Beyond The Mask Book Novels & Stories

Every window was black except for that familiar red glow bleeding down the hallway. The signal that we weren't here for conversation or anything resembling normal human interaction. We were here for something else entirely. He didn't speak until we reached the door. Then he turned and pulled out the mask—black satin, devastatingly familiar. My pulse jumped. "Why the mask?" Wrong question. I knew better by now. He tilted his head with the kind of predatory patience that suggested he was already three moves ahead. "You're not here to see me, princess. You're here to feel me."

Ruby's gaze was glued to the screen, her body shaking as if she had seen a ghost. "You don't have to sign," I said, my voice a chilling whisper. "But if you don't, this unedited, crystal-clear video will be tomorrow's sensation, plastered over every news site. I'll even send a copy to your parents, all your relatives, friends, and colleagues. "Think you'll see a dime of that settlement then? Think you'll have the dignity to walk this earth?"

He says to me before closing the door. I don't know why I found myself crying. Hearing Adrien say those words I wanted desperately to hear from someone gave me hope and courage. The thought that at least someone believes in me gave me the strength to keep pushing on. And I won't stop until the person responsible for all of this is brought to light. I will expose all the lies, and fish out the traitor in the mask. ***Author's note*** Hello guys. Please don't forget to vote and comment so my book reach more audiences, also who do you think the masked person is? Thank you for reading. Chapter soundtrack: Over used by Clara Mae ft Gnash

Keysi joined me in laughing, to say, “I really hope she's not that crazy. I nodded in response. I expected the same. … The mask event was for the benefit of the children of a foundation that was in charge of helping children who suffered from severe burns. They paid the expenses of the surgeries, the stay in the hospital, the treatments, and even the therapies. I loved the idea of ​​cooperating with those children by buying masks at the entrance. However, I would not wear that shit that did not let me see well, it also hit the arch of my nose; Besides, it didn't match my dress.

My fingers shook a little as I opened the file. Inside was a mask. A sexy black mask made of soft lace and shiny silk. It would cover the eyes and upper face but leave the mouth and jaw free. Delicate black lace patterns swirled around the eye holes like dark flowers. Small shiny crystals sparkled at the edges under the street light. Thin black ribbons waited to tie at the back of the head. It looked mysterious and dangerous. The kind of mask strippers wore when they wanted to hide their identity but show everything else.

We move to the tables to make our hair and faces match our outfits. Izzy pulls my mask from her drawer, the one rule I always had. My face had to be covered. My family could not find out I was here and they dealt plenty with sleazy men. The masks leaves my mouth open, but covers the top half of my face. "You girls ready?" Thomas asks from the door when he peeks in. "Holy fuck. I don't think I'm ready. You two are delicious."

The man who had arrived when I had already given up hope. The man who had no idea how happy I was to see him. I reached for his unbuckled belt. His breath caught. That small sound was enough to erase the last of my restraint. I pulled him closer, and his hands settled against my waist. Neither of us said anything else. There was no need. The door was locked. The masks remained in place. And for a few precious hours, I could forget the world waiting beyond them.

"Maybe not. The decision is up to you. I just did it for your information but I hope we're inside the hideout. Outside let's go back to the past and our hidden Identity, is it clear?" "Yes!" the women answered at once. Everyone had fun. "Guys, do you agree that we should remove our masks at the same time?" Astra asked happily. Dindo is just waiting to see what happens next. He wanted to approach and hug Amore but he felt embarrassed. He was contented to just watch his friend first. He was also happy because she was safe. It’s his fault why she almost perished at Regor’s hands. "Are you all ready? One, two, three-," Astra said then they removed the masks at the same time.

"Do you take this woman to be your wife, to stand by her through thick and thin?" "I do," the man said, his voice muffled by the mask. The guests whispered in awe. Howard Larson, the Larson family's big shot, was so in love with me that he would not let a bad cold stop our big day. He did not want to disappoint me. "Wait a second." The man's eyes darted around, and his forehead was dotted with sweat. I smiled and asked, "Howard, you're looking a bit pale. Too busy with the wedding to remember your medicine?"

the one person who had no right to it. Her fingers found the edge of Bruce ’s sleeve. She gripped it. Not to stop him, but to anchor herself. “I want to fight this,” she said, her voice hoarse . “I don’t care what it takes.” Bruce nodded once. “Good. Because we’ re not backing down.” Mariana leaned forward. “There’s one more thing,” she said. “It came up during our last review of your father’s will.” Amy blinked . “What is it?”