Naruto Half Face Novels & Stories

“I’m not Rhunar.” Linda’s heart stilled, her breath stuttering. Before her horrified eyes, his face began to change. The skin across his features rippled, shifting like liquid shadows. The familiar angles of Rhunar’s face warped, twisting unnaturally. His jaw sharpened, his eyes darkened, his smirk widened into something crueler, hungrier. It was as if Rhunar’s face was nothing but a mask—and now, it was peeling away. Linda’s stomach churned as she watched the shadows crawl, reshaping him into something she recognized. Something worse.

He is a hybrid; half-vampire, half-werewolf. He has a bit of a square, but more of a rectangular shape face. A high forehead and angular edges represent his face. The rectangle shape of his face is symmetrical to the width of the forehead. He has a sharp jawline and his cheekbones are very defined. His jaw has a square shape and the face length is slightly longer than the width. His nose is slim, straight, and has slightly big lips. He has beautiful blue dreamy eyes, bluer than the ocean itself.

He wasn't wearing a mask today, so Aurora could clearly see his true face. His face is proportionate and handsome, with a high nose and long narrow eyes, thin lips. In general, his appearance is quite attractive, but the long scar on his face has ruined his beauty. The scarlet scar extends from the forehead to the nose. This makes him scary and cruel. Finn and Fahasa were young, so they both panicked and didn't dare look at Nolan. Nolan was staring at Phelan with provocative eyes. He was like the owner of the house and Phelan was just a visitor.

Although your fake boobs are about the same size as Xi Youmi's, you've stuffed too many unnatural materials there so it doesn't look springy at all. "If you have a chance to be a killer in the future, remember not to impersonate a woman with bigger breasts than yours. But it no longer matters. Because you will never have that chance again." Qin Haodong reached out. As his fingers slid across Thousand-Faced Enchantress's face, a human skin mask was taken off, revealing a hideous face. Beneath the mask, Thousand-Faced Enchantress's real face was covered with freckles and pockmarks. What was more, there was a long scar stretching across her left face, which looked really disgusting.

Because this is the second time he has shown his face without a mask in front of me. "Not really," answered Daran casually. "I can change the shape of my face to anything and anyone. Coincidentally, you keep looking at me with this face when I take off the mask." "Is it true?" I narrowed my eyes in disbelief. So, is Daran's natural face hideous? Without realizing it, I was still gripping Daran's hand and restraining him from wearing a mask. In seconds, Daran's face suddenly changed into that of an old man with a long white beard on his chin.

The next second, his half of his face down to the neck glitched, revealing, wires and motors. My eyes and mouth widened in shock. I drew back, staring at the sight. It lasted for a few seconds, but I knew what I had seen. His face was like that of a robot. Just like the ones I had seen in movies! "What the hell!" I screamed as my back hit a wall of the cage. Seven held his chin. He snapped his neck to the side and then rubbed his forehead hard. Afterward, he looked at me. His naturally electric blue eyes suddenly alternated to steel blue and then black. They were menacing like that of a murderer.

I wanna hug. I want comfort. Please mind… stop playing with my sanity anymore. Let me touch him. [Touch who?] I stifle a scream, my panic, my terror, my voice couldn’t get out of my lips. Can’t be expressed. Deeply caged at the bottom part of my chest. I’m staring eye to eye to someone who looks like a human, bright red eyes, black charcoaled long hair, tight thin lips. White chalked face, he looked certainly a young man if it wasn’t for the half of his face shifting a hologram of dark and wrinkly skin. An old man's skin.

“Yes, banamaðr.” She tips her head back and laughs. One half of her throat is still smooth and beautiful. The other half is rotting with flesh missing. Tendons and sinew are visible. Leveling her gaze back at us, her hair falls back and we see the duality of her face and personality on full display. Half of her nose is missing, with only a black hole where it should be.

Three long, jagged scars cut his face in half diagonally from one temple to the jaw. It changes your look. One eye is violet, in which the other is pure black. Goosebumps rise in my arms, despite the hot air. "Korin Iwasaki is awake," says the newcomer in a cold, distant tone of voice.

Both he and Seb stared, their shock absolute. Nate lifted a trembling hand to his face. His fingers—no, his claws—met not skin, but a raised, rigid pattern. In the reflection of the car window, he saw the nightmare. Thick, tar-black streaks, like corrupted veins or the branches of a dead tree, ran from his hairline down over his temple and cheek, completely covering the left side of his face. His left eye was no longer his own. The sclera was stained a solid, glossy black, and in the center, where his pupil should be, glowed a single, hellish point of burning red.