Sally Face Novels & Stories

He hadn’t moved away from me. The candle that was sitting close to us was still lit and I could see his face. I reached out and touched it with the back of my hand. “You’re not scared of me?” “Why would I be scared of you? I knew you were special and beautiful. I have no reason to be afraid.” He said softly as he touched my face. “Do it again.” He asked me. I closed my eyes and the radio turned on. I lifted a pillow and tossed it at him. He started to laugh and I had to smile. “This is amazing Sadie.” I just shook my head at him. As he tossed the pillow back at me.

Sally sat in the Williams family villa’s study, her whole body trembling slightly. The woman before her had a face that looked like it had gone through a horror movie’s special effects team. Her features were not distinct, and her face was covered in scars. Sally thought of the Elijah and Freya’s group photo that she had seen before. She thought of Zoey’s face, which was nearly exactly the same as Freya’s back then. All sorts of feelings jumbled together in the girl’s heart.

Once the door clicked shut behind them, Sally turned her gaze toward Dean. She studied his face, something like admiration glimmering in her eyes. “You’re really good-looking.” Dean frowned slightly, a little wary. “…Thanks?” Sally tilted her head. “Want me to help you dress up a little?” Dean rejected her without hesitation. “No, no. I’m a guy—why would I need to dress up?” Sally let out a wistful sigh, her eyes filled with undisguised envy. “Then at least… can I touch your face?”

She said, “I think your son and parents would be very happy to see you restored to your old look.” For the third time, I lay down on the operating table. This time, the operating table no longer felt cold. Suzanne and the medical staff kept encouraging me. “When you wake up, Mr. Quince, everything will be back to normal. Things will get better.” “Alright.” I forced myself to suppress the immense fear and grief and closed my eyes. When I woke up again, the surgery had ended. However, because the injuries on my face were severe, the recovery period would also be longer.

Colby Standing there, I could see Sally's face through the eye holes in the mask. She was staring at me, her eyes roaming over my body. I smirked, feeling a surge of excitement that she seemed thrilled by the whole thing. "Are you done checking me out?" I asked, my voice muffled by the mask. Sally's eyes snapped up to mine, a flush rising to her cheeks. She signed, "What do you mean? I wasn't watching." I chuckled, lowering my voice intentionally. "Can you leave?"

Vanished again. Now it was like Camille was taunting him, telling him that he would never catch her. She’d been under his nose this whole time. Keeping her secrets like treasure to her chest. She’d sprung a surprise on the sleepy town. Not one girl, not even two, but three girls who shared the same face and Luther Montgomery hadn’t been able to bring them all home. There was always one left.

Sally scoffed at the sight of it. Then one day, Sally saw Sam at his office with an older woman. She seemed to like his mother. Sally was about to drop some papers at Sam’s office when suddenly, the old woman slapped Sam’s face. Sally flinched at the sight of it, and Sam met with her eyes. Sam’s eyes were cold and lifeless, and rather, he looked lonely. Sally knew that she just saw something she should not have, so she immediately turned her back away and pretended as if nothing had happened.

I gestured to the lake behind us. Sally stood quietly and listened. When I finished my rambling she placed a light grip on my chin and brought my face closer to hers. She kissed me slowly and gently, caressing my face and chest. After a while, Sally pulled away and looked at me with so much love I almost had to fight to keep my tears at bay, I didn’t want her to see me cry.

Sally got to look at his face closely, the thick scar on his cheeks that gave him a savage look. At last, he pushed away from her and started out of the room. "Come and show me the dungeon, Sally." .

She did not get what all the fuss was about. “Okay, well, I can’t wait to meet him. You must introduce him to me as soon as he gets here. I want to see what he looks like, although knowing your taste in men, I already know that he looks terrific. You and I are such suckers for handsome men.” Sally said.