Deku Masked Novels & Stories

"I've got a few more things I think you'll love. Come, take a look!" As Keagan approached the lively kiosk, he was determined to strike up a friendship with the shopkeeper. He longed for someone with a familiar face amidst the masked squadmates he had encountered since his arrival. It often felt like conversing with mannequins, devoid of genuine connection. Settling into a seat inside the shop, Keagan engaged in a spirited conversation with the shopkeeper, who couldn't resist teasing him about his recent triumph.

Everyone started doubting. "I know that you are all wondering why I am wearing a mask but I have reasons. And don't worry, it's me, Dean Luca Da Silva, your one and only alpha." Because of what he said, the citizens calmed down a little. I can't help but to notice his well sculpted arms. It looks strong and the muscle line is beautiful.

Chapter One Alpha Jayden was sitting on his throne putting on his red royal attire with touches of gold. His golden mask makes him look more charming on the throne. The elders were also sitting putting on their royal uniform as usual. Everywhere was silent as a grave yard, all the elders bowed down and some were shaking as usual. Who would not fear king Jayden? He was greatly feared and highly respected both in his pack and other pack. He is the alpha of Star pack. The most powerful alpha of his time and masked alpha to be precise. He was born with the golden masked 24 years ago and all effort to remove the mask before his father's death proved abortive. He has a lovely mother and a supporti

Handing me an earpiece and this ugly looking half white mask. “The mask is the one only allowed by Makros, for his clients who want to be anonymous.” Adrian quickly said upon seeing the look I gave it. I nodded and put it on. It covered my half my face. It was the perfect disguise for Adrian too as being a King it was easy to notice him without it. Then our presence would be compromised.

Dede thought staring at him confused about whether or not to go with him. "Stop scaring yourself by trying to understand what I am," said the masked man and Dede's jaw dropped. If she didn't believe he was not human before, she does now. Dede stood frozen in her spot as she stared at the masked man who had his glove-covered hand stretched towards her. Dede was still unsure of what to do when she felt a gush of wind blow around her head as her head went down and her feet went off the ground. She was in the man's arms as he walked away from the place carrying her like her weight was not equivalent to a piece of paper. After making a turn behind one of the tall buildings, a black sports-looking

party sounds interesting to her. She went back to the hotel before the dawn came. Eura fixed herself for the party. She even orders a mask for it. A black mask with red lace border. There are small red sequins all over it. On the left side were a huge red flower and red feathers beside it. “This is perfect!” she uttered while looking at the mask in her hands.

Each attendee is directed to select a mask from the counters, setting the stage for an evening of mystery and style. Emma, in harmony with her dress, opts for a captivating red mask adorned with a long black feather cascading down its left side. The mask, veiling almost her entire face, adds an intriguing aura, yet her distinctive emerald eyes remain an unmistakable identifier for those attempting to distinguish her amidst the masked crowd.

A slow footstep sounded between heaven and earth, and everyone turned their heads : "What kind of person!" The man was wearing a green cloak, with a hood on his head, the man slowly removed the hood, revealing his face under the hood, no, not his face, but a silver-white mask, with the word "Kei" engraved on the lower right corner of the mask. "What's going on! How come there's another Keidu!" At this moment, everyone in the Cloud Mist Courtyard showed shocked faces, and then they all looked towards Night Canghai, but even Night Canghai froze, because that person's height and body type were also exactly the same as Xiao Dusty Keidu's.

“He’s auctioning kids, Marcus! What the fuck is going on?” We had already put on the masks Marcus had procured from the trunk of his car – simple, elegant black half-masks that covered our eyes, common enough in these high-society, illicit gatherings to not draw attention. They were meant to conceal our identities, but right now, I felt like mine was screaming.

Duke said with some hesitation "Do you doubt my work? Duke Hyper-realistic face masks are made from a flexible silicone material and are designed to imitate real human features all the way down to a tiny freckle and fine wrinkles. No one will ever know the difference. Lelia will never know you have been putting on a realist mask. Now stop straining your brain and go to sleep. You will get the mask tomorrow morning," Stanley said and hung up .