Bleach London Reincarnation Mask Novels & Stories

I wanted to rip the mask off, to let him see the monster and the woman, and to lose myself in the heat of his embrace. But as his fingers moved toward the silk ribbons at the back of my head, a cold splash of reality hit me. I am a murderer, I reminded myself. I am an impostor in a dead girl's palace. He is a man of the South, a man of secrets. If I let him see me—truly see me—I would lose the only armor I had left. The power of my eyes was my greatest weapon, but my mask was my greatest shield. Just as his fingers brushed the knot of the ribbon, I grabbed his wrist. My grip was unnaturally strong, fueled by the desperation of a cornered animal.

The only thing I can focus on is Prince’s unmoving body beneath my hands. “Check Giovanni’s pockets,” my father orders. Sal kneels beside Giovanni’s corpse, searching through his jacket. I can’t tear my eyes away from Prince. My hands cup his face, my thumbs brushing over his too-pale skin. His lips are slightly parted, his breathing shallow. “Found it,” Sal mutters. My head jerks up, and I see the small bottle in his grip. “Describe it,” my father demands. Sal turns it over in his palm, his brow furrowing. “Dark purple glass. The front of the bottle is carved, looks like fire—maybe flames?”

I looked down at Kael. My breath caught in my throat. His face was a raw, indistinct ruin. The magic hadn't just copied his features; it had stripped them completely away. His nose was a flattened lump of cartilage. His lips were fused and completely undefined. His heavy brow was gone. He looked like a mannequin made of melted wax and raw muscle. He was still breathing, but his identity was entirely erased. Irina stood up. She held the hardened grey mask in her hands. She turned to Bram.

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 woman then softly touched her face and got up from the bed. Inside the bathroom she then quickly removed the face mask she was wearing below which there was a face which was filled with red coloured spots while somewhere now starting to turn black, the eyes of that lady were filled with revenge as she softly touched her face with her trembling hands before she closed her eyes and put the face mask back on her face

He wickedly smiles while saying, “You to Suffer!” Rather than reacting to what he had said, Zitrey was more surprised on the mask he’s wearing, it was like the same mask she’s using as Crimson Blade. ‘Where did he get that thing?’ But her attention was taken by her friend's complexion that slowly turning to pale and lips in purple. Was the water cold? They start to shake and water almost reached their mouth. She slammed the glass once again. The mind was swirling with curses, seeing them suffer. “Stop it stop! Stop the water now!”

Freya grins. I lean down and pick up one of the masks, it's from The Purge movie. I toss it to the side, it's probably not the best one to wear in this situation. I take a balaclava that has a skull printed on it and hand it to Axel. He pulls in over his head and I almost swoon. The mask covers most of his face apart from his eyes, which look even more piercing in the mask, and damn if he doesn't look dangerous and sexy as hell. “Perfect, just some black paint around his eyes and he will look so badass, and completely unrecognisable,” Freya beams.

The Masquerade mask was Harriet's special mask, a white snake mask with one eye hole on the right side. "Actually, this is my mother's mask," said Harriet quietly. She then smiled and held up another mask box. Harriet showed it to Liam who was still furrowing his brows at her previous words and opened the box. Another white mask appeared in their vision. It was a white wolf mask with golden stripes around its eyes. Harriet smiled proudly showing the mask design. It was the one she ordered yesterday, which turned out to be perfect and ready at just the right time. "This is for me?" Liam asked.

“Alpha Kael is going to have a heart attack.” I roll my eyes, if the Alpha had a heart attack after seeing me, the Elders would definitely have my head. “I don’t care what he thinks,” I say honestly, i preferred life better when he didn't even notice me. She only arches a brow and hands me the mask. It's delicate,white with silver embellishments, feathers arching off one side, and tiny gems scattered like stars across it. The moment I place it over my face, I feel like someone else. Someone braver.

A shaky breath left my chest. One look into his hazel eyes, and I knew I had to rekindle that courage that was long lost. Years and Years of mistreatment had made my soul numb, my courage diluted. I took a deep breath in, nodded. Rayleigh reached for something in his drawer. I walked in, curious. "Wear this mask. Always have the surgical cap with you. For your scent..." he wondered, "Don't worry. I got that covered," I showed off my pendant. That artefact? Spellbound and strong enough to hide my scent from even a bear Shifter.