Skeppy Face Novels & Stories

I smirk, pulling up the sleeve of my shirt. ___________________________ The Villain It's Zain we meet at the bottom of our driveway the next morning, a smile stretching across his face like Cheshire. Freya stops beside me on the edge of the curb and cocks her head to the side. "Why is your face doing that?" He blinked, "Doing what?" Her finger did a circular motion towards his face. "That creepy thing with your mouth. It's freaking me out. You look like you came here to touch kids."

I walk towards her, "Hello, im Skye. What's your name??" I ask as I bent down into his level. "Hello, im Sky." He said shyly. I smiled and replied. "Ohhh we have the same name, My name is Spelled S-K-Y-E, what about yours??" I ask, smiling at him. "My name is spelled S-K-Y" He said grinning at me. "So No E??" He nods. "Ok Sky with no E do you want a cupcake??" I ask him. He nods.

Susan asked Mockery in her voice and a smirk on her face. “Who wants to be her friend, she is just a B*tc-” she stops mid-sentence. Finally, she comes to know that she has exposed her real face in front of them. She looks at Susan as if she has seen the ghost. A victory smile forms on Susan’s face. I turn to see what exactly is she up to, wasn’t she angry at me. I see from the corner of my eyes not only Susan but others also have a smile n their face. What’s so funny about their talk is that everybody is smiling like this I try to go through their talk in my mind but I don’t find it funny in slight a bit.

In front of the laptop screen Steve, Skylar, and Kevin rolled down on the floor holding their stomach and laughing hard to see the way of Maria to deal with the problem and made them sulky again. They were like an air balloon a minute before and now it’s like the entire air blew out with an embarrassing sound. “Hahaha, just look at their faces, Skylar, they are looking so funny,” Kevin said between laughs. “Yes, Kevin, indeed they are funny. Let me a pic of their faces I will send it to Eve also, it's killer fun.” Skylar also said between laughs and Skylar took the screenshot of the sulky faces of Harrisons and forward it to Evelyn.

It was like he wanted to jump up from his chair and slam the door in my face. The other came across with his mustache, the pure white shirt and the sly look on the distinctive face, like the cliché of a gangster from the television. The fake smile also went with it. Just like the scar over his mouth. Like me. Just not at an angle, but lengthways. It started under the eye and went down to the chin.

He turns slowly and a straight, unimpressed face greets my outburst. Oh, great, the last person I wanted to see. His once blank eyes, brightened up and the corners of his straight lips, pull upward in a annoying smirk. "Why hello to you too." He grinned."I'm not sorry I've been obstructing your progress." I just wish I could slap that expression off his face. So he's been doing this deliberately? Why am I surprised? He's Sky and that's what he does. "And I don't care if you're sorry or not." I retorted with heat. "Now if you'd step to the side and let me go on, I'll appreciate it very much."

They turned to see a short man with a blue face, pointy ears and black eyes with a dull red iris that spooked creatures, he also had a smile that makes you know you're on enemy ground, "So" he started, "Who wants to strike a deal?".... ******************

He has the most deformed face that is an awful grey with veins that are protruding. Connor only looks at the rest of us, "Oh, fuck."

Weird Face was still standing there. “Skyler Gale, your attention is needed,” I informed, trying to sound as calm as I could. Then I turned to Alex, scanning him up and down—how disheveled he looked. “Hello, Alexander Stern,” I greeted, flashing him my dentals. A few moments later, “Hi, Captain,” he called back, smiling shyly. Exactly the face of serial killers. Then I turned back to Sky. “Shall we?” I gritted. He looked back at Alex and then at me like he wanted to debate it.

That footage could be used as evidence to send the mastermind to jail! Sienna was so ‘drunk’ that she staggered and walked very slowly. Three men sat in a pick-up truck not far away. One of the men who had a scar on his face wiped his drool as he glanced at Sienna’s back. Scarface said, “I’ve been watching this chick for a few days. She doesn’t have a pretty face, but she has a lovely shape! Look at her thin waist! Oh, my. I want to reach out and feel it.”