Quotes About 2 Faces Novels & Stories

Bella I feel like a lost child seeking help, but there's no one out there who could possibly save me. The world looks scarier than it was before, and I see nothing except its dark side. These aren’t just thoughts; they’re my reality. I'm afraid, not only because of Alex's absence but because my baby, who did nothing wrong, might end up living without a father. As I was walking across the silent road, I suddenly lost my balance. I tried to keep myself standing, but I didn’t have the energy. Just when I felt like I was going to completely fall, I suddenly felt the warmth of someone's arms catching me, and then everything went blurry.

Vincent chopped up the onions and said, "The truth is, I can't remember her face anymore. It was hundreds of years ago." He wiped off the tears from his face. I wasn't sure if it was because of the onions. "I'm sorry..." I sighed silently. Vincent smiled at me and said, "It's OK, Lisa. I'd thought I would never forget her face. But I guess eventually time wipes out everything. Be it love, hatred, or even the face of the most important person in your life. They're all gone eventually. I still remember the feeling of being in love with her, though. It's more cherishable than the memory of basking under the sun. Have you met your mate, young lady?"

I heard him say and coughed instantly, allowing him to pass me water that pushed down the lumps. “Excuse me, what?” I asked. “You heard me, Ms Miranda, this place isn't for all, especially double faced women like you. It's hard to book.” he explained, cleaning his hands like I was some dirt. “How do you mean double faced?” I asked again, still not understanding. “How do I mean double faced..?” He asked back, looking me in the eyes as if checking to see the depth of it. “A woman who is working for archenemies, two brothers ranking first and second in the business world. She's who I define as a double face because there's always a hidden agenda,” He explained, smiling lazily.

"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you." - Walt Whitman -Kimani Trinity Campbell - As I was about to throw another handful of popcorn into my mouth while watching my favorite show, the show was abruptly interrupted by a breaking news alert. A female news anchor's face appeared on the screen, her expression solemn and concerned.

Arthur interrupted my dream the only time I had a chance to see his face. "I haven't seen your face yet" I told him. He chuckled lightly. "You've seen my face twice" he said. "I've seen your face twice?" "Hm" he hummed. This is the longest conversation we've had since I've known him in my dreams, he'd usually talk to me in two words or three words. Ugh, who's this mysterious madman for Pete sake? "May I know when and where I've seen your face?" I asked. He didn't answer my question, we just stood in silence for a while and he suddenly turned at once -my jaw dropped.

" I have to shoot a commercial in the next ten minutes so I need to freshen up and besides, it's fine. Yara was just being Yara." Yara stared at her in mock disbelief, her lips twitched into a smirk, "well! Look at that. Who knew you knew so much about me?" she asked sacarstically. "I always did. It's hard not to especially when you have your life so full of shit! " April retorted. "Not as absurd as you being a two faced bitch though.” the other girl lazily replied.

From the look of things, I could notice that Spinster was quite shocked to hear all that I said. "Stop your nonsense, your words do not frighten any one of us the slightest, so just stop bickering and show your ugly self to us," Spinster voiced out. "You will see my face before you die I promise, so you do not have to be in a hurry. Besides you have seen my face countless times, infact every single one of you have seen my face. James, Ricky, Daniel, Martin, Michael, Jordan, Jackson and so on, all of you have seen my face."

he elaborated. “What about the kind that catches fire?” I asked, suddenly afraid that I would one day wake up and see a monster in my own reflection. “Some have deformed faces, but they are born with them. It’s my belief that you have no hidden face under the perfect one you have now,” he said with a smile. “I guess that’s comforting.” “I’m glad I could give you that reassurance; however, that doesn’t help us figure out how to control your powers. Tell me about the next time you caught fire. Was it when we met?”

Jacob smiled, “But Vera, from what I can see, the left side of your face is very pretty. If your face is restored, your beauty will overthrow cities and states. I am afraid that it will be Aries who will not deserve you when that time comes.” Vera snickered. What he said lightened up her mood. She looked at the right side of her face which was burned and muttered, “But for real though, can my face really be restored?”

He was currently leaning too close to her, a predator testing the fences. ​I approached silently, stepping into their orbit just as Vos laughed at something she said. ​“Andrea,” I said, my voice cutting through their conversation. ​She turned. For a split second, before her mask slammed into place, I saw it—a flash of recognition, perhaps even relief. ​“Ethan,” she said, her tone cool. “I see you decided to brave the lions’ den solo.” ​“I find I move faster without baggage,” I replied, turning my gaze to Vos. “Julian. I didn’t know you were a patron of the arts. I thought you preferred asset liquidation to preservation.”