The Facemaker Novels & Stories

he grins and pecked her face. Anna grimaces and almost gagged. "You're so heartless! You dare call all this marks you gave to my face a mere drawing? Is this a joke or what? Don't you realize this marks are going to be there forever and...." "Except you do a surgery. If you do a surgery your face will look smooth and sexy again" he intruded with a short laugh.

"What do you mean by what you're saying? Where is my wife? Who are you? Don't tell me, you're—" "Yes Jester, yes I am me. Your wife and... your ex-wife, " Jenny said boldly as she undressed her fake facial surgery. The look that Jester had loved for so long was really an impostor. Jenny was actually Jane's fake face, a plastic one that captivated Jester's heart.

facade dies. I shed the modesty like a second skin, peeling off the layers of boredom until I’m standing there in nothing but a pair of sheer stockings and a lace mask that covers the upper half of my face. Under the glow of the LEDs, I transform into “That Caramel Girl.”I didn’t start this because I was desperate for the money... though, let’s be honest, the tuition for my degree is a fucking nightmare.

"Did you recognize her?" "I have an inkling. The height, the stature... it was familiar, but the face was different. It might have been prosthetics," she muses aloud, then snaps her fingers as realization dawns. "That’s it! Prosthetic makeup to conceal her identity. She clearly underestimated a surgeon's eye for detail." "Who is it?" I frown, immediately on high alert. "I’ve been mentally cycling through everyone I’ve ever offended. She’s the last person I expected to be this cross with me."

My hair was styled in loose waves that framed my face, the curls falling over my shoulders. I began to apply my makeup. I didn't want it to be heavy but light and simple. I applied my mascara, and I highlighted my face with the bronzer just so I could expose my facial features. Then lastly, I applied a bold red lipstick on my lips that matched my dress perfectly, smacking it together. I took a glance in the mirror, and I saw a woman who had been afraid to smile and feel happiness for so long, but tonight was the day I would allow myself to do so.

“So you faked the audio…” “Mhm. It was easy to replace it entirely. The cadence, tone, and inflection all match yours perfectly, don't they?" From the horror I couldn't stop from entering my eyes, she could guess what I thought. "It's good to see you think so, too. As for the visuals, well, current tech can’t create a completely convincing face from scratch, not without it falling apart under scrutiny, especially to hold up in a livestream.” She cocked her head slightly, her voice sweet with condescension.

When I saw that it was all fake. “We have run the footage through multiple detection models” Jason said as he pushed his glasses up. Jason had been my lead tech guy for years and I didn't fail to notice the way his eyes darted nervously. He was terrified of me and it was for a good reason. I had screamed at them non-stop for the past forty eight hours. “And what else?” I demanded with a rough voice. “Everything is AI manipulated and the facial movement doesn't match the micro muscle patterns. The voice is cloned and as you can see here” he said as he pointed at the screen, his fingers trembling.

Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. I jumped up in fright and whirled, startled at the sudden contact. I was about to give a piece of my mind, whoever it was, but my words stuck in my throat at the sight of a large deep-set of beautiful emerald eyes. His face was clean-shaven. His dark hair was thick and unruly combed into a fashionable style. He was enormously tall and well built. He looked between his late twenties and early thirties. At my startled expression, he laughed and instantly faked a cough in an attempt to cover his laugh when he saw my brows pinched in a frown.

I couldn't tell if it was fear, or shame, or something in between- but it gripped me so tightly I almost turned back. But then I pictured my mother. The way she smiled when I said I'd try. The way she folded my scarf carefully the night before, like it was armor. I couldn't disappoint her. Not now. The scarf hugged my face gently. Wrapping around my face only revealing my eyes, they are one of my body parts that's still intact and the same. I adjusted it over and over again making sure that only my eyes showed. The part I wasnt afraid to reveal.

It's not familiar. “We agreed that in exchange for my return to your household and life, I would help her to have surgery to return her old face. Do you think when the time comes to change her face you'll still get to know her and be able to recognize her, Lucas? Hmmm? I'm sorry, Babe. I will be with you here with Luke whether you like it or not. If you don't want to wreck your reputation, just accept me again Mayor Lucas Romanov.”