Heyoka Mask Novels & Stories

Looking at me, she said with a haunting smile, “I have the perfect mask for you.” She handed me a mask that made me feel like a young girl in its eloquent playfulness. The little silk cat mask had beautiful black crystals surrounding the eyes and the whiskers. All around the edges there was a raven-black delicate lace. As she placed it on my face, she slowly rubbed her finger down my cheek. I gave her a shy smile and she assured me that I would have an amazing night.

"Just… go get me my favorite breakfast. I'll be downstairs in a bit." She smiled wearily at me again. "Okay. Take your time." After she'd left, I limped into the kitchen mirror. Same brown eyes. Same long black hair. Same bloody curves. "Still the same old Selene," I said to myself, exhaling. "Oh goddess do something." I opened my closet and started stuffing my backpack with nothing but tomboy attire. Hoodies. Loose shirts. Loose jeans. If I was going to pull this off, I had to look like a boy. I could just get the rest from Liam anyways.

She fastens it around my neck and pats my shoulders. "See? Now you are ready. If you fidget any more, I will tape your hands to your sides." I try not to roll my eyes, but when I look in the mirror, I barely recognize myself. My hair, usually straight and plain, now falls in loose waves down my back, artfully arranged to frame the mask. The makeup Lorena applied makes my green eyes seem deeper and more mysterious. The emerald mask, adorned with tiny crystals and delicate filigree, transforms my ordinary features into something almost regal.

His eyes shifted onto the frowning lady. But seeing the look of sheer happiness on her son’s face made the mother draw a deep breath. Taking the white mask which symbolized peace and power—and by far the most used mask among the citizens—she gave the mask to her son as she rummage through her purse for a piece of bronze. “We’ll have this.” “Yes! Thank you, Mom! I will be a brave wolf so I can protect you forever!” His small limbs encased his mother’s waist with a hug as his hand held the mask with utmost care.

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

A majestic and ruthless cold aura exudes from him, giving one the urge to subconsciously bow to him. On the man’s face was a sleek and metallic cold, black mask that had intricate, sharp, fierce yet minimalistic designs that made it seem as if it wanted to come alive. The mask's eye cutouts are sharp, revealing the man's piercing, deep, and frigid blue eyes. The mask edges were sharp and precise, enhancing the man's intimidation, majesty, coldness, and ruthlessness.

In this quiet night, I can hear my own heart beat. Slowly, I took off MK's mask. MK's jaw was clearly defined, his lips were sexy and thick, and his lip shape was very heroic. Suddenly, MK's eyes opened and his broad palm pressed down on the half-unmasked mask. The deep eyes under the mask burst out cold and fierce light, such as a preying eagle, eager to devour the eyes into the abdomen. With an icy sweep of his eye, he knocked the phone from my hand to the floor. The mobile phone fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Similarly, he wore a mask that was similar to the other Night Empire warriors with the only difference being the silver and purple detailing that signified his position. The face mask was a three-dimensional Dragon face made of light weight, highly impact resistant metal, black in colour with its features detailed in purple and silver, where the only exposed part was the eyes; the area of the mouth had a mechanical contraption that moved with the jaw movement and also allowed intake of food and drinks without having to be taken off. The other peculiarity of the mask was that it was fastened at the neck and could only be taken off by the fingerprint of the owner or his superior from the Night

Megat replied. “I don’t have to answer any of your questions.” “Same here. Hah!” Megat broke off the interlocked; they were both pushed back a bit. “Grr! You had just interfered out of nowhere! Do you know who I am?!” Crone shouted. “As a matter of fact I do, but I don’t give a damn. You’re not gonna get away. Mode change, [Jolly].” Megat’s mask suddenly changed. From an empty mask with only eyes and stripes, the eyes’ shape changed into upward facing crescents and formed a smile on the mouth area, a smiley face.

I said making my parents sigh as they watch me do what I am doing. “Just be very careful, Anna. The thing you are planning is dangerous and with enemies that want you dead. Be careful who you trust.” my pa said making me nod; I know that that is why I will contact first the people I trusted… Mera. In the morning I prepared myself to go out, I slowly take off the mask I created from the dummy head and slowly put it over my head fixing it to fit perfectly. I look at the mirror and even start placing some make-up on. I sigh as I look at my new face. I have a face with an ivory skin tone that complements my skin in my hand so as not to see the obvious that it is just a mask, my face has a slight