Naruto Half Face Mga Nobela at Kwento

I didn't overthink it, I put it up to my face and. Something stared back at me. It had a pink face with scars all over. There was a large gash on its cheek and another on its forehead. Small scratches were scattered over every part of its face. One side of its hair was shaved clear off, leaving the other part of its hair long and wild. I stared at it. It stared back. Nurse Rita's reflection appeared in the mirror and she had a smirk on her face. "I told you it wasn't a good idea just yet."

Kaze then slowly stepped away but after a few steps, his body started shaking and moments later, he collapsed on the floor and started to twitch uncontrollably. He tried to get up but struggled terribly. Pain consumed him as he lay on the floor, his hands struggling to push himself up. “Hehehe. You caught the gas.” The ninja finally came out of the woods, bearing a vicious gaze. His looks concealed his age because he barely looked human. His face was covered in blisters and scars, a few of them were bleeding. It was a horrible face to look at. He glared at Kaze with his vicious eyes, like a hunter who had just gotten his prey. He strolled casually over to Kaze.

"No, wait a minute. I..." Before Zion could finish her words, Mango slapped Zion's half-masked face. The mask suddenly got slapped out, and Zion's half burnt face suddenly appeared in front of Mango. Mango's eyes immediately became moist. "You want to be completely disfigured, don't you? Don't you have a good face? Is it cool to make such a thing? Huh?" Mango was so angry that she was about to faint. It was not easy for her to deal with them one by one?

The vampire hollers in pain, and I can hear him sizzle. Half of the vampire’s face is burned black, and the skin is peeling from his flesh. He hovers on the other side, looking straight at me. The anger and frustration clear on the unburned half of his face. Grinning manically, I raise my hand and give him the middle finger. Then all hell breaks loose.

But because of that, the two puppets dashed to his front and made a slash on the side of his face. The silver mask was severed and fell, revealing a handsome, delicate face inside. But at this moment, a wound was left on his face. Blood flowed slowly. “Ahh!” “He... Why does he look exactly like those clones?” After looking at Mask’s face clearly, Hermione exclaimed at once. “He’s also a puppet man?” After looking at his face clearly, the Phaseless Dweller was infuriated. “So a spy was among us, just die then!” Countless attacks were directed at Mask.

His face is masked and a large red horn is atop of its head. ‘’Before I eat your head, can I ask you your name?’’ ‘’There is no need for my name.’’ Niru elevates in air, his eyes are all red, glowing in pure hatred and behind him is the darkness of the distortion. ‘’ I want to kill you and slaughter all your kinds here, but my time is running out. I already fulfilled my goal, some time from now, this body will be nothing but a weak human… but I can still entertain you for a while. Come and charge at me beast!’’

Concern flooded his eyes as he searched hers. ‘Are you ok love?’ He linked her quietly. She gave him a small smile regained her composure. He gave her one more quick look of concern, before holding on to her tightly and taking a step with her towards the cheering crowd. “Luna Alys Nichols. Welcome to the pack.” “Yeah Luna Alys!!” “Luna Alys!”

I try to tell him off by keeping a straight face. Ever since he tortured my Lycan and I by kissing Luna Lillian in front of us my Lycan no longer craved to be close to him whenever he was near and I knew it was because she was really hurt and so was I but at least I got my revenge "What happened to you? Why do you look like that?" he examined me from head to toe with a grim look on his face which made me look at myself too because in my opinion I didn't look that bad

And then a man detached himself from the dark and prowled in. I sucked in a breath, a horrified gasp left my lips. The man before me has blonde hair, almost too bright to look at. His eyes were steely grey, apathetic. But it was his face that had me taking a step back as a horrified gasp left my lips. Half of his face was burnt. But whereas the lower part of his left cheek and jaw had healed, the upper part around his eyes remained unhealed and it seemed the skin had melted off his face. But it’s his eyes that paralyzed me.

Somehow, my nerves calmed down. My mind started to become hazy, only a faint image of his face was there. His arc eye brow, the bored look he has as he sipped on his milktea. Akio.. Cinderella..