Hoodie X Masky Novels & Stories

“Of course.” As I prepare for our run at the park, I stand in front of my wardrobe, contemplating which outfit might be perfect for today's adventure. After a brief moment of consideration, my eyes land on a vibrant neon orange tank top. I'm immediately drawn to its form-fitting design that shows off the best bits of my slim form. The color exudes a sense of energy and confidence, making it the ideal choice for today’s ‘mask’ as I am absolutely terrified because this will be Day One of our masquerade. Next, I search for the ideal pair of running shorts. I opt for sleek black ones that provide the perfect combination of style and practicality. They're not too long, allowing freedom of movemen

“The colors are orange and black, which would indicate Halloween, but there are hearts on it with ‘I LUV U’ and ‘BE MINE’ on them, which are Valentine’s Day candies.” Zane frowned and nodded. “And that mask over there, it’s got playing cards on it, which would indicate it’s for a gambling or casino theme, but it’s also got a Red Cross on it, which makes no sense.” “I’ve donated to the Red Cross,” he said absently. “Not the Moon Cross?” I asked, which basically did the same thing as the Red Cross, but for werewolves. “Them too.” I looked at another mask and laughed. “Oh dear.”

“Can I have my money, please?” They laughed, “Imagine me owing you. How much is it? 5k? 10? Just name it.” he said, “You know what, don’t be a party pooper, join us. There`s a mask party we are going to later, you don’t want to miss it, especially after what you`ve been going through.” Later at night, we went to this mask party. The rules of the party were simple, you don’t come with your partner as you`ll get a partner there with the same mask as yours inside. I was given a green mask while the Cruel-man got a blue one.

Previously, I used to wear a mask that covered the face from the nose down. But this gift from Kacey was different. With a dark color, this traditional engraved mask covers the nose up. “Wow! This is very cool. Is this the mask I'm going to wear to the gig tonight?” I asked. "Yeah, you should wear it," Kacey replied, "what do you think?" "This is cool," I said, "I never thought I would wear a mask that covers the top of my face." "I'm glad you like it," Kacey said.

Opposite my car was a boutique, so I thought it would be nice if I stepped in there and got some things changed. There, I got a black hoodie with a cap and a nose mask. I already had my black glasses, so I put it on and then made my way to the mask office. My footsteps drew his attention, and he hurried towards me. “What can I do for you? We have lots of masks here—make your choice….” I turned to the position where all the masks were hung and checked thoroughly, but I didn't find the one I was searching for. Without wasting much time, I placed on his table the one I had drawn. “This is the mask I am searching for, but it isn't here….”

She danced and mingled with ease, while I found solace at the bar, sipping on a drink and watching the partygoers from afar. As the night progressed, I found myself feeling more at ease with the party's anonymity. The masks allowed me to forget about my past and embrace the mystery and intrigue of the night. But that all changed when I saw him - a tall, dark stranger, dressed in a black suit and mask. He stared at me, making me feel uncomfortable. I quickly averted my gaze, pretending to be interested in my drink, but he approached me nonetheless. "Hey there, beautiful. May I have this dance?" he asked, his voice smooth and low.

An aroma of lilies and disinfectants filled the air. Then I saw him. I thought it was one of the dead at first. There was a figure waiting at the end of the hall. His height was imposing, statuesque. His black hoodie was pulled down over his face. On his face was a white mask, blank except for two black eyeholes. He did not move. My breath caught. “Hello?” No response. I inched ahead. The motion sensor light came on above. The figure turned his head, almost imperceptibly, like a curious animal.

It was good they offered free masks here, otherwise Haven had no idea where she'd find one. Haven looked around the different coloured masks . Her eyes landed on a particular one silver mask. This one was more of an eye mask rather than face mask. The silver mask had small glistening stones , lined around it to give the mask more detail. A white feather was then placed at one side of the mask. Haven decided to pick that one, silver was always her favorite color. Haven placed the eye mask on her face, no one would know she was the one. Well except for her hair. Haven knew she would probably be the only one with silver hair at this party. Walking through the crowd, Haven could already feel the

Inside, the space resembled a luxurious boutique with plush velvet seating, elegant vanities, and an entire wall dedicated to masks of every description… from simple silk dominos to elaborate feathered creations worthy of a Venetian carnival. "Select whatever speaks to you," Madam V said, gesturing to the display. "For your first visit, I recommend something that feels comfortable while still providing adequate coverage, it will make you feel more comfortable… safe." Honey approached the wall, her fingers skimming over the various options. She was drawn to a deep emerald mask adorned with delicate copper filigree that matched her dress perfectly. The mask covered from her forehead to just ab

After that, the five of them unhappily moved to the rest area. Alvin, Jason, and Cassandra sat together as they sipped their wine. Meanwhile, Sebastian sat with Rosalie on the other end. Cassandra was scrolling through her phone when she suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "Oh, right Mr. Janssen. Your family business has to do with cosmetics right?" "Have you heard of this viral face mask? The Artic Snow Mask?" she asked. "I heard that it's incredibly effective and a lot of my friends have recommended it to me!"