Shrek Saw Her Face Novels & Stories

The shock on her face was palpable, her eyes widening with a mixture of disbelief and concern. “What are you saying?” she asked, looking around frantically as if searching for the Moon Goddess. Her eyes were wide with a mixture of fear and disbelief, darting around the room as if the ethereal being might still be hiding in the shadows. I couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction; the sheer terror on her face was so exaggerated it was almost comical. “What do you mean by that? Did you really see her?” she asked, turning her gaze back to me, her face etched with desperation. She was waiting for a reply, her breath held in anticipation.

this scare looked like a burned scar… but even with scar on her face one cannot overlook her beauty…. As she walked closer to me I felt a strange strong aura from her…. it was aura of some powerful creature with my astral vision I tried to see but could see anything…. she stood right in front of me with a cold expressionless face…. “Pl… please…. let me go….” I cried and pleaded to her but only received a tight slap in return right across my face…. “YOU FUCKING BITCH….. STOP YOUR FUCKING TEARS……” she screamed on me like maniac, her beautiful face was now looking nothing less than a monster….

Her eyes are a vibrant blue, more blue than I recall them ever being. But then, her face contorts into a hellish visage. She claws at her face, screaming, causing me to stumble backwards and trip over my long skirt, falling to the floor. She crouches down, too, contorting her body in inhuman ways as she crawls toward me, still screaming.

The restraints dig into my skin as I shift, trying to get a better look past the searing pain that shoots through me. That’s when I see her. The brown head of a woman hunched between my legs. She’s working, focused, digging through me with something long in her gloved hands. My stomach twists. As if sensing my movements, she lifts her head. And when our eyes meet, I freeze. The entire side of her face is grotesquely disfigured. The eye on that side stares back at me, unfocused, almost glassy. My breath catches in my throat. In that moment, I realize why she kept her face hidden from me at the deck.

Her eyes flutter and I freeze my hand "Hey, sweetheart, " I say softly and she starts to stir at hearing my voice "Wake up sweetheart" I plant a kiss on her forehead and she opens her eyes. She blinks a couple of times and then her eyes widen when she sees me "Ahh! Get away from me" she screams slapping me across the face and backing away. Fuck okay so she still remembers "That shouldn't have turned me on as much as it did"I grimace feeling my cheek and looking back at her. She shakes in fear and I frown my eyebrows

Sohu saw it and crying and begging for her too, she felt as if everything was happening with her. "You lowly people use your pretty face to seduce to reach boy but if your face will be spoiled then you will never be able to use it at all," Rekha Randhwa said. Rekha Randhwa looked at her men "Like that girl, cut her pretty face, then dig out her gems like eyes for me, I like to watch it." Sohu widened her eyes and covered her face "No, you can't! Let me go!!" She screamed.

She looked around frantically in panic, her whole being shivering uncontrollably! A pair of cold dim and dull black eyes with golden rings around them appeared above her, and the cut-out face that she dreaded the most in her life became the only thing that she could see in her front of her. The face opened its thin lips and said in a scary tone, " You're mine..." ' No...no...no!" Kyley felt her whole being shiver as she screamed out loud in fear " No!" She shot up and found herself sitting up on the bed. She had screamed her lungs out just now as she was scared shitless.

I tug her face upwards unexpectedly. I feast my eyes on her face. It looks absurd and scarred. One part of her face is ruined. She still has her eyes closed. Surely, I do not know her and she is not a member of the pack. I have never seen her before but it all feels as though this is not the first time I am meeting her.

She asked looking around. A woman brought a mirror for her to stare at herself and she did. She stared at Kelvin's face. “What!” She screamed, fear gripping her.

I gasped, my eyes stinging as sudden light flooded my vision. For a moment, the world was nothing but shadows and blur. I blinked rapidly, my lashes fluttering as my vision struggled to focus. Then, slowly, everything sharpened, and the first face that came into view was Freya’s. Freya stood in front of me, arms crossed over her chest, her lips twisted into a slow, wicked smile. The dim bathroom light cast sharp shadows across her face, making her look almost unreal like a demon pulled straight out of a nightmare. “Bitch,” she spat in my face.