A Mask Of My Own Face Novels & Stories

I stopped applying my makeup for a second to give her my full attention. "I mean you're so ugly you put our obsessed, distorted-faced neighbor Maria to shame." I felt a lump form in my throat, I swallowed it forcefully. "I'm not ugly, I'm pretty." I tried standing for myself, didn't want her words to hurt me, didn't want her to see how much her words affected me so I wore a mask, a very breakable glass mask. "Oh please, don't bother, even the best and most famous make-up artist path McGrath couldn't make you pretty, you're ugly. Accept it! Own it!" The mask I was wearing broke into a million pieces.

Both Delilah and Rhea thought it was not ideal to go alone, but I didn't see what could possibly go wrong. I let out a short, wry chuckle. "Come on, Dee, what could possibly go wrong?" I argued, slipping the mask over my face and examining my reflection in the mirror. The mask obscured the lower half of my face, transforming my appearance into something unrecognizable. "See? No one will know it's me." "But still—" Delilah began to protest, but I raised a hand, cutting her off.

Amore said with a smile. "What? Are you going to go on your revenge by pretending? Amore, you might be cursed again when he finds out. You know he's a cunning man, don't you?" He replied full of concern. "Ah, I'll take care of it. I can pretend as long as I have a different face. I can't take off my mask, because he will suspect me!"

I thought of lying, and immediately made something up, "Because your face is a reminder of many bad things. I didn't want to see it." Cage chuckled, the sound low and husky. "What about now? Aren't you seeing it? Keep this at the back of your head: you'll continue seeing me forever." He paused, his gaze roaming over me. "Besides, I'm wearing a mask. It's supposed to be my mask you don't want to look at. Not my face... and especially not my abs."

he elaborated, " Please, unveil the face behind your masks." A single heartbeat passed. Two. And then the room filled with quiet rustling as gloved fingers lifted lace, satin, and velvet. I hesitated. The mask had been my shield. My protection against recognition. My fingers trembled at the edges of the silver filigree. But I removed it anyway. One slow breath in. I let the cool air touch my cheeks, my jaw, and the hollow of my eyes. Naked now, not just in face but in truth. There was no more pretending or anonymity. Whatever happened next, I would face it as myself. All of me.

Mick picked up the mask and looked at it with a frown on his face. “It’s clean. Darren washed it, and then I sprayed and wiped it down again.” “I can smell the cleaner. I’m just curious.... You wear this every time?” “Every time,” I affirmed. “Why?” “To bring out a part of me that wasn’t there before.” “A masquerade girl?”

He mumbled as he stopped in front of me, and I furrowed my brows. This... This felt familiar. He reached out to grab my mask, but I swatted his hand away. "No touching." "Too bad, I wanted to see if your face matches the rest of you. You could be a model. You have the body and the attitude, but I'm not too sure about the face." He yawned. "Trust me, I have a ridiculously pretty face. I'm wearing his mask because I don't want you to faint from how beautiful I am." I boasted.

Chapter One hundred and Seventy one Vittoria “What?” I exclaimed angrily removing the mask off my face forgetting why I put it on in the first place. Before I knew it my head snapped immediately sending me to put on the mask on back. Ceasing my breath while I did so in under five seconds. This people stress me out for reall man!!! “I see you Want to end yourself here and put it on me Marina, I said what I said and I mean it!” I couldn't believe my ears …

I said "Yeah, I will do all you've said. But what about my face? I can't possibly go there with this face because everyone will recognize me immediately" "I know and that's why I've prepared a facial mask, especially for you. It will change your face completely and you can't ever take it off until the mission is accomplished" I said showing it to her "I can't ever take it off? Alright then, I just hope this plan succeeds quickly because I sure love my freedom" she muttered sighing softly

I had forgotten to remove it before I entered the room. “Maddie, kids, it's me”. I said to them as I removed the mask from my face. My action made them gasp. “Holy crap. What was that, Gina?”. Maddie asked me, before she quickly approached and took the mask from my hand. “Oh my goodness”. She stared at it intensively, like she could not believe what her eyes were seeing. “This is my disguise, Maddie, kids. I can't keep on wearing a mask on my face all the time, so I made this realistic facial mask”.