Novel & Cerita Full Mask Mark Invincible

He sighed and brushed his hand in his hair the other hand resting in his pocket and he stopped smiling and said in a deep voice, “Seeing you now is risking my life, you know my first name and for the first time I am not afraid to take such a step.” He turned to me and this time he looked straight in my eyes and he continues, “I will try and come back here to see you. But if I can’t and you can recognize me without my mask when we meet once again, then I won’t hesitate to be yours forever. This I promise.”

he heard her clearly but his brain could only accept a piece of possible information deemed by him. “He was your father?” he gulped before the words choked him harder than they already did. “Doesn’t matter now, he killed my Mama, so he must pay,” she said coldly, rising from the floor. Andre followed soon. “Good, then let us make him pay,” he said, firmly as his thoughts to expose the masquerade hiding in the mask of the honourable detective. ****

My face scrunches up. “Just about perfect,” Ava said. “Now for your mask.” She steps forward and my eyes go to her hands. There I find a red Venetian mask. Rhinestone and bead embellishments shimmer and catch my eye. The fabric applique and sequin flowers make it hard not to like it. “It’s beautiful,” I murmur. “It is,” Ava said.

Jack explained. “That’s serious! Is there no other way to make you invincible to them?” Orion inquired. “There is… the scent masker, but unfortunately it is in Aksher and Tristan’s possession. I sent my man to Aksher to find and bring it to me but the house was sealed with black magic. We need your men, Orion, else we will lose everything we have worked hard to build over the years.” He pleaded. “Fine, we will return to the borders right away… How is Tanya?” Orion asked.

I pulled a sleek, midnight-black carbon fiber mask over the upper half of my face, concealing my identity entirely. Tonight, Malakai Thorne would realize that a new apex predator had entered his territory, and she wasn't asking for reasons anymore.

Good morning, Ana - Marcos as always emanated good humor. "Good morning, Mr. Marcos. Ana couldn't deny that seeing Marcos was like a drop in the ocean for her eyes since he was very handsome. " Do me a favor, don't call me Mr. Mark, it makes me feel old," he laughed. " Force of habit. Marcos had what every woman would like to find in a man. Beauty, charisma, he was successful, but since not everything is perfect Marcos had a defect, and this defect was his love for women. In other words, a true womanizer.

"But even the strongest fortress has its vulnerabilities." Then, he did the unthinkable. He reached out. I felt his calloused fingers trace the delicate carvings of my mask—the bridge of the wolf’s nose, the curve of the jaw. My breath hitched, a tiny, traitorous sound escaping my lips. I should have struck him down. I should have used my father’s deadly gaze to end his heartbeat right there. But I stayed still. I let him touch the ivory that separated us. "You hide behind this mask," he said, his voice dropping to a seductive register, "but I believe there is a woman of immense beauty and passion beneath it. A woman who is worthy of being loved... worthy of being known."

Phil grinned slightly and nodded. "Did you heal her face scars?" He asked bluntly and Faelon nodded. "I'd fix her vision as well if the humans wouldn't treat her as a medical experiment," he answered. Phil tucked his wings away before buttoning up his shirt. "Have you seen how she looked without scars?" Phil asked curiously. Faelon shook his head not caring. He didn't judge a person by what their outer appearance showed. Phil continued, "she was gorgeous and so deeply in love with Vincent. I can't imagine anyone breaking through that. Especially since she carries his mark." Faelon exhaled deeply and told Phil he didn't care about her mark and would stand by his oath.

Not only did Valencia fake a black wound scar that stretched from the bridge of her nose down to her chin, but she also covered her left face and forehead with a fake green birthmark that made one repulse as soon as one stared at her, which was Valencia's motive in the beginning. As long as they were so disgusted to stare at Valencia's face, they wouldn't be able to study her face, not to mention discover that Valencia was familiar. "Yes. Mom won't find a handsome boyfriend like that." Iverson muttered while playing with a lollipop. His eyes were intensely fixed on the lollipop as if he couldn't wait to lick it. Unfortunately, he couldn't because Valencia had prevented them from taking off t

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