Quotes 2 Faced Novels & Stories

I asked with a frown on his face. "Because...we hate each other." He said with a smile on his face, a sarcastic one. What? Do they hate each other? Why? What's the reason? "Anyways," He said and grabbed my face as he pressed his lips on mine. I shut my eyes and grabbed his hands which were cupping my face. His lips moved on mine in perfect sync. It was gentle and passionate yet it felt so intense. He titled my face and continued to kiss me until I was out of breath. He immediately pulled away when I slightly punched him on his arm and leaned his head against mine.

Spat in his face. “Yes.”

Quetzal clicked his tongue a few times: "He's not an ordinary person, but if you hit him, then hit him, why did you choose to hit him in the face?" Wasn't this telling others how terrible he had beaten Noble? Bucky's heart felt like it was stabbed. Unexpectedly, Quetzal stabbed him in the heart: "You two fought, but your face didn't have any injuries?" After speaking, Quetzal seemed to think of something: "I saw in the video, Noble hit you in the stomach. Didn't he hit you in a place that was hidden from your view, and you hit you in a visible place?" Bucky's already ugly face became even uglier: "If you don't say anything, no one will say you're mute."

… After finishing our food, they just continued chatting with each other, I just listened and sometimes joined in the conversation. I can't help but stare at Ayesha as she speaks. She is gorgeous, her long eyelashes that are highlighted as she blinks, her hazel brown eyes are full of soul, her pointed nose and most especially, her soft plump lips. "Bro, hey! Are you listening?" I was brought back from my trance as Ace waved his hands in front of me to get my attention. "Sorry, what is it again?" "We were telling you that we need to go to the classroom, class is starting"

The news hit Mom hard, and her face turned deathly pale in an instant. Her fingers trembled against the doorknob. Her lips parted, but no words came out. Only after a long moment did she snap back to reality. Her eyes were bloodshot as she rasped hoarsely, “What did you just say? Who’s dead? Daisy? No, that’s impossible… That girl is tough. There’s no way she’d die!” The police fell silent for a moment, looking at her with sympathy.

“You say, Zaire, have you heard from your beauty since that day? Has she called you? Or have you called her? I guess it’s a no. Sigh! You two are really stubborn!” Quist commented while shaking his legs. Quist's back leaned against the sofa, and his legs were placed on the table, one on top of the other. He kept picking up fruits among the neatly cut fruits that were placed in the bowl on the table in front of him with a fork.

Therefore, she was rather surprised. Just as she was still feeling very puzzled, she suddenly thought of Charlie. So, she hurriedly took out her cell phone and sent a WhatsApp message to Charlie: [Brother Charlie, do you have anything to do with Jaime Schulz’s matter?] When Charlie received the content of the WhatsApp message, he replied to her with a dog head emoji and four words: [What do you think?] Quinn sent an emoji of a smiley face closing its mouth as she replied in four words as well: [It must be you!]

‍“I was not.” ‌ “‍You​ had‌ t‌he face.”⁠ ​ “What face?” ‌ “Th‌e‌ Danie‌l fa​ce.” I rolled my⁠ eyes. ⁠ “I don’⁠t h‌ave a Da​niel fa​ce‌.‍” “You absolutely do.” I laugh‍ed despite mysel​f. And that was w​hen I real‍ize‍d somethin⁠g.⁠

He stops right in front of me. Close. Very close. Too close. “Why are you moving away?” he asks softly. “Because you are doing THE FACE.” “What face?” “The… the K-drama male lead face.” “I’m not doing a face.” “You are absolutely doing a face.” “I’m standing normally.” “You’re standing MENACINGLY.” He tilts his head slightly. “And what if I am?” OH NO. OH NO NO NO. He’s doing it again. The Almost-Confession Face™.

“You are the only person who has ever really listened without making it weird,” Zack admits, his voice dropping to a lower register. “Everyone else either starts crying or tries to give me inspirational quotes or something.” The wind rustles through a nearby oak branches overhead while they sit in comfortable silence for a moment. “Inspirational quotes,” she echoed. “That is a new one. What like ‘hang in there’ cat posters? Weird.”