Beyond The Mask Book Novels & Stories

He turned to me and this time he looked straight in my eyes and he continues, “I will try and come back here to see you. But if I can’t and you can recognize me without my mask when we meet once again, then I won’t hesitate to be yours forever. This I promise.” I became dumbfounded at the moment and couldn’t speak a word but just look into his sparkling eyes. He blinked and cleared his throat before looking away, he made his way out of the room without looking back. My heart that was accelerating at the moment stopped the instant he closed the door vanishing from my sight.

The creature seemed to calm down as if the pain had stopped , but her body seemed to fade away, and the mask was her lifeline, If before it was completely destroyed, I took out a book and handed it to him. This time, the mask and the book did not disappear, so he put the mask in his bag, so the mask glowed and turned into light and merged with the second mask that have been found in the Seven Races Continent , then the mask became whiter and the black aura intensified. Ahmet opened the book and began reading the pages. The first page spoke about the power of faith. wrote in it: "True strength is like a stove that can only be ignited by the power of faith, belief in oneself or others, belief

"Every movement needs a name." Aria looked at the women. Some were crying. Some were laughing. All of them were seen. "They already have one," Aria said. She pointed to a group of girls in the front row. They were holding up signs. WE ARE THE MASKED WOMEN. "The Masked Women," Noah repeated. "I like it. Sounds like a superhero team." "We are," Aria said. She leaned her head on his shoulder. The book was a bestseller. The fortress was secure.

There's no way he can drive it here but his location is quite far there's no chance in hell he is walking upto there. He held his forehead thinking all that and planning what to do now, just then he heard a sound nearby. A sound nobody other than him can hear as its not detectible by others. 'Oh yea, how come I forget about that' he said smiling to himself suddenly remembering something important. He close his eyes and snap his fingers. In few seconds a bat appeared flying in the sky. He got close to Liam as to listen to his commands and start hovering over his head. Liam put his right index finger forward giving him signals to sit on it and the bat followed his orders. He looked into the ba

I sighed, and he led the way to the VIP section. “Be careful,” he gave me a nod, and I entered the booth. To my surprise, the man in there had a mask on as well. “Here,” he handed me a shawl, to cover myself, as I took a seat. “Have a drink," he offered, passing me a glass. “Not happening,” I eyed the glass suspiciously, who knows what he put inside the drink. “Hear me out, I'm not going to do anything to you,on my honor, I just want us to talk,”

His veins were slowly losing the purple colour and he had a smile on his face. He looked at peace but I was torn once again. "Please, come back. Please, not you too." I screamed into the raging night. “I can't stand to lose another person I love.” I muttered into his cooling skin. Malen was gone. I heard a branch crack behind me and I turned. A figure stepped from the mist. Tall. Armored. A mask of shadow over his face, sword drawn and dripping with that same black lightning. "She’s the one," he said to someone behind him.

It covered the payment for her rent and other things she felt were important but splurging on herself was something she only engaged in at Christmas because of the discounts. It was sad but it was her reality. She flipped the pages of the book she had been pretending to read for the last hour. She didn't get how someone could read under such intense concentration of sunlight. Those ladies on her P*******t board she spent hours on when she wasn't busy had deceived her. She slammed the book shut with an exaggerated sigh. She was going to die of heatstroke if she kept this up. “I was wondering how long you'll keep that up.” A voice called from behind her.

“You got all smug telling us you’d outsmart us.” “Daddy!” “You said it.” I narrowed my eyes. “I might regret this.” Marcus laughed. “Too late.” After breakfast they both disappeared upstairs. When they came back down, I nearly died laughing. Masks. Like the dark romance book kind. The ones all the women online are obsessed over. They were just enough over the top. Enough to make me blush. Enough to make my stomach flip. Enough to make me realize they had absolutely committed to this insanity. Marcus spread his arms.

Rubby said, placing the box on the table right in front of Luna. Luna stopped wiping with her towel, staring at the box with a mixed gleam in her eyes. She opened the lid of the box slowly, revealing a Venetian carved mask in ivory white with beautiful silver brocade decorations along its edges. Luna's fingers stroked the smooth surface of the mask with a gaze that suddenly turned melancholic.

And my soul? Yeah, it tried to run away. This… thing… was tall. Nightmare tall. Slim like a shadow, someone stretched too far. Moving like smoke pretending to be a person. A mask covered its face—smooth, blank, empty. No eyes. No nose. No mouth. Just darkness shaped into a face. Its steps made no sound. Its presence made the air colder than my ex’s heart. Goosebumps attacked my skin, but I tried to stand strong. “Don’t look at the mask,” Cullen’s mother whispered.