Blank Featureless Mask Novels & Stories

Malik (looking at Magda): Show me pictures from the internet so you can make the masks from them. Magda: Pictures from the internet aren't always suitable; most are taken from only one or two angles. A mask needs pictures from all angles to accurately determine dimensions and proportions. Malik: What you're saying sounds reasonable, but it's not acceptable for you to make the masks on your own. Either you make them, or tonight will be the last night. Daniel can help you determine the dimensions, angles, and details I don't understand. Magda: Okay, I understand. Malik: Let's go.

Caspian let Handsome and Little Candy enter Earrings of Echo to rest first, and then he took out All Life Ghost Mask and covered his face. Immediately, his facial features became blurred as if they had melted, but soon, they became three-dimensional again.

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.

According to her, the masks they wear at this club arent the frilly, lacy kind that barely conceal anything. The mask itself is expertly shaped from a thin layer of supple leather and is painted in vibrant shades of blue and purple and black. When its on, it covers my face from the bottom of my cheeks to the top of my forehead, the edges sweeping up from the eyeline to emulate wings. Each one is scattered with tiny jewel-colored crystals that catch the light and shimmer iridescently. The only parts of my face that will be visible once I put it on will be my jaw, my mouth, and my eyes. Freya gently takes the mask from my hands. "I'll put it on for you. We need to be wearing them when we arriv

His presence was commanding, yet something about him felt off—like he was too calm, too prepared for this encounter. He had broad shoulders, sizeable arms and a puffed chest that signified regular visits to the gym. There was a white mask covering the upper half of his face, obscuring his eyes but leaving his strong jaw and thin lips exposed. The mask was stark white, smooth and unadorned. It curved around his cheekbones, resting over the bridge of his nose, almost like porcelain moulded to perfection. The lips that peeked out from beneath the mask were thin and pale, contrasting sharply with his well-groomed, dark moustache that traced the contours of his upper lip. His jawline was sharp an

However, when he thought of the fact that Ryder had made this, especially for him, his heart softened and the dissatisfaction vanished immediately. While Ryder put on the coat and boots, Midnight fixed the mask on his face. Since it wasn't the first mask Ryder had made, it was the best one so far she had managed to create. Even though having a few flaws was inevitable, it still was pretty decent. The mask was a half one that covered only the upper half of Midnight's eyes. It resembled a ball's mask. It was black with delicate ornaments made of clay and painted with golden paint. The mask covered most of Midnight's face, including half of his cheeks, but his jaw and lips were out in plain sig

“Pause it.” The masked model stepped out like she owned the night. Graceful. Elegant. Moving with a confidence that burned me alive. Her face hidden by that damn silver mask. Her mask. The thing that had made her untouchable, untouchably adored. “Zoom in.” He hesitated. “It’s already blurry, ” “Do it,” I snapped, voice dripping venom. He did. The image worsened, but then something caught my eye—metal flashing under her sleeve.

Nevertheless, the two veiled young people under the Phaseless Dweller kept waving the several-meter-long sword light to blaze the trail ahead. “Hey, Dummy!” The masked man, Mask, silently came to Alex’s side. Alex replied, “Mask, is there something wrong?” Mask said, “Have you noticed the two people ahead are bizarre?” Alex asked, “Which aspect do you mean?” Mask replied, “Every aspect. Can’t you tell? The Chi that the two people have released is different from ordinary people, and their movements are also particularly strange. The weirdest thing is... They don’t breathe and have not absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.”

"Maybe not. The decision is up to you. I just did it for your information but I hope we're inside the hideout. Outside let's go back to the past and our hidden Identity, is it clear?" "Yes!" the women answered at once. Everyone had fun. "Guys, do you agree that we should remove our masks at the same time?" Astra asked happily. Dindo is just waiting to see what happens next. He wanted to approach and hug Amore but he felt embarrassed. He was contented to just watch his friend first. He was also happy because she was safe. It’s his fault why she almost perished at Regor’s hands. "Are you all ready? One, two, three-," Astra said then they removed the masks at the same time.

exactly what they came for. **** The evening sun set behind the horizon, bathing the resort in a gentle glow as Cassia and her friends got ready for the masquerade ball Quinn had insisted they attend. The excitement was evident as they picked out their masks. Cassia’s mask was elegant, black with gold accents, shaped like delicate wings that framed her face. It perfectly matched her flowing dark dress, giving her a mysterious yet stunning look. Kiara’s mask was bold and vibrant, decorated in red with feathers, while Quinn went for something simple but sparkling, lined with silver beads.