Deku Masked Novels & Stories

I didn’t expect it to be this crowded. "One more thing." Alden reached into his jacket and produced a mask. Black, fine net. He held it out toward me. "It's a masked show. Nobody will know you are here." I took it from his hand and turned it over. “So tonight be whoever you want to be.” It sounded like the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. "Thank you." I said. He smiled slowly, his eyes darken as she leaned closer to my ear. "Don't thank me yet."

they greeted Lucjan respectfully. Without returning the greeting, Lucjan walked straight into the courtyard. Many people were gathered there, and all of them were wearing black robes and black masks. “Deputy Leader.” They also greeted Lucjan respectfully, but he simply walked toward a room and opened the door. Many people were gathered there. They, too, were all wearing masks. “He’s here,” came a voice. The one who spoke was a man in a black robe. However, his mask was quite unlike the others. He was wearing a red mask with the figure of a skeleton carved into it.

When I’m done braiding my hair, my arms are sore, but the long blonde wig slips on effortlessly. I give myself a small as I look in the mirror, this was my alter ego, and I called her Dekara, a name I made up as I played around with my middle name, Adelaide. After spraying myself with anti-scent spray, I finished my look by winding my powers up so tightly inside myself one would think I was merely human, sliding my silver masquerade-style mask on and securing my dagger to my thigh. My mask covered only the top half of my face with intricate swirls that led to the shape of a lotus on my forehead, enough to hide any telltale features. Satisfied, I portal myself outside the castle grounds.

"How is that possible? This place is crawling with your people," Debra said, taking a couple of steps forward. She caught a glimpse of a black car about 100 meters away. It was Marion, and she felt reassured. According to the tradition, Drake put a masquerade mask on Debra and wore a half mask on his face. Debra braced herself as they entered the gala. She had been to one such event before, so she wasn't as shocked this time.

The muscle man asks in a hostile tone. The man in a golden-grey robe just smiled and didn’t say anything. On his face, there’s a half-face mask that covers the upper half of his face. “I hate people wearing masks! Stop wearing it in front of me!” Gerel said in disdain. A youth takes off his mask and smiles at Gerel mysteriously. “Greed and selfishness? I think it’s a little bit overboard, I didn’t do this for fun you know.” Said Duke Tian Dong to a man in front of him.

Zane continues before ending the call. I ran to my bike, opened the compartment behind and put on the leather jacket I kept inside just in case. I took out my mask, which is enough to cover my mouth and one of my eyes, leaving a hole for me to look. I drew a mouth and other designs on it to make it look cool and it's safe to say that I'm proud of it. If you've ever watched Tokyo Ghoul, you might have an idea or two. It looks just like kaneki's, but mine is better.

His mustache was stained with white gray beards and his persona was calm and bold. Rudulph made a small conversation as the man talked about how the Pack had been on edge ever since the new Alpha's reign. Rudolph played smart, not exactly supporting him and not going against him. He spoke fairly of everything the man suggested to him. "Kind sir, I'm searching for a good mask. My A- boss and I would like to move around without our identity exposed." Rudolph said to the man. “I got a spirit mask, ceramic, plastic..you name it." He gestured to all his masks, which guessing he most likely worked on himself because of the proud smile on his face.

He alerted his team and assured me that everything was fine there. I walked towards the door but stopped immediately when something caught my eyes. Some black fabric was hanging behind the frame. Jacob's a minimalist when it comes to his home decorations. I turned and walked to the frame hanging on the wall. I carefully removed it. "Bloody hell." I murmured as I saw Mamba's mask. I gulped. Jacob saw it. He has the mask all along and he never mentioned or asked anything about it. I removed the mask on the hook and hid it in my jacket's secret pocket.

he advised, but none of his words were getting to my head. I couldn't tell if it was the alcohol that was getting to me or the heartbreak, but I went ahead to wrap my arms around his neck. Still eager to see his face. “That is enough, I think your dress will be ready now” “Don't you find me attractive? Why doesn't any man find me attractive?" Tears welled up in my eyes again, but I was stupid to have reached for his mask and pulled it off. Before me was the most handsome man that I had ever seen, scarred with a giant scar on his face. Yet he remained cold, his gaze dark like he would rip me apart this instant.

One second, I was being humiliated beyond belief, and now some masked giant wanted to claim me? This had to be some kind of joke.