was effortless for her.

“Yeah, that’s me. You’re Sanjay?” As she reaches for the door handle, something shifts in the reflection of the car window. A face. No, not a face. A twisted, grinning halfcat, halfhuman monstrosity, its teeth bared in a grotesque smile. Its eyes pierce into hers, hollow and knowing. Jackie stumbles back with a strangled cry. The driver frowns, turning to check the back seat. “Miss? Is everything okay?” She forces herself to look again. The face is gone. Just her own haunted reflection staring back.

Ivan's tall figure had almost completely obscured my body from the camera as he was pressing himself against me in an extremely suggestive position. Meanwhile, I was positioned in a very unsightly manner, my leather skirt pulled up and flipped over my waist, revealing a large expanse of my fair skin and underwear. But the most heart-stopping thing was my face, which was in full display in the photo. My face was flushed a bright red color, my eyes were slightly bloodshot and brimming with tears, and I was biting down hard on my lower lip. The way the camera caught it, I didn't look like I was fighting off a rapist but rather enjoying it while playing hard-to-get.

IRISH’S POV I zoomed in on the picture, moving my fingers over the screen, trying to see if there was any way at all someone could recognize me. Thank God, my hair strands were covering a good part of my face, and the fierce makeup did the rest. But just look at that ass. It was well captured, round, firm, and Jimmy’s face… oh Lord, Jimmy’s face was filled with pure lust. “Idris, what’s funny? Why are you smiling?”

"I don't believe that you went from calling me trailer trash on the ice to wanting to meet up with me because you were bored and in the city. But I'm not going to push it." His mouth curved into a grin that was far too happy for my shitty mood. One of his bottom front teeth was crooked, and it gave his smile character. That along with his dirty blonde hair, gray eyes and sculpted face made him the very picture of trouble. I could only imagine how many hearts he had shattered with that smile. "Want a drink?" "I don't drink." I tensed, waiting for the inevitable insistence that I have just one glass, but Ivan merely shrugged.

EVELYN As I stared back at the returned Jack Elrod, I felt a pang in my heart and my lower lip trembled. Half of his face was hidden under the mask, but he appeared calm and confident nonetheless. His pearl-white smile sent a shiver down my spine and as hard as I tried to imagine the old face of my former fiance… I couldn’t. There was a sharpness to his canines that scared me, like his fangs hadn’t fully retracted after changing back into his human form. His smile had never been like this before, not when we knew each other.