روايات وقصص ضمن Hollywood Undead Charlie Scene Mask

My cap flew off, and my mask hung from one ear. Charlie's furious voice cut through the air. "You got a death wish? You think you can touch someone under my protection?" I ignored the blood pooling at the corner of my mouth and fumbled with my mask, trying to hook it back over my ear. Across from me, Charlie was beside Kelly, examining the cut on her forehead. His face had gone soft, all concern. "So what if I did?" I retorted. I shoved myself upright, smearing the blood on my hands across my clothes without a second thought. My eyes locked onto his.

Going on alert, I move slowly until my phone goes off again. Booth in the back corner. Lifting my gaze, I look in the direction that I’m instructed to go, and when I find a figure dressed in a black hoodie with the hood up watching me, I quicken my pace. Not speaking, I slide into the seat in front of the one waiting for me, and when his head lifts and his eyes meet mine, I find myself staring at a ghost. “Charlie,” I hiss as he pulls back his hood to reveal his scarred face. “Why are…”

I whisper at her. Following Charlie’s instructions, we head to a medieval setting in a room where a woman wears a gown and corset, and men in robes are fucking on the walls, on the floor, and on the four-poster bed. The air is filled with moans and slapping sounds. Charlie, in a red mask, finally appears behind me, patting my shoulder. “Hey. What are you two doing? Don’t watch. They’ll think you want to join,” he warns. “Come on.”

Charlie added giving him another blow from the opposite direction on his face and another in the gut. “Are you alright?” Charlie asked taking off his eye patch. “I am, now! Thanks to you!” I said crossing over Angos who was unconscious on the bathroom floor. “I just came back to the hallway to get the spare amp cord for my guitar when I heard your scream but God knows what would have happened to you if I hadn’t.” Charlie said giving Angos a brutal kick in the back. “Everyone have been looking for you. By the way, this witch costume looks great on you. Ryan has arrived, his entire band too. You’re the last piece for the festivities to begin.” Charlie said walking me out of the bathroom.

"Maybe not. The decision is up to you. I just did it for your information but I hope we're inside the hideout. Outside let's go back to the past and our hidden Identity, is it clear?" "Yes!" the women answered at once. Everyone had fun. "Guys, do you agree that we should remove our masks at the same time?" Astra asked happily. Dindo is just waiting to see what happens next. He wanted to approach and hug Amore but he felt embarrassed. He was contented to just watch his friend first. He was also happy because she was safe. It’s his fault why she almost perished at Regor’s hands. "Are you all ready? One, two, three-," Astra said then they removed the masks at the same time.

" When I asked, he smirked. He looked like someone who could kill her in the next second. TWO YEARS LATER I smiled as I slowly stepped out of the car; there were a slew of directors waiting for her, including the CEOs of small businesses who all wanted to collaborate with me. The powerful Miss Eleanor, the image I made for myself solely to exact revenge on him. Only a few people have seen my face, but all have felt my wealth. Only a few people will see my face before I exact my revenge. I was wearing a mask on my face and an umbrella over my head. At the time, I was the wealthiest person in town, and only a few people had seen my face.

Maybe because of the fact that they look and behave like jokers rather than killers. Charlie was the first to thank her. "Thanks Eleanor." He said. "Welcome Charlie." She grinned at him. "See you in uni." Caleb said and waved her bye before wearing his mask and going out of the window the same way Charlie went. "I already like you, partner." Finn mused before waving at her and Eleanor saw him going out of the window. How are they even going down? Are they using ladders or something? She was still thinking when her breath hitch when he heard his deep voice as his hot breath fanned her ears making her cheeks go red.

A mask should be worn. Blood Moon grabbed a black fox mask that covers her eyes and nose, and only her red lips are visible. She walked outside the room and met her idiotic partner in crime. "Hello, Shadow," she greeted with a bit of hesitance. "Looking great, Keisha," he greeted with a playful flirt and she closed her eyes in frustration. "Do not-- Do not call me by my name," she irritatedly commanded. "I didn't know you were coming with me," she murmured with gritted teeth. Guessing from the way he dressed, she concluded that he'll be accompanying her.

The shed was silent save for the occasional sound of rustling leaves and the distant groans of the undead. Akin lay on the cold floor, his body twitching intermittently, his breaths shallow and ragged. The metallic scent of blood hung heavily in the air, and nearby, Charles' lifeless body sprawled awkwardly, the blood around him having dried into dark, crusted patches. Hours had passed since Akin had collapsed, his body writhing in agony after the confrontation with Charles.