Novel & Cerita Lucy Pyre Face

Gregory painted a grin on his face to see her acting like that. Lucy splashed herself with cold water from the sink and comb her hair. She found a clean small towel inside so she took it and dried her wet face. She opened her bag to get her lipstick and put it on her lips. She checks herself in the mirror again and she felt relieved to see her face. She went outside and Gregory can't take off his eyes on her. He can't hide the fact that even Lucy just gave birth one week ago, she's still stunning and glowing. I wonder why Kent is still in love with her.

The people keep taunting and abusing her. Lucy couldn’t tolerate the humiliation and she shouts “Stop… Just Shut up. My head is paining. If I have power, I will show each one of you my power. I will scratch and tear every inch of your body. Just Get Lost”. She shouts while falling on the ground with her hands on her head. Her eyes were tightly closed. She feels several pinching needles in her eyes. Her vision is totally out. If she could see the absurd faces, who are ridiculing and humiliating her. She would have preyed on all of them.

“Babe. Wake up, please.” Lucy drops beside us and instantly pulls Rafe’s leg into her lap and she begins tending to it. After a moment, her eyes are shining and rimmed in red as she meets my gaze. “I have never seen anything like this,” her small voice breaks. “I don’t know what was on that sword.” She mumbles the last part, I think to herself as she continues wrapping the cut. I whimper as I again search his face for something, anything. Swallowing thickly I call out, “bring me a witch! Alive!”

He looked across at her and the slightest suspicion of a smile flickered about his lips , then slowly he raised his hands and waited . Lucy certainly presented rather a comical figure to tackle burglar ; she was little and slight , and with the long bob at which she kept her hair , she looked much younger than her years . It was thick and black and cut in a fringe on her forehead ; she had to keep it unwaved since she could not afford money for hairdressers or even for attending to her hair at home .

Amira said and bowed again. Lucy stood up and suddenly parted her hair. "You're not ugly, you're just afraid of the world." Its promise. "Wait, wait for me here." Letting it out to him. Lucy took a rubber band and tied Amira's bangs, as if the result was rice. "That's your thing, then you smile." Lucy said and touched both of her cheeks to make her look smiling. "Aray Lucifer." She moaned but the man pinched her more. "Be careful of Phoenix, he's my friend but I don't want an innocent like you to suffer from him." Its promise. "Why what has he got?" re -carving it. "Just take care of your life." It answered rudely.

Pussy sore and bruised. Eyes red with all the tears she had cried. Body hurts and with a serious banging headaches. All of this was happening to only her and her alone no one else. Would she die with this kind of unbearable pain and torment. How would she be able to face her people again after all this had taken place?. Lucy asked herself and shook her head in a pitifull way. She went towards her mirror standing at the far end of her bedroom. She looked at the once beautiful charming gloomy lady, but now.. Now, it was a ghost of her just for one day.

“God, you should’ve seen her face. Red as fire. You shut her up in front of everyone.” Lucy gave a faint smile, shaking her head. “It was nothing.” Julia raised her brows, half amused. “Nothing? That was not nothing. That was… bold. That was you finally standing up.” Lucy leaned back on her palms, staring at the ceiling. “I just… got fed up. She keeps pushing and pushing. Today it was too much. I couldn’t stay quiet anymore.” Her voice was low, heavy with a mix of shame and pride. “I didn’t even think. My hand just… moved.”

"You can all rise." They all rose to their feet and I could finally see their faces clearly. It had been a while since I had seen them face to face, but they still looked the same. Lucy was still a ball of energy, her pink, long hair put up in pigtails. She had a body con gown on, and it glittered with a purple colour. Her neck was adorned with a choker, that matched the colour of her hair. She was still as eccentric as ever. Lay on the other hand, had her short dark, hair in bob. She wore a uniform and was standing with her hands behind her back. Lay was known to be uptight and professional and never seen to be informal.

"Tell me everything that happened." Lucy took a shaky breath. "It was... terrible. I was painting by the mountains when I heard growling. I thought it was just... you know, wild animals. But then they came, three of them. They looked sick, like they hadn’t eaten in days. I tried to run, but one of them caught me." Kimberly’s fists clenched. "Did you see their faces? Do you know what they looked like? Lucy nodded, her voice trembling. "Their eyes, Kim. They weren’t just wolves. They were twisted. Full of hate."

she commented and came closer. “Like me” she drawled, her sloth eyes twinkling as her beautiful face turned into a pale ash colour. “Disgusting, I would rather be human than an ugly creature like you” Lucy spat calmly. Iris frowned and touched her face,clearly displeased but she masked it with a smirk. “So? At least I can squash that beautiful face of yours with my abilities” she retorted and sat down on a chair. A few minutes later her maid arrived, with bloody hands holding a stash.