Stone Face Emoji Novels & Stories

“Does that mean you lost?” “You are clever, sister,” Veronica clapped her hands, her smile reaching her eyes. “Fredden is a slave under Omniel’s orders, so Give up on bringing a sense of shame and compassion to his eyes. We don’t feel it. If we don’t deceive, we don’t feel life. By the way, I took your precious egg; the one that Erasmus the slave dealer sent you as a present. Oh my bad! You don’t know that. I successfully hatched it and I have another means of venom. By the way, I felt like you were one of us when you killed him but I was disappointed.”

They stand there completely tongue-tied, looking at the floor. "Hold out your pack payment stone." "What?" "Let my hand scan your line." "Fine. Look at it, you poor rat." Ayomide pulls her silver clan stone out of her designer fur pouch, waving it in front of my eyes for a quick second before sliding it back into her bag. I keep my jaw shut. My pale fingers quickly tap the glowing screen of my communication stone, sending a direct shadow command through the lines. Ding! I lift my eyes up in a lazy circle. "Check your notifications, Ayomide. Your clan stone should have just caught the weight of the silver."

Only thing inside was Ion energy. "Quite the sight. Look at them Zia. You might never see something like this again." Two looked up immediately and was glad she did so. "So pretty. So many to." Two stared trying to cement the scene in her memory. "I need a "memory stone" for the future!" The memory stone worked like a camera. It needed Ion energy to charge it. Usually a hexagon shape with a hole in it. The hole was peered through and captured what the user looked at. Not used besides by artists and the like.

The trail ended not at a hidden entrance, but at a dead end of sheer, impenetrable stone. Thane stared at the blank rock wall for a long moment. Then, with a sudden, explosive motion, he slammed the heel of his palm against the unyielding stone. The sharp smack echoed softly in the silent night. He let his hand fall, his shoulders slumping in frustration. "Nothing. It's like it seeps out of the stone itself."

There was a loud crash, which scared everyone there. My ashes scattered everywhere. Jasper still felt angry. He laughed disdainfully and stepped on my ashes, grinding them with the sole of his shoe. The staff members' jaws had dropped in shock. They hadn't even had time to stop him. Jasper kicked my ashes and sent them flying. "Tell Amara that she came up with a very innovative trick this time round, but it's lame. I'm not going to waver at all, no matter whether she's dead or alive!