Twoface Novels & Stories

LIGHT-LEVIN GOD SLASH! *Then taso cuts the right arm of faceless and faceless was angry* You dare cut my arm, why you! ANTI-GOD FACELESS BLACKMORE! Shit! I can't stop that, even with all the techniques combined! I don't have a choice, I'll use my trump card for now, HA! ELEMENTAL GOD FRAGMENT ACTIVATE LET ME USE YOU PITON! *Then all kinds of elements appeared at taso floating beside him for example fire, water, dirt, light, dark and more*

Dogs had to be taught who the owners were, and she sent Liu Feng a message to thank him for the brilliant acting. From left to right, excluding Killian, the guild members introduced themselves. “Rank #92. My mafia name is “Faceless”. My ability is the ultimate disguise. I don’t have a fixed face after a horrible accident.” Many gasps filled the room when “Faceless” removed his skin mask, revealing nothing but a horrible sight of exposed bones and muscles. Zen felt sick, and Sasha pitied him. While this was a gruesome sight even for those in the mafia, it wasn’t uncommon.

Wren cleaned her bloodied mouth glaring yet smiling at the two-faced creature. “Seems you understood what I said earlier, Wren. You took several steps ahead, anticipating the consequences of both you and I actions into play.” The two-faced creature acknowledged. “… oh, my bubbles…” Wren walking to the two-faced creature as her eyes glowed blue, “I will always keep that in mind,” her steps increasing in paces freezing the ground beneath her feet. The two-faced leaned in, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone charging at Wren, fangs bared, fists clenched.

Standing before me, with a twisted smile on his face, was my father. My father, the man who had destroyed my life. The man who had killed Radena. I felt a scream rising in my throat, but it was stuck there, suffocated by the sheer weight of the fear that engulfed me. My entire body trembled as I stared into his face, a face that had haunted my nightmares for years. He hadn’t changed much. His eyes were the same cold, piercing blue that always seemed to see right through me, and his lips were curled in that same smug, sadistic smile I remembered all too well.

I looked down and I saw a werewolf who transferred himself into a human. "What the hell?!" I quietly uttered to myself. The wolf glance at my side and I quickly hide myself. As I sneak, I found him continue walking. He has a masculine body, a broad chest and a handsome face. If I didn't saw him being a wolf earlier I will think that he is completely a human being. His face are very fascinating and I can't help but to admire his features. He was so lovely to look and I will not get tired to caressed those cheeks that looks so soft.

He inquired quickly I could feel my heart beating hard against my chest as though it was going to burst through and cold Shivers ran down my spine. "Can't you see it? Can't you feel it? You are my mate and we are meant to be?" I said quickly to him. "Mate!" His wolf screamed out from the inside and I noticed that he was even more confused. But I was going to make sure that he was mine, even if I had to tear down the heavens, I was going to do it. "But Sharon is also my mate!" He returned with a confused look on his face. "What should I do now?" I thought in my head confused.

The faction personnel turned in surprise, some reaching for weapons while others frantically worked to stabilize their failing technology. At the center stood Dr. Whitcomb, her face, a mask of cold fury as she recognized me among the truth-seers. "Subject 23-A," she said, her voice carrying even over the alarms. "How disappointing to see what you've become. You were designed for so much more than... balance."

I could also see he was wearing a white fur coat. “Thank you for having us Madam Amelia.” Kent said with a bow. “Of course.” I couldn’t see my mother but I heard her voice and it was quivering. “Does he have to stay like this?” I roamed my eyes around and gasped as I spotted a black dog—no,not a dog, a wolf. I had never seen a wolf in broad daylight. My gasp may have been loud because Kent’s head turned up to locate the sound. This enabled me to see his face. It was more innocent than I expected. His face was paper white with flushed pink cheeks. His nose was almost as buttoned as Marianna, but his jaw was where you could see the alpha. It moved as he looked around. It was sharp enough to cu

He would wait for the perfect moment to strike. First, he needed to sow seeds of doubt. To create cracks that he could later split wide open. Mason smirked as he dialed a number on his burner phone. The line rang once, twice, before a gruff voice answered. “It's done,” Mason said smoothly. “Good. Phase one?” the voice asked. Mason’s eyes gleamed with wicked anticipation. “Already in motion,” he said. “She won’t even see it coming.” He ended the call and tucked the phone away.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."