Beyond The Mask Book Novels & Stories

"But even the strongest fortress has its vulnerabilities." Then, he did the unthinkable. He reached out. I felt his calloused fingers trace the delicate carvings of my mask—the bridge of the wolf’s nose, the curve of the jaw. My breath hitched, a tiny, traitorous sound escaping my lips. I should have struck him down. I should have used my father’s deadly gaze to end his heartbeat right there. But I stayed still. I let him touch the ivory that separated us. "You hide behind this mask," he said, his voice dropping to a seductive register, "but I believe there is a woman of immense beauty and passion beneath it. A woman who is worthy of being loved... worthy of being known."

And then the mask slips. And what’s left behind is the truth.

The mask stretched into a smile, making it look even more grotesque than before. "The Catalyst would live as long as you do," the mask said. Miguel suddenly dropped the box. "Boss," he said, pointing at the mask. I turned to look at it. The mask was spewing a black inky substance, and immediately it entered my mouth. I fell as I struggled to breathe. I clawed at my throat as I felt I was being drowned by the strange substance.

Pockmark Mask now. ***

Brett said before he smiled and winked at the girls from afar. Adam snorted. He’s ashamed to see Brett flirting around female humans as soon as he got discharged from hospital. ‘I guess he is indeed feeling okay,’ Adam concluded. “Stop flirting with anyone. It will get us more attention,” Adam commented. “Speaking of attention,” Brett murmured, as he put down his glass and stared at Adam from head to toe. “Why are you wearing a Bauta mask?” A bauta mask is mask the cover the full face. It hot square-ish jaw, large chin and no mouth.

Mom rarely swore, but when she did, it was comedy gold. “Thanks, Mom,” I whispered, pulling away and sliding my white mask over my face. It was beautifully crafted: two silver wolves howling at the moon etched into the forehead, with thin black detailing that traced the cheekbones. The mask made me feel different—stronger, bolder. Like maybe I could fake bravery for one night. “I’m going to find Alpha and Luna Silvermane,” she said, squeezing my hand once before disappearing into the crowd. And just like that, the warmth of her touch vanished.

She was about to say something, but Black cut her fast. "Of course we ain't gonna rob. I don't wanna end up in jail, alright? My novel entitled The Masked is kinda inspired from that movie. My characters weren't illusionists, though. They're wizards. Attention seeker wizards, if I may add. They found happiness in doing something that would eventually create a fuss and make a person's attention dart on them. They entertain people to entertain themselves." He stopped for a while and looked at each of them. He's expecting one of them to say something and he's right. Flute's senses finally came back. "Wait! Are you saying... we have to catch people's attention? And through that, you think we wou

She had on a mask that only covered the sides of her eyes. She was a fan, and Adam decided to entertain her to distract himself. They talked about his pictures and his extreme sports competition, and she told him how much she admired him. “Ladies and gents, here comes the part I know some of you have been waiting for.” A male Adam couldn't see spoke over the microphone. “Do you want the legend of the kiss of eternal love to work its magic in your life? Then this is your time. I'm sure you're already close to the stranger who's held you spellbound. The countdown begins in thirty seconds to midnight. ”