Man With The Upside Down Face Novels & Stories

For a breath I felt brave. Then the voice answered again, irritated. What ghost and what light. There is no light here. Look up. I am above you. I am hanging. Help me. I looked up. And there he was. Not a ghost. A man dangled upside down, caught by both ankles on a wire like laundry someone forgot to take in. If the wire snapped his head would hit the cement. Brains on the ground. I gasped. What are you doing up there. He let out a growl.

Myron asks, smiling, his expression curious. “Careful with that man, Myron,” I reply, catching my breath, “Seems like he took a bath in gasoline before stepping out.” Myron makes an elaborate, mocking show of sniffing at the man. He shakes his head. “Last time I checked, there's no law that says a man can't smell like that.” He laughs. The men sitting around laugh too. Even the man I was pursuing chuckles, and now I get a good look at his face. He has a thick welt running across his face from the top of his nose to a point near his left ear.

•A MAN OF REVENGE• A man has been wearing his sunglasses to cover his wanted face as he walk under the sun of Miami. Although he never actually cares if his face is on view, he never cares, he's free. Looking at the beach with those amused eyes of him. Watching every people passing by him, waiting for a chance to know someone who could dance with him in his insanity. He's wearing a pair of beach shorts and an unbuttoned Hawaiian polo, his head is secured from sun with a brown beach hat. Sitting at one of the stools while sipping mango juice.

She muttered in disappointment. "What are you talking about?" Ria furrowed her eyes brows. This all seemed alien to her. "This!" A man's image came abruptly near her face. The man had a porcelain face and amber eyes. A friendly smile was on his gentle face. In a few words, this man reeked of beauty which could even make ladies insecure.

“Goodbye Alpha. Thank you for the generous tip you sent and please remember to always give us a call when you need our services and we will be right by the door to answer. “I will most definitely do that.” I said with a smile and watched them leave happily, as soon as they left the door the smile on my face was replaced with that of an evil and deadly one. I stared closely at the faces of each of the men hanging upside down. The rope was not very tight so they could still breath and also not choke to death…yet. They were all covered in blood and were also groaning in pain, I could see from each of their faces and bodies that they were all weak men and the questions I seek would not take too

This man… He was wearing Damon’s face. But it wasn’t him.

He pleaded to one of them who was holding him with his single feet upside down not knowing that pleading will take him no where but more close to painful death. (Translation: P-please sir don't leave me I will fell down.) There was not two opinions about the strength and power of the man who was holding another man a little less than his weight upside down the skyscraper with a single hand. He was furious would be an understatement but he was calm as per the order of his brother and he wanted the truth to come out as soon as possible before his patience run thin. So he shook the man in his hold furiously making him whimpered out.

As Norman storms off, I look up to see a man with a terrible scar on the left side of his face. "Are you okay?" His voice is kind, and I blink.

His days now were so good that he didn't resemble a human anymore, let alone his previous attitude. Youdu pondered for a while, then took two photos and handed them to the "scar-faced" man. "Do you know these two people?" You placed the photos on the table. One image depicted an extremely handsome man with the prominent features of a mixed race, his slightly narrowed green eyes revealing a cold and arrogant demeanour. The other photo showed a stunningly beautiful girl, but she appeared frail and thin, her smile tinged with sadness, and her eyes seemed to conceal much contemplation, making one feel heartbroken.

I just saw him today and based on his face, this is the look you'll never forget when you see him. His forehead was frowning and I could see his beautiful face. It seems that its face was deliberately carved by a famous artist because it is so beautiful. It's perfect and you can't beat it with anything. From any angle, his face is perfect even though he frowns and is obviously strict. I wanted to ask him for help because I was slowly losing my breath. "H-help...I can't b-breathe." I whispered that and immediately registered the alarm on the face of the man I didn't know.