Bastet Pj Masks Novels & Stories

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.

look on him A/N (in the Philippines when you are acting cute we call it pabebe) He then gave me a small smile and moved his eyes heavenwards. " By the way where's Tay and Newee?" I asked them with a curious look " They're on their way, I asked them to stop by in the nearest convenience store to buy drinks" Singto answered and pulled krist closer to him and gave him a fast peck on the cheek that lead Krist face to turn into red 10 minutes pass we heard a loud bang on the door

Judd said as he used a cloth to remove the excess lube and helped her to stand. "One last item," he said. He presented her with a black Venetian lace mask. "I have one like it. Well, nearly anyway. The Fantasy Ball is a masquerade. No one will ever know who we are." Using the tip of her forefinger, Jessi lightly stroked the beautiful creation. Delicate black filigree would cover most of her face from her upper lip to her forehead, and the mask had dramatic white rhinestone brows that arched from the inner corners of her eyes to the middle of her temples. She held the mask in place while Judd fastened it behind her head.

The Masquerade mask was Harriet's special mask, a white snake mask with one eye hole on the right side. "Actually, this is my mother's mask," said Harriet quietly. She then smiled and held up another mask box. Harriet showed it to Liam who was still furrowing his brows at her previous words and opened the box. Another white mask appeared in their vision. It was a white wolf mask with golden stripes around its eyes. Harriet smiled proudly showing the mask design. It was the one she ordered yesterday, which turned out to be perfect and ready at just the right time. "This is for me?" Liam asked.

"It's not matcha this time. She ordered some kind of face mask." "A face mask? Why from you?" "Well, I'm selling some stuff from Japan now—my friend ships them to me. Way cheaper than online stores. You want me to send you the catalog?" Belle shook her head. "No, thanks." She checked her watch. Bastian probably hadn't arrived yet—most likely still on his way from the gallery. But if she asked Anthony about him, he might start teasing her. So Belle decided to sit quietly next to Felix, waiting.

he mutters, not quite looking at me. The Gentleman gives a slow nod, considering. “He’s right. This wasn’t part of the original arrangement.” I prop myself up on one elbow, lips curling. “Come on. It's not that different. Same girl, same night, just a softer bed and better lighting.” The Jester whistles low. “She’s got a point. We keep the masks on, no real difference. And when’s the last time we got to fuck in a jacuzzi?” The Beast looks between us, jaw ticking. His eyes drag over me, slow and heated, like he’s trying to decide if he’s had enough. And then I see it, his lips twitch like he might smirk, and he mutters, “Fine. Masks stay.”

“Yes. I heard it's the Beta’s idea.” “The Beta?” “Yes. It's purpose is still to celebrate the new moon. Just in a more wilder way. You know, like in the form of a party. That's why there are no kids or underaged here.” I looked at the mask in my hand. "So everyone has to wear a mask?" "Yes. It's one of the party rules." I rolled my eyes. The servant laughed nervously. "The guards might ask you to leave if you don't wear your mask."

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

“No wonder people love coming here. I want to do this every year.” I smiled and handed him the black mask I’d picked out earlier. It only covered the top half of his face, up to the nose. “Here. Wear this.” We stopped in front of a small stall decorated with silver tinsel and glowing lanterns. Jazper Ray took the mask from my hand without question. He didn’t ask why. He just trusted me. “Like this, Mrs. Gibson?” he asked, slipping it on. I gave him a look. “You look perfectly gorgeous, Jazper Ray. Even with half your face hidden.”

The third festival was a masquerade filled with wonder and excitement. Everyone’s true identity was hidden under masks and elaborate costumes. I was wearing a modest white mask and Gregory wore a blue mask with a large bent beak that would have made him unrecognizable had it not been for the fact that I had already seen it before the party. Everyone was anonymous under their mask and I spent a long time trying to decipher the identity of the guests.