Arcane Firelights Masks Novels & Stories

Unless he doesn’t want to. I stand, stretch stiff legs, and walk to the window. The rain has slowed to a mist, blurring the city lights until they look like drops of molten gold. Cars crawl below, headlights cutting through fog. The world keeps moving while I’m stuck here, pacing an eight-by-ten room that smells like bleach and lilies. My reflection in the glass looks older somehow, dark circles beneath my eyes, hair falling in loose waves. I don’t remember leaving that way. “You look like hell,” I whisper to the glass.

exactly what they came for. **** The evening sun set behind the horizon, bathing the resort in a gentle glow as Cassia and her friends got ready for the masquerade ball Quinn had insisted they attend. The excitement was evident as they picked out their masks. Cassia’s mask was elegant, black with gold accents, shaped like delicate wings that framed her face. It perfectly matched her flowing dark dress, giving her a mysterious yet stunning look. Kiara’s mask was bold and vibrant, decorated in red with feathers, while Quinn went for something simple but sparkling, lined with silver beads.

Upon the bonfire the five mysterious figures were spotted, the fifth one sat on the shoulder of the biggest figure among the five just as strong wind blew across the village. The flames from the bonfire beacons on the five mysterious figures under the cloudy night, cladded in white robes and masks on their face, having a rune engraved on each of their mask except the one seating on the shoulder; The whole face was wrapped exposing only dried mouth and eyes. Making one wondered, how in the world were they standing in the large prepared fire without getting themselves inflamed?!

She says looking at the masks and picking a few up. She’s so sweet, I wonder where she gets her charm from? “Ooo what about these?” she picks up couples masks and I can’t help but giggle at the thought ‘couple’ is that what Troy and I are? “They are pretty cute and will match my dress perfectly.” The ‘women’s’ one is a black lace mask with purple glitter etched around the eyes and what kind of looks like crescent moons, and the ‘males’ one is a simple design, black with the same purple glitter around the eyes and crescent moons. Perfect.

"Isn't this all because of you? If you hadn't helped her back then, would Brianna have ever scored that well in math?" I dug my left hand into my thigh, hard, forcing myself not to tremble. The others smiled and echoed her, as if they'd all suddenly forgotten what they had done to me in high school. During lunch, it was like they were following a script, casually showing off how well their lives had turned out. Finneas took a call and loudly mentioned a deal worth millions of dollars. Melissa showed off a diamond ring that was clearly several carats large. Vexana Jones made sure everyone noticed the luxury watch on her wrist.

I didn’t know the last advertisement I did in New York was for a Korean company! My hair had been dyed dark brown up until a month ago and curled up into a low bun. A white and gold Venetian masquerade mask is perched on my nose and held by my right hand to cover the top half of my face. My skin tone has a bronze tint to it thanks to the foundation. My closed lids are showing off the glittering gold coloured eye shadow that blends perfectly with my skin, and dark waterproof liner emphasized the contours of my eyes. My eyelashes have never looked so long and dark before, and the light blush on my cheeks gave it a rosy glow as my full lips lift in a half-smile, showing off the bright red lipst

The guys look so dapper in their tuxedos, and when they add their black and gold masks, they turn into mysterious strangers with eyes that ignite the flames deep within me. Jace wears a gold mask that is identical to my own, with black details, and Jude is wearing an all-black mask but looks similar to mine and Jace’s. Glancing at the reflection of us together in the mirror, I find that we look hot as hell. It only tells me that Jace and I are right to want Jude to join us, he’s our missing piece.

The sounds of cars driving by, and their horns interlaced with the cacophony of voices and footsteps created a background song to my self-declared movie. I lifted my head and gazed at the giant sign of the White-Angel company and a flood of warmth flowed in my stomach. —Today was day one of my revenge mission and I was very well prepared for it. I pushed back the Bayonetta glasses I had ordered over the weekend from A****n. They had been one of the basics for the office siren starter pack I had researched deeply on P*******t and which I had dressed accordingly. Over my pin-striped pencil skirt with the side front slit, I had worn a very tight-fitting white shirt which did not have any button

The fabric was soft to the touch, and I could feel its lightweight enveloping me, giving me a look that was both elegant and daring. My lips, painted a bright red, shone like rubies, attracting the eye and adding a touch of sensuality to my appearance. I had taken care to emphasize my eyes with delicate makeup, and to complete it all, I had chosen a black Venetian mask, decorated with delicate patterns that added an aura of mystery to my face. The mask perfectly matched my features, hiding part of my identity while revealing another side of myself, more daring and intriguing. I no longer wanted to be perceived as a fragile little thing, ready to break at any moment, like a delicate glass exp

An elegant onyx-black mask, etched with faintly glowing wolf runes. My eyes narrowed. “The mask is designed to hide your aura,” He referred to Maverick. “It will help distort your voice, block scent tracking and also cloaks your magical signature and facial recognition” He said. I took the mask, staring and admiring it. A key for walking into human spaces without detection. “It’s bound to your energy,” Ardan said. “Only you can remove it. And if it breaks... we have problems.” I crossed my arms. “So you’re going to play Batman now?”