Invisible Guy Hotel Transylvania Face Novels & Stories

His eyes were cold, his words were sharp like he didn't care about anything, and the gentle smile I used to know was gone. He was cold, unrecognizable, with no warmth left in his eyes. I kept struggling from his hold, trying to find a way to run away from him when I heard a car approaching the sidewalk. A sleek black Jeep Wrangler pulled up beside the sidewalk. Its engine roar like a predator. The driver’s door opened and someone dressed in full black and a cap covering half his face stepped out. Radiating cold aura Silas. “Get in the car, Elena,” he said, his voice clipped and controlled.

He looked like a god damn rockstar ready to set the stage on fire. He casually lifted his helmet that had concealed his mysterious face the whole time. Evan's heart forgot to take a beat after capturing the handsome in her soul. Beautiful, handsome, those words weren't sufficient to describe him. He ran his fingers through his messy black hair, He had sharp angular facial features, A proud aristocratic nose and the most captivating part of his face were his unreal eyes. Is he secretly a vampire prince? There is no way a human could possibly be that good looking. Evan felt too insecure to approach him, she wanted to flee as fast she could but her friends compelled her to fulfil the dare. That

Despite his advanced age, his face appears more attractive due to the slight yellow tint in his eyes. The man turned to face forward and grinned to see a face he hadn't seen in a long time. "Long time no see... Silvanna."

As if their gazes were magnets he looked up at Trisha and now she could see the blood over his face, and the protruding canines. Well great, on top of everything else, she had fake married a vampire.

Something's wrong and it's making me uneasy. I ignored my nana and approached the man instead. I don't know why but I really want to make sure if what I'm seeing right now is real so I moved closer to him but he's still faceless. I'm starting to feel a bit irritated so I brought my face closer to his face then his hand moved. He got something out of his pocket that seemed to be buttons and attached it to his...eyes? His faint smile suddenly turned into a devilish grin as his pair of buttoned-eyes stare at me hungrily. He wasted no time and held my face tightly while opening his mouth. He was about to devour me when I closed my eyes and screamed.

He walked back to his chair sitting down. "The driver would take you home" he replied coldly. "but before you go" "Can I at least see your face or know your name" 'my face' I wondered, touching my face to realize my mask was still on, I felt relieved at the Revelation. "You didn't see my face" He looked at me not responding. "Did we??" I asked only remembering snippets from last night. "No, you are still a virgin" he smirked, I instantly felt my face flush, the memories flooding back to me

Daveryl face the man and smile at him. To his another surprise, the man smile that reached his eyes and shows his one dimple on his left cheek. Oh no! Oh shit! He secretly scream. "Pardon me." The man said while offering his hand to him. "My name is Ivan, Ivan Prowels. What is yours?" Fuck?! How the hell that the man can possibly have this kind of voice, aura and attitude?! Daveryl secretly shouted in his brain again. He accepted his hand while smiling at him. "Daveryl, Daveryl Ortega." He answered.

She took the risk and came out of hiding and peeped at them, Igor quickly drew her back into hiding, but she has seen what she wanted to see already. It was the short thicker man that was issuing the tickets for Halloween. "Are you nuts? Do you know what would happen if they find out that we are here?" Igor whispered. She could not vividly see his face, but she could tell that his mustache was no longer there, and the fake eyebrows were gone. He looked more ugly and despicable and she wished she did not see him without his disguise. She was still trying to digest what she has just seen as the short thickset man continued ordering the zombies around.

The face of my nightmare. *We meet again, little mouse,” he said smiling, showing a pair of fangs. Silvanus Mintis! In an instant, the past came back to me again.

Remington reply, shoving his dick deeper into my mouth I shiver, the cuff rattling above me "You spoil him by calling him a good boy" Ghostface retort harshly, grabbing my hair harder. "He's nothing but a filthy cumhole " He adds then stands in front of me. He grabs my hair back, causing Remington dick to pull out "Push your cock inside his mouth. I want him full like the dirty slut he is" he grits, pressing my cheeks together with his other hand. "You're just a little bitch who can only fuck by hiding his face" I retort back. Wanting his punishment and possibly force him into revealing his face