Tayson Face Reveal Novels & Stories

Now the door was pulled in and a man with hair as bright as gold and eyes as blue as sky showed up with phone still being held on his ear. Taya stood right before Lucas who was shocked to death upon seeing her. "You said...?" Lucas sentence was stuck behind his throat as his hand lowered the phone. On the other hand, Taya showed an innocent, dimpled smile as if she heard nothing. As if the thunder in her hearth didn't exist. She tilted her head to one side, "Surprised! I am here, baby!" "Taya! Baby, are you pranking me?" Lucas was trying to survive the shock.

Her fingers clutched onto the hem of her dress, her heart pounding in her ears. Taylan began to address the crowd, introducing himself. Taylan Grason is a twenty-seven-year-old acting CEO of the company. It was pretty hard to tell it was the same man she had met at the club. The same man—she had told many things about herself, including her condition. She had strongly hoped they wouldn’t part, and now, seeing him before her, her world spun. He glanced at her a few times between his speech, so she tried her best to focus her gaze more on her file. What if Taylan was upset about that night? What if he brings it up?

The good-natured laughter died on their lips when they saw me. “Good morning gentlemen, I'm Tayor Lawson and I'm hopefully going to be helping you today.” I held out my hand for them to shake. No one moved, three pairs of dark eyes looked at it like it was a foreign object. They looked at it so long that I had started to drop it back to my side embarrassed before the eldest of the group moved. His smooth fingers curled around it but instead of shaking it, he brought it to his lips. Brushing his full lips over my knuckles.

Rory said while smacking her own head. Tinsley snapped out of her absentmindedness. "It's hilarious that she never changed all these years. Look at that fake gentle act. I wonder how much shock she'd accumulate when she discovered who White Tigress is." Tinsley suddenly said, which made Rory turn to her in shock. "You… Will you be revealing your face?" Rory asked in shock and disbelief. "Yes, it's time. I've been anonymous for years, and it's time to reveal White Tigress's identity."

I calmly agreed, then looked at Maya, who had already changed into her prettiest outfit. After we picked Randy up, I drove to the restaurant in silence, my expression grim the whole way. From the back seat, Randy gave my shoulder a hard squeeze. "What's with the long face, Eric? I'm the one treating you to dinner, yet you still look like you'd rather be anywhere else. What, just because you're an army officer now, you think you're too good for your old friend?" I was about to answer him when I saw an SUV coming at us from the opposite lane. Out of instinct, I swerved to shield Maya.

I said, "Officer, this might sound strange, but I swear I haven't lied about anything." Still hooked up to the polygraph, I told them about the face on my lower back and the conversations I'd had with her, making sure to be as detailed as possible. The officers had trouble believing me, so I took off my shirt and told them to see for themselves. Everyone who saw the face was stunned. It had eyes, but no pupils. Its nose was flat, and its features resembled a human profile pressed into my skin. There was a mouth, but no tongue. When it opened, there was nothing inside but a black, hollow pit.

Tyson said, his hand moving to his mask. "Since you really want to know who I am so bad, then...." he suddenly pulled the mask off his face, and Ida's eyes widened in utter shock. "I disgust this face..." Tyson clicked his teeth, his grip loosening on Ida's hair, before facing Corbin, who grew stunned also "How do I look? Like you, like Raven Reid is it? Don't think I am being delusional" "Who are you?" Ida and Corbin asked in unison, seeing the canny resemblance he held with the Reids brother.

The room erupted into applause some hesitant, some enthusiastic, but all carrying the weight of this monumental revelation. Tasha leaned into the microphone, glancing briefly at her father before addressing the crowd. "Thank you, everyone, for being here tonight. I know this may come as a surprise to many of you, but I promise to give my all to continue the legacy of Belvoir Couture." As the applause swelled again, Tasha's eyes caught Vanessa, her expression shifted, uncomfortably. Her jaw clenched, her knuckles white as she gripped her champagne glass, her eyes narrowing with disbelief and fury.

It was just that the two had been too busy to pay attention to it. Just as they left the hospital, Tyr received a call from Carson Yorke. Yesterday, Tyr had handed a letter of challenge to Sachin Taylor. The final showdown would commence a month later on a nameless island. So, to stand a chance of defeating Sachin in the confrontation, Tyr and the others had to thoroughly prepare within a month. Carson had called in to discuss what was to be done next. “Uncle Yorke, I’m occupied today. I mean… I’ll be busy for the next three days. All discussions can be done three days from now.”