Female Masquerade Masks Novels & Stories

Hidden behind Masks, they allowed themselves to get lost in the glamor of it all, having left their humdrum behind. Each sister adjusted their mask, ready to immerse themselves in the biggest night Gala of the year. Jayla's emerald green gown shimmered with each movement of hers; her mask adorned with delicate gold filigree that seemed to tell stories of her own.Jade's midnight blue dress floated like silk as she moved; her dark mask matching her calm, sophisticated demeanor.Jasmine's blush pink gown was as light as air, her mask adorned with tiny pearls, making her look every bit of the fairy-tale queen she had always dreamed of being.

It looks like the party started hours ago, it's mainly dancing going on now. No one here is masked, only two of us and upon careful analysis of the girls here, we are the sexiest. Masks are used by girls that are considered to be more of prostitutes, they wear masks so that no matter what they do, even if they take off their clothes and walk naked, no one would recognize them. Of course, there have been many cases in parties where masked ladies get drunk, strip naked and men get to have sex with them in public, before everyone. I hope that as I'm going this way, I'll attract most of the men, especially Aiden, who is the main reason I'm here but this place is so vast, you can hardly trace som

"Do you take this woman to be your wife, to stand by her through thick and thin?" "I do," the man said, his voice muffled by the mask. The guests whispered in awe. Howard Larson, the Larson family's big shot, was so in love with me that he would not let a bad cold stop our big day. He did not want to disappoint me. "Wait a second." The man's eyes darted around, and his forehead was dotted with sweat. I smiled and asked, "Howard, you're looking a bit pale. Too busy with the wedding to remember your medicine?"

The woman sat him in the chair that was there. The woman stood in front of him and smiled. The remnants of its natural redness can be seen. "Who are you? Who are you? Why do you wear masks and all your colleagues? Why?" he asks holding his fear. He wants to clarify something. "Well, it's for hiding our personality." He laughed. He doesn't satisfied with his answer. " Really?"

Her gaze was captivating, and I found myself ensnared by the depths of her eyes. The atmosphere was alive with laughter and music, and as the night progressed, the masks seemed to take on a life of their own. The shapes and designs ranged from whimsical to ornate, each a work of art in its own right. But Julia's mask, in its simplicity and elegance, was a masterpiece that left an indelible mark.

Their alcohol levels were high as well, and Clara was careful to sip at it slowly, although the addictive taste and aroma seduced her to have more. In addition to that, the instructions had stated that everyone was to wear a ball mask, which both the patrons, performers and servers adhered to. She had chosen a black masquerade mask made with flirty lace material to conceal a good part of her face, leaving only her lips and the lower part of her pointed nose bare. Her green eyes shone like those of a cat under the dark lights, attracting different heads which turned to her direction.

She passed by Demetria and paused for a bit. Tilting her head, she muttered something into a language that the two men never heard before. She was wearing a glittered black mask. The kind of mask that one only wears during a masquerade or a ball party. Ludwig feels a hardening sensation in his pants as he peered at the woman’s rounded breasts. Her nipples sticking out against her sexy dress. “Wanna dance boys?” The two men looked at each other. Before they could reply, the woman easily dropped her apparel without any sign of hesitation. The tube red dress plummeted at the solid ground...as well as the clothes of the two gorgeous men.

Edward sighed as he accepted the fact that he had to explain his identity when Andrea burst out in tears. "My head hurts so much and I feel so cold. Everyone hates me…" Andrea cried as she held her head. Edward used this time to wear his masquerade mask before walking towards her. "Stay calm and go take your bath. I called a doctor to take care of you." He said as he sat beside her. *What's the use of wearing the mask when she already saw your face?* He asked himself, but disregarded it to focus on persuading her to take her bath.

The women’s earrings, rings, and necklace and bracelet all together shone brightly as the reflection of the lights met with their gold jewelleries. Anyone who took a glimpse inside the room would Immediately know that this was a gathering of the most influential rich and powerful people. And of course, this being a mask party, each one of them wore a face mask covering some part of their faces and few wore masks that covered every corner of their faces, either female or male, Adding more mystery to the already mysterious people inside the room. Walking inside with her hand on Mr. Evidence, there was the scene that Rose was presented with and her eyes were as wide as saucers and her jaw dropp

This is a masquerade party! "Here's your mask, Aliyah. I almost forgot. You have to wear this the whole time if you don't to be recognized on the next day," Cristel said while giving me the mask. "Why is that?" "You know? It is a party that you can do anything you want. You can just ignore the fact that you are a fine lady, drink, dance, curse, and be wild, no one cares, no one will know it is you. Enjoy the party to the fullest because I know it will never happen again."