Billy Butcherson Mask Novels & Stories

I asked. "You want to kill who,do you think he is like every other person, well,Simon's junior brother I went to see yesterday is the one and only masked multi billionaire". He broke the ice. " What??? Masked multi billionaire?? Me? Why??" I stuttered in shock. "Can you see that you are in big trouble, he is going to stop at nothing to search for you,the only advice I can give you is to hide pending the time I will find a solution". He said but I remained mute.

he heard her clearly but his brain could only accept a piece of possible information deemed by him. “He was your father?” he gulped before the words choked him harder than they already did. “Doesn’t matter now, he killed my Mama, so he must pay,” she said coldly, rising from the floor. Andre followed soon. “Good, then let us make him pay,” he said, firmly as his thoughts to expose the masquerade hiding in the mask of the honourable detective. ****

' I mused. "Mr. Carter, I would've been more understanding if I'd known you were looking after my wife so well. "However, there's a snag with the bid today, Mr. Carter. Why don't you give it another once-over, and we'll touch base about what's next?" Seth, seeing I was softening, could not thank me enough before he scurried off. His smug, mocking face was plastered all over the hotel's glass doors as he left.

"You're not seeing the big picture here. I'm not going to her as 'me'. I'm going to her as 'you'." Xander's brows furrowed in confusion for a second. I loved that look of uncertainty. It wouldn't last long, though, because soon he'd understand exactly what I meant. I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out the mask. It was smooth, flesh-coloured, and moulded perfectly to look just like Xander. I had it custom-made, every feature copied down to the last detail. It was going to be flawless. His eyes widened in shock as I held the mask up for him to see.

"Hehehe… Five million is definitely worth it! Those fools would never understand how precious a woman's first time is!" Vicky flinched and came to her senses right then. She watched as the man approached and shouted herself hoarse, saying, "Touch me, and the Turnbulls will make you pay!" "Oh, but how are you going to do that? You don't even know who I am." The man in the dog mask shook his head in feigned sympathy. "I feel for you, Ms. Turnbull, I really do… but I can't back down now, can I?" The other masked men below stage were certainly impatient and started to shout at him.

‘Is he really Darryl Darby?’ “Haha!” Jonas could not help it and burst into laughter. The crowd muttered amongst each other. He pointed to the mask in Darryl’s hand. “Brat, I have to give it to you. The mask looks super authentic! Let me tell you something, there are way too many who claimed to be Darryl Darby and there are also many fake masks like this one! Will you believe me if I say that I can make one that is similar to yours within just half an hour in the Snyder family’s factory?”

Because his oxygen levels are depleted, he's been forced to breathe with the assistance of an oxygen tube. Terrence took a wooden box out of his father’s bedside drawer and placed it near him. His father gathered all his strength to open the wooden box with his son’s assistance and took out a peculiar-looking mask. It is made of silver and gold. "T-this is the Black Scorpion mask. Anyone who bears this mask bears the entire organization. It's yours now." Travis said while barely holding the mask with his pale hands. He extended his hand to give it to Terrence. Terrence took the mask from his father and examined it. He realized it has a resemblance to a scorpion’s face. "Dad", was all he coul