Novel & Cerita High Rise Invasion Masks Characters

Chapter 97: The one I met at the Operation Garett’s Point Of View My mind would not take it initially. My grip on my gun tightened, and my eyes were on the man struggling with my men. He wore no mask, no disguise. Just him—Thorne. I felt as if the ground below me had disappeared. My whole body went rigid, my chest barely rising for air. I had a mask over myself, my identity hidden, but my hands shook. What the hell is he doing here?

She was glad again that she defied Kyle. “This is going to be a fun night!” Alessa said. The ladies put their masks on as they walked up the many tall steps toward the entrance. “He really did hire guards, didn’t he?”Alessa exclaimed because as they got closer, she saw two heavy-set men, the only ones not wearing gowns and tuxedos asking people to remove their masks. “All this to keep me out!” Alessa stomped her feet. “He doesn’t want you here, does he? I wonder why?” Madison thought out loud. Alessa wondered the same thing. Then she noticed something odd.

Instead, the earth beneath the camp began to pulse. Once. Twice. Then dozens of pale, skeletal hands burst through the soil around them. Warriors shouted. Horses reared. The ground itself seemed to come alive. One by one, cloaked figures climbed from beneath the earth. Their bodies were covered in ash-colored robes. Their faces hidden behind smooth white masks carved with crescent moons. None of them carried weapons. Yet every instinct in Elara screamed that they were more dangerous than an army. The tallest of the masked figures stepped forward.

Jake’s whole chest tightened watching her walk outside with Janet. Then—three figures emerged from the shadows. Tall. Masked. Costumes like hideous zombies. One of them shoved something over Jerica’s face and she struggled, twisting and kicking—but another jabbed her with something and she slumped. “No, no, no,” Jake muttered, gripping the mouse tighter.

I asked her curiously, isn't she supposed to be on a break right now? "The boss called me and said I have to come with you guys to the office," Dr. Zithea said with a bored tone as if she didn't wanna come to see the boss. She scanned her fingerprint then we all went inside the elevator. I pushed the button for 10 secs, and the secret floor button appeared, and I pushed it. "Hmph, never knew you got closer with uncle already, Thea," Midnight stated coldly while his eyes were full of boredom.

Slow and rising, like a war drum. They weren’t normal. None of them. They were wearing masks. Laughing, joking, walking like humans. But it was all performance. Abigail’s fangs. Kael’s unnatural fury. The flickering eyes. The speed. Ashmoor wasn’t strange. It was infested. A masquerade of monsters. I gripped my cart tighter, my knuckles white, jaw locked. I kept moving. Eyes low. Calm. If I looked afraid, I might become prey.

If he didn't know her identity, it was going to make it easier for her to shove the whole encounter into a far side of her mind and focus on other important things. Along with June's clothes, her mask was laying on the floor next to the bed and she was surprised to see the stranger sleeping peacefully even after her alarm had rang so loudly she had thought the fire alarm in the hotel had gone off or something. June sighed as she stood and took a quick look at the sleeping human and thought not for the first time since she met the man, how handsome and perfect he looked.

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.”

I stumbled on something or………. So I thought but no it was someone.closing my eyes ,expecting to fall,but I didn’t instead I felt a strong arms pulling me close .curious to know ,who didn’t freak out due to my ugliness, I opened my eyes and saw him. THE MASK GUY that doesn’t associate himself with anyone.he likes been alone just like me but the difference is that he hates people associating with him he usually shun them to stay away from him but me ,no one wants to come close to where I am .

Suddenly, all of them—every single one—reached up and removed their masks. Beneath every mask was the same mirror-face. A room full of reflections, all of them staring at the one couple in the world whose love was still real enough to bleed. If the entire gala is composed of "Perfect Resonances," who are the original Architects? And if Dante and Ivy are the only ones with real faces, are they the last of their kind, or the first of a new, terrifying evolution? (Watch out for Chapter 59) 💬 Add to library | Vote | Comment | Please Send Gifts