Hoodie X Masky Novels & Stories

“That does little to reassure me.” Brandon leaned closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially. “Everyone here wears masks. Staff included. Patrons remain anonymous, and identities are protected. Think of it as… academic masquerade.” Hart reached into a sleek black box resting beside him and produced a finely crafted mask. It was matte black with subtle silver detailing—elegant. “For you,” he said, offering it with a small smile. Noah hesitated before taking it. The material was smooth beneath his fingertips, cool and unfamiliar. It concealed the upper half of his face—just enough to render him unrecognizable.

"Lets get another pair of pants on you under the sweats. Here, try these." When she had done that, I pulled the hood up over her face and pulled the drawstring tight around her head. Only her mouth, nose, and parts of her eyes were visible. "Sunglasses. Here, put these on." I had a COVID mask. When she donned that, Josie's face was completely obscured. Ready. My phone dinged. I messaged the Uber driver. Three minutes.

"bhabi xavier gave this to wear and remember not under any circumstances you will take it off this was strict order by him .so please don,t remove not for a second." "mask?" "don,t worry its masquerade party everyone will be wearing a mask " he gave me a sliver mask it was so similar to my dress "  i wore the mask. justin also took out his mask and it was black . lucy and susan also wear the mask and it was red. we started moving inside the hall . None of the security stopped us for checking i guess they recognized justin . the door opened and their was large stairs which were going down everyone was downstairs enjoying the party .Their was loud music playing in the back ground . it was

Maybe I needed to find out more about her gifts beyond her dressmaking. Wyatt came up beside me, took it from my hands, and placed it. Then securing it behind my head with the help of Issac. Pinning his eyes on me as he met mine in the mirror. were A blur of emotion, sadness, pride, love, resentment, and acceptance, not one was stronger than the other. Then in a blink of an eye, he masked himself, his hand resting on my shoulder in support. I covered his hand with mine as the men were handed their masks and Zoey hers. Wyatt and Beau's masks were pewter in color, like my dress and their handkerchiefs. They were simple yet elegant, mimicking natural fur with copper and bronze hews painted to c

Andre shook a bottle of whiskey in front of her. "Sure." she pulled the door open further to let him in. "What are you doing in a hoodie?" Christy tried to inquire. She had known Andre for years and only now had she been him wear a hoodie to her house or any place at all. She would have sworn he didn't own one. "Just feeling a little cold so I thought maybe we could hang out," he smirked, scanning the house as though he searched for something. "But.." "sshh... But we said we wouldn't anymore?" She nodded, slowly receiving the toxin his finger slowly moving down her lips delivered.

“ could he be the mask guy “ Cassy asked her self silently she only knew the mask guy as Fredrick she wasn’t aware of his complete name “Alright thank you have a nice day “ Cassy said opening the car door Cassy got inside , dropped her bag inside her room then proceeded to the kitchen to get something she could eat . “ is he the one , why did he not wear a mask ? I just hope what I ran away from isn’t happening again “ Cassy said picking a mug of tea She decided to log into the internet to get her mind off the possibility of fred the CEO being the mask guy “ hi hope you nailed it “a message poop up from her W******p message A smile appear on her face when she saw the sender “ oh jack what wo

Daniel and I enter next, and I shut the door behind me; he stays on the other side while I stay on the same side as Kylie, even though there is some space separating us. The driver starts the car and we begin to move. “So where are your masks?” She asked the both of us. “In our pockets.” I tell her. “Can I see them?” She asked us. We both brought out our masks from our pockets; Daniel's was a plain black mask while mine was black but with a velvet material and some little intricate designs. “Black, I thought as much, how am I supposed to recognise you guys in the crowd, I'm pretty sure every guy in there's going to be wearing a black mask.” She tells us.

Hasen said as he took out a box and placed it on the table. Amanda grabbed some and examined them. They are modern masquerade ball masks, some of which were white, black, or silver in color. They were embellished with sparkling glitter, side feathers, jewels, and glossy silk. There are half, full, or had handles that cover the upper part of the face. "I will go now, I—" Jin said as he stood up, but he was pushed by back Hasen and Goro. "Hey man! No fair! Have some fun as well!" Hasen pats his back and side-hugged him, "Come with us to the nightclub!"

As happy for my friends as I am, I can’t help but envy what they have. Wyatt is 6’2” with soft, very light caramel skin, and piercing blue eyes that are hidden by full-black contacts. The contacts, paired with his prominent eyebrow bones covered in thick eyebrows, make his eyes look like two black holes. His cheekbones and jawline rival Derrick’s and look even more pronounced with his smouldering black eyeliner and bright ruby-red lipstick. He has shoulder-length blonde frizzed curly hair with dark roots – courtesy of his Zimbabwean mother – and is toned from top to bottom. Wyatt identifies as male but lives for androgyny. He loves dressing to reflect his mood and personality and not his gen

I muttered, leaning closer so he could hear me over the buzz of the crowd, “Reagan doesn’t even know the names of half these people.” He smirked, his gaze sweeping the room. “Everyone’s wearing a mask.” “It’s a masquerade party, I think.” I spotted a nearby table stacked with ornate masks, clearly intended for anyone who needed one. I grabbed two and turned to Blaze, holding one out to him. “Here. Let’s blend in.” I slipped my mask on—a delicate, silver piece adorned with tiny crystals—and gestured for Blaze to do the same. He took his time, studying his black and gold mask like it was some kind of alien artifact before finally putting it on.