Booktok Masks Novels & Stories

I like that this room has a bathroom, so I don't have to worry about being discovered. I soak in the warm water; today's fatigue has extensively washed away. I slowly removed the leather mask on my face. Holding the sheet of the leather mask as thin as a sheet of paper, as smooth as a baby's skin, my appreciation for Paul grew in my heart. After taking a shower, I wanted to wash off the mask, but at this moment, I suddenly remembered that my luggage was still at the hotel. To maintain this mask, I use the liquid that Paul gave me. Just soak the mask in that solution once a week; the mask can be stored for four months. After four months, Paul will send me another mask.

However, the mask was not that ordinary. "This!" The girls and boys gawked. Of course, there are boys also. They didn't just talk. Because they liked him too! "All of the boys here are gays!" That was his thought when he came here. His mask was made simple but very high class! "Rich!!" The girls and the boys including the teacher called. "Haneng Exclusive Mask!" That mask came from his mall. The best mall in Korea! To be continued...

He sat perfectly still, but every line of his body screamed power. ​He wore a polished silver mask that covered the left half of his face, where the worst injuries were rumored to be. The mask was cracked in one place, giving it a brutal, shattered look. His visible features were sharp: a strong jawline, and one eye deep, icy black that was currently fixed on the patterns in the carpet. He looked like a fallen king, ruined but still terrifying. ​"Anya," my father mumbled, shoving me forward. "Meet Alpha Ronan."

I’m not going to hurt you. His words were bizarre, but I had no time to think them over. No matter what he said, I wasn’t about to trust him. Still, I nodded in agreement, signaling that I would comply. Once he seemed convinced I wouldn’t resist, he relaxed a little and guided me toward the bedroom. He must have known I was pregnant because he kept his hand protectively near my stomach, careful not to harm me. As we moved, the dim light of the moon filtered through the window, and I finally got a clearer look at him. He wore a black mask that covered his entire face, leaving only his eyes visible. In the darkness, I couldn’t tell who he was at all.

An area where women could be obtained for a night of fun. It didn’t matter much to Ethan who looked around the street as he walked. Women leaned against walls looking at passing cars with calculated gazes. “You lost?” A calm voice asked with a trace of sarcasm. A girl stood leaning against a light post, her raven hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore a short, form-fitting dress that hugged her curves and a sleek leather jacket that added an edge to her look. A lace black masquerade mask hid half her face but her intelligent eyes stared at him with curiosity and her red lips had a hint of a smile on them.

The question is, will I survive? The guard suddenly rushes in. He points at me and throws me something, which I quickly catch. “Put that on. Alpha Zao wants to see that on you.” “What…is it?” I ask, standing up. “A mask? I don’t know,” he says with anger. I look at it. It’s a tasseled nose‑and‑mouth mask. The dangling tassels are made with rhinestones, and the bottom part curves into a V shape that frames my jaw and chin when I put it on.

This mask isn’t just fashionable, it was designed by Black Eagle and must be handled delicately. Unlike any of the other masks mine has been outfitted with a transmitter, as well as a small computer system designed to send information through nearly invisible lenses. It's so specialized that I know Katelyn Rose had to have crafted it, even though it was “Ms Smith” who handed it to me.

The tension in the small space dissipated slightly. Still holding the gun firmly, she walked over to inspect the bag. Inside were three black masks, each of which she carefully examined. They all resembled masks, similar in appearance to those worn by vampires or shape-shifters. However, unlike those worn by other supernatural creatures, these masks were covered in writing and symbols instead of blood.

She was finally going to have enough space with her friends. "Don't worry babe, I will fill you up on the details when you arrive, I promise" She pecked him on the cheeks, and carried her shoes to her room. "Aliyah will be the death of me" Carl revealed after she was gone. CHAPTER Thirty Eight The next day came faster than Aliyah had expected and already, she was getting herself ready for the ball. She had purchased a mask from etsy with her phone. It was made out of silver and it had this mysterious craft that lured her in the first place to buying it.

“It will do.” “It will do?” I raised a brow. I didn't like the sound of that He cleared his throat. “Yeah.” The shopkeeper beamed. “Oh, it will do more than just do.” We left with two masks, one silver for me, one black for him. We had gotten reasonable clothes and masks for the others as well. “You didn’t have to look so scandalized,” I teased, trying to shake the weird atmosphere. “I wasn’t,” he said too quickly.