Heyoka Mask Novels & Stories

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.

“Alpha Kael is going to have a heart attack.” I roll my eyes, if the Alpha had a heart attack after seeing me, the Elders would definitely have my head. “I don’t care what he thinks,” I say honestly, i preferred life better when he didn't even notice me. She only arches a brow and hands me the mask. It's delicate,white with silver embellishments, feathers arching off one side, and tiny gems scattered like stars across it. The moment I place it over my face, I feel like someone else. Someone braver.

The sake attendant who had helped me exclaimed when she saw me. I glanced at her with a smile on my face, and I saw that her eyes and mouth were wide open with admiration. That was the exact reaction I wanted. I walked to the mirror, and a huge smile broke on my face as I saw my reflection. I looked like a hybrid of a classy woman and a slut. The perfect combination. The plunging neckline was much more deeper than I thought it was. My entire chest area was open down to my navel. And that was where the ruching began.

Maya retorted, folding her hands under her breast. "Good, I think we can work with that, even if you're both being extremely brute with your words," Becca said, frowning. "First of all, you should cover your faces," Becca handed each of us a mask. It was made like the face of an animal. Maya's face was a leopard, Naya's face was a hyena, Becca's face was a rabbit and my face was a deer. "Why do I get to wear a deer? Why not a Lion?" I frowned, wearing the mask.

Chapter three- His Mask Third-person POV She looks at the performer dumbfounded by the singer who has a hat on and a mask on his face, he smiles in her way and she can see it from the way his eyes were shining in her way. Seconds later, she holds her chest as she feels her heart beating faster and her chest tightening. So she walks towards the performers and stands at the tip of the platform, she doesn’t stop there but walks forward.

I was about to leave when I heard Melissa and Vexana's voices. "Melissa, I seriously didn't expect that idiot to be doing this well now. But what about what happened back then—" "Shut up!" Melissa snapped. "What happened back then? We were kids. We just wanted to befriend her. Besides, she's fine now, isn't she? Look at her. Do you really think she can afford a Rolls-Royce? She's probably just putting on a show. For all we know, she's just a driver for her boss."

Gwanhoya turns to look at her. “You need a costume makeover young one! What you are wearing is not really appealing! Try this one!” She waves her hand and changes Mukura’s clothing. Giving her a mask like a green snake face, with a whole-body costume that goes with it. Gwanhoya looks delighted by how her descendant looks and she smiles.

Embarrassed, Yoshitaka instead doubled down, "Ms. Fox, Mr. Wade—don't worry. Tokyo is my turf, and no one gets to misbehave here!" But even as he finished speaking, someone yelled from the backstage entrance, "Kill them all! Leave none alive!" Even as Yoshitaka turned in shock, he found the dozenish armor-clad figures storming inside, their faces covered in masks, and each of them carrying katanas! The samurai masks were utterly horrific, each being sculpted into the faces of demons, their eyes glaring and glowering furiously while their fangs protruded from their jaws—the very sight of them intimidating.

Emberlyn: The box sat on the seat between us. Jaxon opened it without any ceremonious movement. I looked down at what was inside and forgot whatever I'd been about to say because I was staring at the most gorgeous piece of attire for hiding one's identity. The mask was black velvet, shaped close, with lace framing the eye cutouts in a pattern that was so intricate it took a few moments to recognize that it was floral. It was geometric at the edges and from there slowly dissolving into a design more organic toward the centre.

CHAPTER 115 Rose’s POV It was time. The world…my world was about to change. And I had only one chance to make it come true. Jonas opened the last layer of the case and revealed my mask. A soft gasp escaped me before I could help it. It was shaped like a cat’s face with smooth edges and slanted eyes. It was simple, elegant, and playful. For a moment, everything around me blurred. My fingers trembled as I lifted it from the velvet lining.