Deku Masked Novels & Stories

“The masked Model also known as Ryder Caddel is surprisingly very successful as a model. He’s European, Alpha, and your all-around playboy. But one thing is, he keeps his private life very private so this information wasn’t gathered easily. Anyway, he was dubbed the masked model because well…he wears masks during his walks. Most of the pictures of his real face aren’t on the internet because he likes to keep it mysterious. Even during his interviews, he uses a mask so a lot of people haven’t seen him. But if you scroll a little bit, I got a few pictures of him.” My eyes scanned the images on the tab with a mix of disgust and rage. He’s a model so yes he is easy on the eyes. My fingers itched

exactly what they came for. **** The evening sun set behind the horizon, bathing the resort in a gentle glow as Cassia and her friends got ready for the masquerade ball Quinn had insisted they attend. The excitement was evident as they picked out their masks. Cassia’s mask was elegant, black with gold accents, shaped like delicate wings that framed her face. It perfectly matched her flowing dark dress, giving her a mysterious yet stunning look. Kiara’s mask was bold and vibrant, decorated in red with feathers, while Quinn went for something simple but sparkling, lined with silver beads.

However, when he thought of the fact that Ryder had made this, especially for him, his heart softened, and the dissatisfaction vanished immediately. While Ryder put on the coat and boots, Jake fixed the mask on his face. The mask resembled a ball's mask. It was black with delicate ornaments made of clay and painted with golden paint. The mask covered most of the upper half of Jake's face, including half of his cheeks, but his jaw and lips were out in plain sight. Ryder had spent a lot of time on the internet searching for masks to find the right model, so it wouldn't be inconvenient for breathing and speaking, but she couldn't deny that this model was also chosen for other selfish reasons. W

Wasn't it Aleksander Tamarin? Duke Theodore smiled at the young man. Lady Geneva beamed. "It's our pleasure to meet you too, Young Lord." Aleksander grinned and looked at Sydnee. The ball was not a masquerade party, but some young lords and ladies were wearing masks to hide their appearance. But Duke Theodore did not intend to hide Catarina and Sydnee's faces so they were not wearing any masks to hide their beauties. It was no wonder that nobody recognized Aleksander except for the ones he interacted for the past few months. Sydnee thought that it might be because the Marquis was ashamed of his illegitimate son, so he approved of Aleksander wearing a mask.

Chapter 133 ** Josie’s POV ** Luke and Axel hang a large black bedsheet over the wall in the living room whilst Freya puts black face paint across Deacon’s eyes to try and disguise them as much as possible. He removes his shirt and swaps it for a plain black T-shirt and then puts the mask on.

His touch was the only thing in this world that didn't feel like a lie. He leaned down, his lips brushing against the edge of my mask, right where the ivory met the sensitive skin of my jaw. "Let me take it off," he groaned, his voice thick with a raw, masculine need. "Let me see the fire in your eyes when I touch you like this."

She wanted to be alive. “Please don’t kill me.” “We won’t know if you are corporate.” Ike’s pov Seeing Ade at the inn shocked Ike. He came in with a very suspicious-looking man who was wearing a mask. “Ade, what are you doing here?” Ike asked “I...urmm,” Ade struggled to find his words “I asked a simple question,'' Ike said, “and who is he? Why is he wearing a mask?’ “I know about Joy’s disappearance. This man here helped me locate her down here. I wanted to help you find her and bring her home to you. He is wearing a mask because of a scar on his face that he doesn't like people seeing,'' Ade replied.

"Just briefly. And I need to find a mask to hide the bruise on my face." In the dressing room, she selected a more elaborate mask than before, one that would better conceal her bruise while still leaving her mouth and jawline exposed. The emerald and gold creation fastened securely, covering from her hairline to the middle of her cheekbones. It wouldn't hide everything, but combined with the dim lighting, it might be enough to avoid immediate questions.

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.

Rebecca scoffed, the universe must really suck. Clenching her fist together, she forced a smile on her face before making her way towards the table. If she was in front of an enemy, she might as well find out exactly what was happening. “Hey girlfriend” a huge grin appeared on Melisa’s face as Rebecca walked to the table, “I am glad you could make it”