Blue Masquerade Mask Novels & Stories

Today is really an exhausting day, I want to sleep so bad right now, but I have to prepare all of the necessary stuff that we'd be using in the mission. I took my blazer off and placed it on the couch, and went upstairs to my room. I took some of my clothes and the gadgets that I'll need. I took my medical kits and placed them in a small bag. I took my other gadgets, such as an extra laptop, a smartphone with a secured line, an earpiece, and my handguns and flash grenades. We might not need it since we're going undercover at school, but it can still be risky. In a mission like this, anything can go wrong at any time, which is why we can never trust others and sometimes not even ourselves.

I picked it up expecting this was what Serena had chosen for me and tried it on. Black with a touch of blue coated the mask’s outer layer. Shaped like a wolf’s head, it had rhinestones and luminous beads along the forehead and around the eyes. It fit my face pretty well; properly able to breathe and see all around me despite the limited eye holes. The double doors then opened, but not one sound of a trumpet heralded my presence. I was incognito. Inside, guests were also wearing their masks in different colors and designs. They were crowded in the dance floor and in the tables available in every corner of the hall. Music was playing to enliven the mood and there was already wine and starters

My mother has been working in Casanova for a long time, and if they can ensure her safety, then they can surely ensure mine too. "Alright.. I'll do it." My grip on Mama V's hand turned firm. "Just tell me what I have to do." Mama V gave me a small, sad nod. "You have your mother's spirit. We start tomorrow. Welcome to the family, Aurelia." =====☆☆☆☆☆===== It feels like a nightmare, but as I looked at myself in the mirror, the reflection that stares back at me said otherwise. The white masquerade mask covered half of my face, the white bodice sparkling from the embedded crystals, and the short flowy white mini skirt told me that I look like a dream.

This was the annual Masquerade Gala, the one night a year where the monsters of the corporate world wore masks that finally matched their souls. ​I stepped onto the polished marble floor, my heels clicking with a rhythm that felt far too much like a countdown. Click. Click. Click. Every step was taking me further away from my old life and deeper into the mouth of the beast. My dress, a deep midnight blue that shimmered like a bruised sky, felt like armor. It was backless, draped low to show off the skin I had spent years caring for, all to serve as a distraction. The lace mask over my eyes was tight, the delicate patterns pressing into my skin, reminding me that tonight, Elena Sterling did n

She danced and mingled with ease, while I found solace at the bar, sipping on a drink and watching the partygoers from afar. As the night progressed, I found myself feeling more at ease with the party's anonymity. The masks allowed me to forget about my past and embrace the mystery and intrigue of the night. But that all changed when I saw him - a tall, dark stranger, dressed in a black suit and mask. He stared at me, making me feel uncomfortable. I quickly averted my gaze, pretending to be interested in my drink, but he approached me nonetheless. "Hey there, beautiful. May I have this dance?" he asked, his voice smooth and low.

A gasp escaped my lips as the light shone on Nana, seated on a chair in the middle of the large room, her mouth gagged and fear written all over her face. A man, dressed in black and in a black mask stood behind her with a gun to her head. "No!" I whispered as I looked on. "So this is the knight in shining armor?" A voice came from my right and I almost jumped out of surprise. There was another man dressed like the first man, sitting on a chair to my right. "Who are you and what do you want?" I asked angrily. "I just want what is mine." His voice was so calm as he spoke. It was eerily calm, like he had done it numerous times, and taken the lives of some unlucky few.

When we finally pulled up to the towering gates of the Claw Bane pack’s house, I took a shaky breath, willing myself to stay calm. Beta Nathan stepped out first, opening the door for us, and I gathered the skirts of my dress as I followed Alpha Rowan onto the wide stone path leading up to the ballroom entrance. It was just as I had always remembered it. Alpha Rowan paused, reaching into his coat pocket, and handed me a delicate, intricate mask. Its silver edges gleamed in the moonlight, fine threads curling into the shapes of leaves and feathers. Relief washed over me as I realised—this was a masquerade. With the mask, I’d be hidden, anonymous. Maybe, just maybe, this could work.

I said stressing the word admirer then looking at Mark, "secondly it was just flowers from MAGNIFICO, and I thought you got them too." "I didn't get any." Oh, Blackwood you are going to be on the stand soon. "This time it is not flowers, it is something more expensive." We both looked at Mark confused and he went inside and brought the package out for me to see. I opened it and saw a white gold mask with swirl designs. It looked nice but I don't think I am wearing a dress that matches the mask. My magenta dress with the black ombre design was definitely not the perfect match for this beautiful mask.

I looked stunning. “This one,” Verona said about a dark blue dress with gold trimmings that I tried on. “This is the one you’ll wear to the masquerade. We’ll find you a matching mask, and then you’ll be good to go. I was thinking of a mask to cover most of your face. What do you think?” I shrugged. “Sounds fine, I guess.” I stood in front of the mirror. I looked so different than what I was used to. The person staring back at me wasn’t me, and it was such a strange feeling. I felt like an imposter.

As another light breeze wafts his mouth-watering cologne over to me, I turn my head to the side, meeting his eyes. And wow! My breath feels like stuck in the top of my throat, as I look directly into his deep blue eyes. Their color might be enhanced by his dark grey mask with black embellishments, but wow. He flashes me a gorgeous smile, looking like he has been waiting all his life for me to look at him. “Hey.” “Hi.”