روايات وقصص ضمن Hoodie Masky Creepypasta

"I don't love anything about him!" "Then why not continue?" he asks. "Why not insist? What are you running from? You're protected here, this I guarantee you. And if he recognizes you, then you can go. I'll help you and become responsible for getting you out safely. But until then, why not?" I chew my bottom lip contemplatively. This is madness. Ambrose is crazy. "It's a good opportunity. And you know what else?" He walks past me and starts rummaging through the drawers behind me. He pulls out a mask. It's golden. "We had a masquerade theme last year. It'll be implemented for the rest of the month."

I thought I was going die, I tried sitting up and surprisingly I could, I thought that by now all my bones must have been broken guess it was a temporary pain Gosh…! Yesterday was so painful that I saw life slipping away from me. The pain was so unbearable for me that I had to blackout. I wish whoever that unknown guy is, I just hope he does not come to my room today. The creaking sound of the door got my attention, my heart skipped immediately I saw who it was, It was him again, he walked into my room wearing a black hoodie just like yesterday, with his two hands tucked into his hoodie, he was also wearing a mask

It's the crowning ceremony of Erik as the new Pakhan, and the compound is bubbling with celebration, but she's trapped here as usual. She can't even go to the basement to visit her brother since it's unallowed. She was lightning her candles when the door barged open, and a figure clad in black came in, wearing a black cloak and mask. Her heart jumped to her throat, and she dropped the lighter, shifting back fearfully. "Wh... who're you?" She stuttered Without replying, the Masked Monster shut the door and started coming fast for her. "Arhhhhhh!!!!!" Maya screamed back to life, sitting up in bed as sweat journeyed down her face to her chest.

Mom rarely swore, but when she did, it was comedy gold. “Thanks, Mom,” I whispered, pulling away and sliding my white mask over my face. It was beautifully crafted: two silver wolves howling at the moon etched into the forehead, with thin black detailing that traced the cheekbones. The mask made me feel different—stronger, bolder. Like maybe I could fake bravery for one night. “I’m going to find Alpha and Luna Silvermane,” she said, squeezing my hand once before disappearing into the crowd. And just like that, the warmth of her touch vanished.

The footsteps began to circle around in the opposite direction so Clare paused, clamping a hand over her mouth to stifle the giggles that wanted to escape. As the footsteps drew closer, she tensed then leapt up, yelling “Boo!” The man who was not Hank let out a high-pitched squeal and stumbled back a step. At least she assumed from the build that this was a man, dressed in black jeans and a black sweatshirt, as if wanting to blend with the shadows of the night. His face, his entire head actually, was concealed by a ski-mask that only revealed his eyes and mouth.

The thought of it made her scoff, she must have looked pathetic all these years. Without saying anything, she collected the glass from Melisa and chugged down the whole content of the glass. After that she forced herself to stand up, blood still dripping from her body. “This is the end of you, my dear friend” “I hope…” the words hung in Martina’s throat as she felt a sharp pain in her chest. “Did I tell you?” Hardin couldn’t contain his excitement as he began to talk, “those were not only abortion pills, I don’t want you coming back to haunt us”

Sneaky glared at him, and he shut his mouth, “Miles, what is your celebrity name?” “Masketer!” Owen exclaimed like a clown. “Mask Man” Chang Mang commented, Miles touched his nose, and Sneaky protested “no way” Owen's face fell, “why?” With a straight face, Sneaky replied, "they sound scary” Owen “_” Chang Mang “_” Miles replied, "Mora's mask” Sneaky's hand froze on the cursor, Miles turned around, and entered his mother's room, he retrieved the mask and wore it.

One of the girls laughed, “You will see, everyone stays away from us.” They could still be recognized though. She saw Bonbon watching her. “We sometimes wear masks,” she said, looking at Ilyria. “Madame Skia likes it when we do that. She says it adds to our allure.” “Oh, I still have the Goddess mask from the party last month!” said Miasma, “Good idea, Bonbon. Kitten, I have the perfect mask for you.” Bonbon cast Ilyria a glance that said she meant to talk further with her. Then they set off for the dressing quarters to find masks for their excursion.

The Masquerade mask was Harriet's special mask, a white snake mask with one eye hole on the right side. "Actually, this is my mother's mask," said Harriet quietly. She then smiled and held up another mask box. Harriet showed it to Liam who was still furrowing his brows at her previous words and opened the box. Another white mask appeared in their vision. It was a white wolf mask with golden stripes around its eyes. Harriet smiled proudly showing the mask design. It was the one she ordered yesterday, which turned out to be perfect and ready at just the right time. "This is for me?" Liam asked.