Semblance Grimace Novels & Stories

Her skin was pale, grayish, like all the warmth had been drained from it. Her blue eyes—eyes that had once been so full of life—were empty. Dead. A walking corpse. A nightmare given form. But the worst part—the part that made my stomach turn, made my chest tighten with something that felt like pure terror— She was smiling. Not with warmth. Not with love. With something else. Something dark, twisted. Almost mocking. The corners of her lips pulled back too far, stretched in an unnatural grin that sent a sick shiver through me.

"A normal?" As he got beside Fragado, he was told that the being was actually one of them and laughed again. Schnek didn't understand what was going on but since his partner Fragado was snickering, he started to join him and laugh too. The senseless occurrence was too funny for him. ❇❇❇ Now there are two orcs stupidly laughing before her. She slowly stood up and the two huge beings didn't even notice her moving. Gripping tight of her backpack, she cautiously managed to step a few feet back.

Grim muttered with purplish gue dripping out of his mouth. I shuffled backwards with the ice scrapping on my hands and wetting my clothes but it didn’t matter to me, he was going to hurt me- my eyes narrowed and i stopped. I pushed up to my feet and stared at the monster in front of me. I clenched my fists together and stared at Grim, his grin had reduced and replaced with a snarl.

It’s a small, lanky man in his early fifties with a graying buzzcut and a face like a rat, and he smiles in a way that makes even my skin crawl. Grace’s face and body flash innumerable cues of distress so fast I can’t read them all. But what’s dumbfounding is that after all that happens in a matter of seconds, when she turns to face the speaker, she’s completely composed, her face an impenetrable mask.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

I knew if I looked at him now, I’d catch the corner of his mouth doing something that would make me want to stab him. The slightest movement at the edge of his mouth. Barely there. Still enough to make me hate him all over again with enthusiasm. I glared at him while keeping a smile on my face for the screen. Adult women had some deeply bizarre talents. Mama caught the tail end of that too. Her eyes narrowed again. “Jasmine.” “Ma.” “Why do you look like someone smiling at the camera and threatening a person at the same time?” “Because I’m multitalented.”

“ I... Although I blame her for not helping me, I do not want her to die...” “ Timid human!” Grace looks stern. Her eyes are as sharp as a sword when she looks at me. The light in her eyes are like poison, fatal and dangerous. She is horrible! Seeing me eager to escape from her, Grace changes her face into a softer one. She tries to smile gently and with me in the eye, but I only think that she looks even more horrible. “ It is just a small trick. You will not kill anyone, Cody or Emelia”. Grace ‘s POV

I continued to ask, my voice getting more contemptuous with each word. “You…” Grace’s face paled. Her eyes turned red and wet. She wanted to refute my words, but she forgot how to breathe. “Haven't you heard?” Miss Kim fisted her hands, suppressing her rage. She tried to keep a brightly smiling face, while I watched in amusement as the veins on her face contracted due to suppressed rage. “Heard what?” “That video was AI. Someone was trying to slander Grace. She wasn't the one in the video.

It was with brute force and great intensity. She saw with horror as the man's jaws dislocated. But he did not look in pain. He simply smirked. He simply smirked and fixed his face. " Wow! That was quite impressed for a mere human. I guess you deserve to touch someone like me. Someone of my stature. "

Whole. Then — like I’m possessed — I look back down. And that’s when it happens. Over Mike’s head, Damion grins. Just … grins. Good Lord. It’s slow and wide and completely devastating. Laughing eyes, crooked mouth, zero effort. How can a grin — from that distance — turn my spine into jelly?