Sally Face Fanart Novels & Stories

‘Serge? Serge who was backed on the counter, fiddling with a red cup while a girl with red hair thick with extensions pressed her hands down on his shoulders. She was a cheerleader. Serge shrugged out of her hold and appeared in front of Lindsey. He discarded his cup, he opened his mouth then shut it again. It almost seemed like he was about to say ‘it’s not what it looks like’ but didn’t. ‘Lindsey,’ he said instead. ‘Am I interrupting?’

“I won’t let it happen again, baby.” Massimo turned. Sally leaned against the doorway, dressed in nothing but lingerie, makeup heavy and smiling unapologetically. “Missed me?”

Sally smirked, still mostly focused on getting Danny to cooperate and stop teasing her. "Man," Danny said, grinning over at Dane, "do you think she'll be mad at me for not inviting her? Maybe we should wait." Dane chuckled, seeing Sally growing more impatient. Danny turned and smiled widely. She rolled her eyes. "Just get that big dick inside me already," she said.

Sunlight streamed into the room through the window, shining brightly and warming up Sally’s face. Under the bright sunlight, her face, reddened from drink, looked particularly fetching. Elijah saved the recording on his phone, satisfied, and smiled at her. “You said I’m a good person. Are you friend-zoning me?” Sally was startled and hastily shook her head. “No… “I really think you’re very good… “If I didn’t have you…” The woman stared blearily at Elijah, the smile on her face dopey. “If I didn’t have you, I really don’t know how today would have gone…

But the look on Madam Baski's face was pleading for her to have a bite, and she couldn't refuse her. Soon, she began munching the food hungrily, slowly retrieving the strength she had lost. <<<>>> Sally stepped into the room taking off the black cloak she had on her body to conceal her face. Her heart which was pounding so hard suddenly returned back to normal immediately she was in. "Did you get it?" Came the loud voice of Elsa, seated at the end of the room close to her mirror, with a comb in her hand. Sally walked over to her, with an excited look on her body and her bruises which were now healing and hurt less as time passed by.

"I meant it." The front door slammed open. I didn't even flinch. Only one person in the world had a key and zero respect for locked doors. "Vivian Young, if you're sitting in that dark house moping again, I swear to God..." "In the living room, Sally." She appeared in the doorway. Sally was five feet of pure relentless energy with the whole glamour makeup that commands the attention of every man in the room when she walks in. "Oh, honey." Her voice softened for exactly half a second before her eyes landed on the photo collage I'd made last month. "You've got to be kidding me."

Chapter 107 Sally’s POV “Your interview is with who?” Stacy asks me ask I move around the dorm room at 7:30 am. “Laine Technology,” I tell her. “I want to be on the animation team.” “You want to work for humans?” Sally groans and rolls over. “Your Fae Parents are going to hate you.” “They are werewolves not humans,” I tell her. “And they want artists. I’m an artist.”

Raina giggled, jumping out of bed to watch the door. “What's going on?” I chuckled, still shocked. “Alpha Sorren saw your drawing, and he sent Thalos to get the best of the best.” Khalid said while Thalos nodded. There were several fine grained hardwoods that I could use to paint. I was too flustered to even speak. “Okay bye.” Khalid chuckled and they left. Raina locked the door, beaming with smiles. “This is definitely putting you in trouble, but I love it.” We squealed, checking all the supplies. I set up the stand and a few other things, making sure to arrange the room properly.

Or maybe the eyes and expression were photoshopped? She then grabbed her purse and took out her phone, and she searched for the articles and photos. “Look at this, Sally.” After Sally saw it, her brows were locked tightly together. “That’s… not possible!” She couldn’t believe the photos. Even though she had never been in a relationship, she had once fallen in love. She could naturally see the emotions in Britney’s eyes through the photo. She loved and hated him. “Perhaps it’s a composite photo.” Fia didn’t want Sally to feel any pressure. “Since the technology for face swapping is quite good nowadays.”

Anne Jenner focused on her phone, so she was startled, raised her head and saw the corner of Sally's lips upturned, very close to her, she backed away a little. "What do you do?" Sally frowned: "Your lips are so beautiful." His eyes fell on her plump red lips. "Ah, so do you." Anne Jenner was neither salty nor pale. Sally's appearance is also handsome, beautiful in the style of fluttering cauliflower, long narrow eyes, maybe because of her smile, she doesn't have an overwhelming aura. Unlike Edward Mitchell, it's okay if you don't smile, but every time you smile, you feel very distant, but your body always carries an immeasurable depth..