Beneath The Mask Book Novels & Stories

I've been attempting to persuade him to establish a connection between MD Entertainment and his exclusive mystery author. Our proposition assures that the author's identity will remain hidden from the public. However, we will need his direct involvement in some events, which needs to be rapid and won't leave time for the President to act as an intermediary. If it suits Author X, he could use a face mask during our meeting. But the response is still a solid no. He isn't giving out the rights to any of his works to any other company besides his signed company, disregarding the benefits both parties will reap from this arrangement.

When we finally pulled up to the towering gates of the Claw Bane pack’s house, I took a shaky breath, willing myself to stay calm. Beta Nathan stepped out first, opening the door for us, and I gathered the skirts of my dress as I followed Alpha Rowan onto the wide stone path leading up to the ballroom entrance. It was just as I had always remembered it. Alpha Rowan paused, reaching into his coat pocket, and handed me a delicate, intricate mask. Its silver edges gleamed in the moonlight, fine threads curling into the shapes of leaves and feathers. Relief washed over me as I realised—this was a masquerade. With the mask, I’d be hidden, anonymous. Maybe, just maybe, this could work.

It had been enchanted to look like an ordinary case of books and shawls, but when I touched the inner lining with two fingers and whispered the activation rune, the real compartment shimmered into view. Inside: a charcoal-black coat lined with inner compartments. A few small, curved knives sheathed in silk. Fingerless gloves with hidden needles stitched at the seams. A compact mirror charmed to reveal spiritual residue. Smoke bombs disguised as cosmetics. And— My mask. I lifted it slowly. It wasn’t the plain silk veil I wore when walking the corridors. This one was molded leather, dyed a soft metallic gray, edged with opalescent runes only visible in moonlight. It covered my entire face exce

Pockmark Mask now. ***

CHAPTER 115 Rose’s POV It was time. The world…my world was about to change. And I had only one chance to make it come true. Jonas opened the last layer of the case and revealed my mask. A soft gasp escaped me before I could help it. It was shaped like a cat’s face with smooth edges and slanted eyes. It was simple, elegant, and playful. For a moment, everything around me blurred. My fingers trembled as I lifted it from the velvet lining.

Nathaniel stood by my side, his unwavering support and love serving as a constant reminder that I was not alone in this journey. But just when I thought the storm had finally passed, a new twist emerged, threatening to shake the foundation of our hard-earned peace. One evening, as I returned home from a long day of rehearsals, a package awaited me at the doorstep. Intrigued yet cautious, I opened it to find a meticulously crafted mask, its porcelain surface adorned with intricate patterns. A chill ran down my spine as I recognized the mask. It was the signature symbol of an enigmatic secret society, rumored to hold immense power and influence. Fear gripped me once again, as the memories of t

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits. Chapter 41 Caleb's POV: The first time I felt it—really felt it—we were sitting beneath the old neem tree behind Ava’s house. Just the three of us. Me. Ava. Alex. Like nothing had changed. Like time hadn’t pulled us in different directions and stitched new layers into our lives.