Arcane Masks Novels & Stories

Perhaps she was just going with a dark theme? But when Angelique threw on some final touches, a pendant on the choker, and a lace mask, she stepped back and allowed Amber to get the whole view of the masterpiece, and it came together beautifully. Amber realized it wasn’t a cage at all, it was her beautiful web, and she was the fucking spider queen. The mask was in the shape of a spider, though elegantly and gracefully done, and the pendant was made of gorgeous black and white diamonds shaped like a spider.

They called me I don't know if ill run, but I'm strong I can manage to beat them, but the problem is that they are 3 and I'm all alone. I'm ready to run when one of the gangsters throw an empty can of beer exactly to my head " I'm sorry I'm not looking for trouble" I apologized, I'm ready to walk when one of them pulled my collar and throw me on the ground "I told you I'm not here to mess with you guys!" I said calmly, I'm controlling myself now, I don't want to fight them back I was about to stand up when the man wearing a mask, I guess the leader of this shit suddenly punched me on my face, he messed with my face

Roses are red, Violets are blue, You, my love, will die. You smile with sparks, Heal with a touch, But cut with the sword. I love you but, You are just a masquerade. Andre squeezed his hand tighter against the whiskey glass. It would crush in his hand with just a little more force. He bit his lip hard before taking another gulp down. A drink should ease the pain—they say—but it doesn't. A gulp should drown the pain further into profound depths but it doesn't. Rather, he recounted all his aches down till the break. The accident, the rejections. His eyes stung from the tears he fought. Trying to hold his visible pain from the further display, gradually became more of a Herculean task. Red blaz

“And don’t answer to anyone calling you away from the main room. If someone does, come find me immediately. Do you understand?” “Yes,” Emilia said slowly. “But—what’s going on, Mara? What’s this party really about?” Mara didn’t answer at first. Her gaze shifted, scanning the hallway. When she finally looked back, there was something tight in her jaw. “There are things you’re better off not knowing, Emilia. For now, just keep your head down.” With that, she handed Emilia a small box wrapped in black silk. “Your mask.” Inside was a sleek black mask, simple but elegant, with delicate satin ribbons and tiny silver stitching along the edge. Not as ornate as the others she'd seen guests preparing,

Masked Moonlight Addiction PART I The Masked Moon Ball pulsed like a living heartbeat. Crystal chandeliers dripped silver light over the grand hall of Lunar Academy, and every student, professor, and staff member wore the same enchanted silver masks. No faces could be seen, no names told. Only scent, touch, and instinct. Aria adjusted her mask, the cool metal pressing against her cheeks. Her simple black gown clung to her curves, and for the first time in years, she hadn’t taken her suppressants. “Just one night of not hiding,” she whispered to herself, heart racing.

Left. Alaric opened the chest. He pulled out a bundle of fabric and a mask made of carved wood and silver leaf. It was fierce and beautiful. "Wait here." Alaric said. He stepped behind a tree. I stood in the center of the grass. I felt the silence of the night pressing in on me. I thought about the choice I had to make. I was in love with a man from the past. I was a woman from a time that didn't exist yet. It felt like a trap.. Maybe a gift.

Her mask, a sleek black fox with delicate gold filigree around the eyes, felt heavier. Inside, the party already throbbed with low music and the murmur of too many bodies. Crystal chandeliers dripped warm light over velvet drapes and dark wood. Champagne flutes moved through the crowd like schools of silver fish. Everyone wore masks: lions, ravens, porcelain dolls, devils. Faces hidden, intentions very much not.

Hunter had already informed Ana about everything so she understood and asked, “do you need me to back you up?” “Marshall said everything was ready,” he said, meaning she just had to focus on Ariana. When Ariana saw him bringing out a new mask and all accessories from a briefcase, her heart sank. That mask spilled blood everywhere it went and Ariana hoped that Cassandra’s story wouldn’t turn tragic like that of Romeo and Juliet.

Each attendee is directed to select a mask from the counters, setting the stage for an evening of mystery and style. Emma, in harmony with her dress, opts for a captivating red mask adorned with a long black feather cascading down its left side. The mask, veiling almost her entire face, adds an intriguing aura, yet her distinctive emerald eyes remain an unmistakable identifier for those attempting to distinguish her amidst the masked crowd.

Midnight stated coldly while his eyes were full of boredom. "Now, now that's not how you greet your cousin Night," Dr. Zithea stated with a mischievous grin and provoking Midnight. "You annoying brat, stop talking. You still owe me something," Midnight said with a glare. "Yea, yea, I'll replace your console. Sheesh, you're rich; you don't need me to be doing that," Dr. Zithea said, then rolled her eyes as a sign of annoyance.