Ssethtzeentach Face Novels & Stories

However, as I met his eyes, I froze, but my body seems fine and didn’t find the anomaly. I take a look at him and his eyes. It is green... “You’re late,” my body said, with a stern tone that was completely different from my emotionless tone from the previous dreams. It is even a little soft on the ears. Zach—no, the man with my husband's face chuckles at what I said. “I’m not late. You’re just too early.” A mischievous grin appears on his face, an expression so familiar to me, but it’s not from the owner of this face.

Just then, Sotiria saw him too. She wondered if she was hallucinating! Thus, she forcefully blinked her eyes, and he was still standing there… Zachary was the only person in the world who had this chiseled face and elegant, regal aura. Zenios, who sensed that something was off, turned around and looked toward the door. His handsome, devilish face was a mixture of surprise and happiness. “Second Uncle, is it really you? Second Uncle!” ‘What?’ Sotiria was even more confused.

He slowly places the older's head on his shoulder's and smiles at him now staring directly at his face. Phet leans a hand to the window and supports his chin on his palm to look at the older's face from a nice lower angle. The older has an almost round shaped face, but he is all sharp edges. His jawline is quite pronounced and he has prominent Adams apple, bulging out. Phet gulps. He is hot.

Officer Brian Bowers is dead! The man lunges at Chris. They both are on the ground; the man got on top and started scratching his face off. Chris tries to plead with the man. "PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU!" he pleads and cries. The man hisses at him. He does not listen, so he continues to rip his face off. His mouth grew more prominent; then, he ate his neck. Chris coughs up blood. The man stops eating his neck. Officer Chris Hudson is dead!

Because of my face and, well, my whole nature, I don't usually take excellent photos, but in this instance, I look pretty darn awesome. I'm grinning, both of my eyes are open, and I'm staring directly into the camera. I don't appear aggressive or even somewhat irate. Well, hmm. Perhaps I ought to give Stacey a copy. It may be fun for her. Bennett doesn't have that kind of luck. His face is more contorted than it was just before he struck me on the ice. His nostrils are flared as he looks up at me, and his eyes are filled with venom, which is something that everyone is hardwired to recognise. I can't think of anything that has made me happier in the previous five years, at the very least.

said Seth, running his hand though his hair and unintentionally flexing the muscles of his arm and shoulders. I looked at all three of the fully. They were identical, but each with their own significant quirks that made them completely different. Seth with his long hair and calm, friendly demeanour. Scott with hair chopped so low that the angles of his face were much sharper and severe. Shaun with his hair that had been shaved by the sides, leaving only the portion at the middle growing. They all possessed green eyes, and the same leanly muscled body type, but nothing about them was the similar.

Seth closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath as he attempted to calm himself down. After a moment, he nodded slightly. "Yes. It's me." Immediately after, he added, "Have you been staying here all these years?" Paul nodded in response, a hint of excitement now present on his distorted face. "Yes! I've been staying here the whole time! I can't believe you're finally back!" As Seth observed Paul's emotionally charged expression, his already terrifying visage seemed even more menacing, resembling that of a spectral being capable of consuming humanity's very essence.

What was this reaction, and what was he doing here? "She will be having a move-it fuckface before I make your face worthy of a mugshot." Thalia slowly pivoted around on her heel and came face to face with a very homicidal-looking Carter. His eyes were flashing wolf, his muscles were taut and flexed, and his lips were curled in his infamous smirk, giving off the aura of you are dead meat.

Getting up slightly Tian Tian sat down on the bed and noticed that Gu Shen’s expression was somewhat wrong. He would usually not have any expression on his face but there would always be a faint smile hanging on his lips. Today, his forehead was creased while his eyes were staring into the space. His lips were posed into a straight line and drops of sweat were appearing on his forehead showing that there was something troubling him.

Talk about someone who was the most logical in the group. Zero shrugged, his eyes on the road as he made a turn. “Does he need to spell it out to you before you believe he's not with us?” He had a point. Seth, unlike the rest, was different. He had a calm gaze that stared with emptiness at people — haunting them as they walked by. Or the disturbing ways he tortured his targets while wearing a smile so eerie, the crack on his lips bled. Sometimes his voice was too soft, and just like the jokes he cracked, his personality was dead.