Green Goblin Mask Calling To Him Novels & Stories

The heavy chassis absorbed the assault, sparks flying off the metal. The world went silent. The rear window slid down. Even in this chaos, the man inside was terrifyingly calm. I couldn’t see his whole face, just a delicate silver mask covering one half, and a pair of ice-blue eyes as deep as an abyss. “Can you move?” his voice was a low, magnetic rumble, full of a dangerous charm that demanded obedience. I gritted my teeth and nodded. A hand in a black leather glove emerged, offering a small silver canister.

“Wear something green, Antonia. I forgot to tell you but I'll explain later.” I bite my lower lip a little and am about to roll my eyes and respond to the text when I notice I'm not alone. Someone’s circle is hovering very close to mine, and it’s a black so dark it’s like a pit has opened beneath him. My eyes trail up slowly from dark shoes, to a dark tux, and then a face covered by a dark mask with silver inlaid patterns. The curve of his lips come up in a smile and his voice is a dark thing when he asks, “Are you lost?”

I widened my eyes through the darkness, trying to catch even the faintest sign of light, but there was none. Yet through the darkness, I could make out the figure towering toward me. No matter what happens, I couldn’t die... At least not today. Buzz, Buzz, Buzz. My eyes snapped open when my phone started ringing. The light from my screen flicked on, shimmering straight onto the figure that was already in front of me. Tall, lean, with broad shoulders. A mask was over his face, but his eyes were somehow unique… jade, with a faint glow of brown.

Hold that thought". He then picked up the call just as it was about to give it's last ring. Maestro then raised up his mask just above his lips and called out to the phone's mouthpiece. "Hello baby"

When he carefully settled me on the ground, I flashed him a grateful smile. “Thank you.” He nodded stiffly. “Just doing my job, ma’am,” “Even though.” I added, my hand lingering on his arm. He was still staring down at me through his mask and I noticed that he had beautiful green eyes, one which matched the hair which fell over his forehead.

A snarl ripped his chest as he shattered the glass with his elbow. I let out a shrill cry and hurriedly backed away as he smashed the glass and entered my room. Since he was wearing a loose black hoodie and matching slacks with boots, complete with a face mask, it was impossible for me to recognize who he was. The only thing visible were his eyes behind the black mask that briefly flickered gold. “I am going to kill you, bitch!” his voice came out warbled, like he was using some sound filter. He trudged forward, taking one cautious step at a time as he studied my movement. “You’ve ruined everything.”

The man in the ghost mask was stunned for a moment. “What do you mean? Do you know who I am?” he asked in a spooky voice. His voice sounded as if it came from beneath manholes. It was very uncomfortable to listen to. Alex Rockefeller sighed softly. “I hoped it wasn’t you!” Maya Howards seemed a little surprised. “Do you know him?” she asked Alex. The ghost-mask man sneered. “Stop pretending. How could you know who I am? Cut the crap, young man. Will you get lost or not? If you don’t leave, you can stay here forever. This time next year, it’ll be your death anniversary,” he said.

She quickly reached up to check her own mask, relieved to find it still in place. One of the men stepped forward. He was tall and imposing, with a cold expression on his face. "We won’t remove your mask if you don’t want it removed," the man said. His voice was low and gravelly. "Hello my name is Van Costco" She recognized his name from whispers she’d heard before in the underworld, Big Tom had made it his duty to keep her up to date on the big bosses in the underworld—Van Costco, one of the most feared men in the Mob League.

He strode in our direction, radiating dominance and allure. Uneasiness crept inside me because his eyes were on me. “Is he coming to talk to me?” Lucy whispered with excitement. I was hoping that would be the case but it didn't appear that way. He stood a few steps away from me, eyes locked with mine and a smirk on his face that screamed danger. What was he going to do? I could see the people's gaze on me from the corner of my eye. He waved his hand in the air as if calling someone. One of his men came and stood beside him, holding the same tray in which they were serving the masks. Alexander picked the last mask which was beautiful. It had lace outlines with miniature size stones on its edg

"I will be back soon. Aurelio's name is on everyone's lips. Why?" "Don't worry love, I know what I'm doing," He was still on the call when Radar walked in. "Venom, she's on the line", Radar called, getting his attention. "Love, I will speak to you later," he ended the call. His lips curved into a smirk when he saw the person. He collected the earbuds from Radar and wore them on his ear. "My weapon," he said in his cold voice. "Hello," a person's voice said. The voice: soft, gentle and tender.