Novel & Cerita Alice Masquerade

"This isn't ours! Our shop is the most upscale bridal boutique in Ausville. People like you don't belong here. Get out, or I'll call the police!" Crossing my legs elegantly, I cast a disdainful glance at Rosalie and said slowly, "Call the police? Sure, let's have them decide who's impersonating me, who destroyed my receipt in broad daylight, and who's slandering me." As I spoke, I pulled out my phone, ready to dial. Aspen's expression shifted, and she screamed, "Alice Lowe! Don't you dare!" Why wouldn't I dare? There was nothing I wouldn't dare to do when dealing with a wannabe imposter!

He smiles and replies, “Just call me Greg, and please do keep it a secret. ” He nods and says to him, “I understand, it seems you are a secret yourself. Why all the secrecy? You have not committed any crimes have you?” He doesn’t speak rather he nods and walks towards the room, this time, he doesn’t stop him. After the long sentences, he allows him to enter the room, he walks toward her slowly and he looks down at the sleeping beauty. He is about to remove his mask but he sees her stir in her sleep so he stops and walks closer to her. She opens her eyes and stares right at him, he looks down at her and says to her,

Riona rememberd what he said, how could he be the alpha of the midnight pack when he is the exact opposite of what she had heard of him, she couldn't even hate him after hearing that from him especially since she has seen a soft side to him, one she guessed he had only for his people and her. Just then Riona's felt her hand touch something on her bed, she picked it up and brought it into view. Her mask? She was sure she left it behind, did Lia send it over? It had a note attached to it. For a minute she recalled her confession to Lennox as her hand stroked the mask. "Put it on now and don't take it off, " Riona whispered to herself, reading what was on the note. As instructed Riona put on th

The older man stands tall and commanding beside her. “What happened to my son?” the woman asks with a trembling voice. I swallow hard, my throat still tight. “I found him on the beach, severely injured with silver weapons in his neck and shoulder, plus a serious head wound. I did everything I could. He is stable now.” They both look at me with deep gratitude. “You saved the Alpha’s life,” the man says. “Thank you, Doctor.” Alpha? The word lands heavily. This is Jethro Northcutt — the reclusive, feared Alpha of the CreationMoon Pack. The one whispered about in hushed tones. He looks so young and heartbreakingly handsome lying there, nothing like the cruel figure in the rumors.

When I’m done, I stare at myself in the full-length mirror. The clothes and makeup are good, but it doesn’t look like me. I feel as if I’m on stage, wearing a costume. I suppose that is what I’m doing. I’m putting on an act tonight, behaving as if I do this all the time. I guess it makes it easier if I pretend to be someone else. Real Alice hasn’t kissed a guy since she was sixteen, and that was only a playful peck. Sexy Alice is experienced and has one-night stands all the time. She’d totally be comfortable with going back to a guy’s place and letting him strip off her clothes and have mad monkey sex with her.

Our target: Jessica’s highly esteemed charity gala—an event she had carefully planned and was set to host in a week. The night before the gala, I put on my most perfect disguise: a sophisticated masquerade mask and an elegant gown that would blend seamlessly with the high-society crowd. My team and I had worked tirelessly to infiltrate the event, ensuring every detail was perfectly executed. We were about to deliver the most significant blow yet.

“I honestly don’t know how the academy would even accept another student.” Daniela smiled. “They already have.” Frank frowned. “What?” “I won’t be going as Daniela.” She looked at him calmly. “I’ll be attending as Alexander.” “My cousin.” Frank blinked. “…What?” “You and Alexander aren’t even twins.” “We’ve always looked alike.” She shrugged. “We both have red hair.” Frank stared at her as if she’d completely lost her mind. “You seriously think that’s enough to fool everyone at Westmoor?” “I’ll change a few things.”

So he thought it would be fun to tease his cute and sulky girlfriend. "Hey handsome, how are you enjoying the night? " The girl asked him as she settled in a seat next to him. "It's been fun" He replied with a smile only to see Pari's fist clenching in anger. "I'm Alice, Marissa's cousin. I saw you with Joshua's friends" She spoke as she kept batting her lashes and playing with her hair strands. "I'm Joseph" Ian instantly lied as he didn't want to entertain her. All thanks to the mask Pari had carefully picked, most of his facial features were decently hidden.

Not only that, this is going to be the last chance for that dumb, Isaac to find his destined mate. If he dares to do so...! I followed my angry beauty and saw her being surprised by the arrangements, I loved her smile, but soon when she saw me her colors fade away. That's so mean...! We went in near the facial mask counter, she was excited but pasted an unnecessary expression, "Is this needed..? it's idiotic..!" I was about to taunt her but there was someone ready to mock her already, "You are idiotic, miss Alice, without knowing for whom everything was arranged" Sarah was furious with her, I know she will be because it was her, who brought those masks.

Alice placed her fists under her cheeks and gave me a cutesy anime look. “Who are you, and what have you done to my friend?” I shrieked and took a step away from whatever strange being was impersonating my best friend. This wasn’t Alice. This was anti-Alice fashion. Her style was sexy, hot femme fatale, not cute, adorable pastel princess. Alice would rather take a bullet through her head than dress up all cute. Which was exactly what she was wearing right in front of my eyes. She wore a cute baby-pink-and-white lacy dress full of lots of bows and flowers that stopped above her knees. Covering her legs were a pair of lacy white socks.