Male Face Claims Novels & Stories

Noah warned me with his teeth gritted. "Mr Mask man, May I know what you want?" I asked the two men standing dangerously buffed- no wait scratch that, they were instead fat. Nothing wrong with that but their stomachs were bulged out. "Give us your money!" Ah! Classic dialogue.

I know I saved him, I knew he was okay before I closed my eyes. I looked around and observed the room, the three men in front of me were looking at me with blank expressions. One of the guys had straight, black, slicked-back hair. He looks like a gangster; he may be one of Archer’s men. One of the other men beside him looks like a pure Asian because of his narrow eyes and undercut black hair, while the other one had clean-cut hair, he looks half-Asian and half-American. They all look like half of their daily routine is spent at the gym.

,he took a deep breath and continue . "This is your chance to show off your great skills and talent as well your strength as a real man ,if you just sit down here doing nothing you will be seen as a softy, a frail whimp who got a pretty look,they will consider you girlish. You don't want that bro cause we're real men so let show them" Jim explained in details praying it will work on him, while Ian just stood looking like he gave up already. "Do I look like I care about what they say"Jace replied nonchalantly.

“Or what? Should I be seeking death?” The man replied, “Hahahaha! Not bad, you are more interesting than any other woman I’ve met before!” Fia retorted, “Ha. You’re really good at joking. You don’t even dare to reveal your face.” “It is what the plan requires. Not showing my face temporarily doesn’t mean that I won’t show my face forever.” The man laughed for a while before saying lightly, “Who knows, perhaps we will meet sometime. You just probably won’t know it’s me.”

well, his mate. He understood; he, too, would act the same or maybe worse if he knew someone trying to take advantage of a woman he knew. “Or maybe you’re the guy!” She shouted at him. What? Did she really not remember, or was she trying to play dumb? “I might be old, but we both can beat you to a pulp if what she claims is really true,” Aria nodded in agreement, as she positioned her arms in a way that looked like she was about to fight karate.

Gosh, I want to kiss him and that too, very much. “Say something sir” “Tell us what you think sir” “I do not come for those who do not come for me” Malachi blurts out and with that answer, he had given the public a big slap in the face. He is clearly not denying the allegations but he is also not saying he did it. “What exactly do you mean sir?” “My wife is tired, she needs to rest”

Since he does not make a move to stop me again, I keep removing the mask until I can lift it off his face. It takes me a while to regain my ability to speak. No, not because I was stunned to silence by how unappealing he looked, just the opposite. I do not think I have ever seen someone look this handsome. Ever. I am slightly offended that he had not been showing it off, but I am glad I got to keep him in his glory to myself. “Why on earth were you ever covering your face? You know a lot of people thought you had scars or maybe your face looked ugly.”

“I could have gone longer.” I blinked away the burning in my eyes and tried to collect what was left of my dignity. “You’re really crazy.” “You keep saying that.” He sat up lazily, running a hand through his messy dark hair. “But I’m starting to think you like crazy men.” “I don’t like you.” I shot back. “And I never will.” “You sure about that?” He cocked his head. “’Cause you sounded real convincing just now. Might even believe you were into it if I didn’t know better.”

Their face was painted ghost-white with foundation, with garish lipstick drawn onto wide lips—but at least they had a decent figure. "Why did you run when we were just halfway through, Mr. Johnson?" The person leaned against the door frame. Liam was spooked out as soon as they spoke. "You pervert!" He pointed at the person and yelled, "You're a man!" The man twirled a lock of wig hair and cooed in a deep, masculine voice, "So what if I'm a man? Didn't you look like you were enjoying it when I was… doing that to you earlier? It's all the same once the lights are off, so why be hung up on gender?"

I cut off what he was going to say because I know he'll just brag again. I smirked and said the words I know he don't want to hear. “I don't know anyone who looks like a gorilla.” I see his eyes got widened, like what I expected. ”Me?! A gorilla?! Your eyes might be vague. This face is crushing by a lot of women and gays and envied by men and lesbians, there's only a few people with this kind of face in the world!” Seriously? Doesn't he feel goosebumps while saying that? Or atleast feel ashame?