A Beauty With Multiple Masks Novels & Stories

Ruby, in a panic, wiped her tears and fumbled for her phone with shaking hands. As soon as she answered the call, her voice was calm, betraying no sign of the turmoil she had just shown. She was as convincing as she had ever been in her performances for me. I realized then that I had never truly known the woman who had been at my side for seven years, with her remarkable talent for deception. I tapped my phone screen lightly, and within moments, I had set my plan in motion. Soon, there was a knock at the suite door. Ruby's eyes, filled with questions, turned to me. I nodded for her to answer it.

I did not need to pass through my room’s waiting area in order to enter my queen’s room. I sat on the edge of my large bed for a while before I stood up and slowly walked in front of the full-length mirror. I gazed at the woman who stood I front of the mirror, with her face covered by an ivory mask. From the time I declared myself as the new Queen, no one has ever seen my face since then. I looked at my amber eyes in the mirror, eyes that could allure any man I wanted. They were two radiant eyes mirroring a woman of unfathomable depth of emotions, eyes that never laid bare for anyone to understand. Slowly, I removed my ivory mask. My eyes batted as I saw the face of a woman who could launch

I went for a facial with my bestie, Tanya Tomlinson, at a beauty salon that went viral online recently. Just as we stepped foot in that salon, we were immediately greeted by good-looking six-foot-tall hunks. A man in a black suit who resembled a celebrity approached us. He addressed Tanya like they were old friends. "Tanya, it's been a while. Are you here for a facial or hairdo?" Tanya flicked her sexy wavy curls and smirked at the man. "I'm here for a facial. This is my best friend, Daphne Monterey. She's here for the first time. I'll entrust her to you."

she whispered. Turning on the faucet, she splashed cold water over her face, then dabbed it dry with a tissue. Digging into her purse, she pulled out her makeup kit. She reapply powder, blush, lipstick. “You cannot let him see your fear,” she told her reflection. “You’ll play this cool. The ball’s in your court now.” But her stomach twisted when she remembered the look on his face earlier, disgust, as if she were something filthy. Clenching her fists, she braced herself and left the restroom.

Maya retorted, folding her hands under her breast. "Good, I think we can work with that, even if you're both being extremely brute with your words," Becca said, frowning. "First of all, you should cover your faces," Becca handed each of us a mask. It was made like the face of an animal. Maya's face was a leopard, Naya's face was a hyena, Becca's face was a rabbit and my face was a deer. "Why do I get to wear a deer? Why not a Lion?" I frowned, wearing the mask.

“What can’t be real?” Rosalia stepped into the restroom, peering at herself in the mirror, too, and scrutinizing her makeup. While the woman looked soft and cute in the forest with her plain dresses and bare feet, it was elevated to a radiant beauty with eyeshadow, lipstick, and a body-hugging summer dress that complemented her honey skin well. A satisfied smirk danced out before the woman focused back on Maya, who had already schooled her expression. Inside, she was a torrential storm that battered at all corners. Outside, she managed a smile. “Nothing. I just meant my eyebags.”

They multiplied the girls into endless rows of reflections, as though the room were crowded with versions of themselves—some sharper, some shadowed. Adaeze stood in the center, black scarf tied high, stopwatch glinting at her wrist. Her voice cut through the murmurs. “Today you will learn what the world already knows: beauty is not truth. It is disguise. A mirror shows you what you are. A mask shows them what they want. Master both—or be devoured.” The girls shifted uneasily. Ifeoma smirked at her own reflection, tilting her chin higher. Ijeoma adjusted her braid, her eyes flickering toward Promise in something that looked almost like warning.

Half of her body was now out and she was dancing erotically. The first two girls slowly walked up to the cake and set the third girl free. The third girl still had her back on them but he liked what he was seeing. She got artificial curly hair and she really got a smooth skin. She was also wearing a corset just like the first one but somehow, the third girl's corset looked more... devilish, enticing and seducing. He held his breath as she slowly swayed to face him. Much to his disappointment, she was wearing a mask that covers half of her upper face. He tried to look at her eyes and saw that she was wearing green contact lenses. His eyes landed on her lips instead.