Beyond The Mask Book Novels & Stories

His eyes glowed silver through the mask. "That’s exactly where we’re taking you."

That is an easy question, I got asked that many times while I was in highschool. Turning to face him, I smile, noticing the interest on his face. “No. I don't have siblings. Only child.” “Oh! It must have been really boring for you. I guess?” he says, taking a left turn. “I was too busy to feel lonely. I was choked up with books and school work.” leaving out the maltreatment I faced from Lyla, I think, is better. Although I don't have any negative feelings about Sebastian, my mom taught me to keep some personal information away from strangers.

It was elegant and terrifying. We approached a woman seated behind a sleek glass desk. Her face was expressionless. When she saw Mr. Everhart, she stood quickly and bowed, deeply, reverently, before sliding something across the counter: a mask. Without hesitation, Mr. Everhart took it. The mask was white porcelain, etched with subtle obsidian lines. He placed it over his face and pinned a silver tag to his lapel. The name engraved on it was, Alpha. He turned to me “You won’t be needing this yet,” he said quietly, though his eyes behind the mask were unreadable.

She bared her teeth and let out a deafening roar, hoping to intimidate the wolves. Just when all hope seemed lost, as Samantha and her children braced themselves for the inevitable attack, the ground shook beneath them as Alexander's massive form burst through the trees.

Like she was empty of tears. "The mask was a gift from my mom, someone I thought I lost long before I lost my dad, I survived with an injury on my face that the doctors said would scar me. Everyone hated me after that, for taking away their alpha, for being weak and ugly." Lennox's hand came around her and held her close as she exposed more of herself. "The mask was a way of hiding my face so I don't disgust people but more than that it was what helped me stay close to my parents even when the wound was gone, I couldn't be without the mask."

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They were battered, broken, and hunted by the most powerful man in the world. But as Saoirse raised her hand and summoned a small flame to warm them—a flame that was now mirrored by a tiny spark in Tristan’s hand—she knew one thing. The game of masks was over. The war of fire had begun. End of Chapter 13

I say, running my fingers over the now smooth skin. “I didn’t know I could do that,” he whispers. “Great, we can update your resume later. What did the masked guy say?” Dillon asks, his voice tight. I swallow hard, still hearing the words echo in my mind. “He said I was getting closer… and to find a book. One that isn’t in the library.” Silence falls over the room. Then Finley, always the one to break tension, mutters, “Well, that’s not cryptic at all.”

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.