Beyond The Mask Book Novels & Stories

An elegant onyx-black mask, etched with faintly glowing wolf runes. My eyes narrowed. “The mask is designed to hide your aura,” He referred to Maverick. “It will help distort your voice, block scent tracking and also cloaks your magical signature and facial recognition” He said. I took the mask, staring and admiring it. A key for walking into human spaces without detection. “It’s bound to your energy,” Ardan said. “Only you can remove it. And if it breaks... we have problems.” I crossed my arms. “So you’re going to play Batman now?”

The normally impenetrable mask shattered like glass under the onslaught of my powerful blow, revealing nothing beneath - faceless. He crumbled to his knees, an ethereal apparition, his countenance veiled in every darkness. As he fell limp to the floor, I felt a fleeting sensation of victory, realizing the key to our liberation – the masks. "It's the mask." I breathed. "Their weakness is in their mask." then I strode toward the second man in front of Simon. With renewed vigor, my friends and I lashed at the remaining assailants, aiming for their cursed masks. Each strike of my claws shattered them into oblivion, releasing the men beneath from their silent torment.

Amelia is rereading the message when someone close in on her from behind, covering her face with a black mask.......

Hey readers I know I'm not giving proper updates to this book. I am extremely sorry about it. I have been quite busy because of my studies, and I have to wrap up my other story, "Love Me Again." The story has few chapters left, and then I'll continue another book in it with the story of next generation. So, I am focusing more on it as it's about to end. Soon, I'll come up with new chapters for Beyond The Time.

"Although the money is decent, this is a masquerade performance. The clients prefer to be anonymous. I agreed right away without thinking. Friday night arrived fast, and before I knew it I was standing backstage at Eclipse, clad in a revealing costume and a black mask half my face. As I watched for my signal, my heart hammered in my chest. Soft, sensual lighting enveloped the stage as I left, the eyes of the patrons tracking every action. Trying to forget where I was and why I was doing this, I turned my attention to the music. The performance passed in a haze, my head disconnected from my body.

Even if they saw the resemblance— The eye color would throw them off. It's not like I can just wake up and change eye color. It doesn’t work like that. And then— “And let's not forget the mask,” Melina added. I nodded slowly. “…Yeah.” That too. Between the mask and the eyes— I had a shield. A strong one. I let out a long breath. One I didn’t even realize I had been holding. “Thank you, Mel…” My voice softened. “I feel… better.” She smiled slightly.

Inside, my stomach burned. The chandeliers above buzzed faintly. My pulse roared louder. I pressed forward. “But masks exist for a reason. Because sometimes, they aren’t lies. Sometimes they’re shields. Sometimes they’re the only thing standing between you and ruin. And when you finally take them off… maybe the truth is survivable.” Silence. And then—applause. It swelled like a wave, breaking tension the crowd didn’t even know it was holding. Adrienne clapped first, then the wives, then the men. Cameras clicked. Laughter bubbled, relieved, charmed.

And of course, the mask. The mask that covered my entire face except for my mouth, leaving me free to explore the most thrilling and wonderful sensations with my lips and tongue. The mask that protected my identity from malicious people who could ruin me if they knew that I, such a well-behaved girl, could transform into something entirely different. "Let me see her, Bianca," Masato begged. "Please." Hearing the word "please" from a man who had probably never asked for anything in his life was what made me give in. What made me hesitate and... slowly nod.