Hoodie X Masky Novels & Stories

“Hold on, I need to log this moment for history.” “You in or not?” “Hell yes. Since it’s a rare Beth Goes Out night, we’re doing it right. There’s a new club downtown—Masquerade. You have to wear a mask to get in.” “A mask?” “Sexy. Mysterious. Eyes Wide Shut but less culty. I’ll bring options. Black dress. No questions.” She hung up. I stared at my reflection in the dark screen. Something about the spontaneity felt good—like I was reclaiming a part of myself I’d buried under meetings and perfectionism.

It was, before I went and ruined it, leading him on a wild goose chase across the roguelands. I pull the mask from the box. It looks like a piece of costume jewelry, like something I’d wear to a masquerade ball. Without my powers coursing through it, it looks and feels… cheap. Empty, and cold. ‘Carefully, Princess,’ Ryatt hisses into my mind. I put the mask on as fireworks crash overhead, turning the sky a vibrant, electric blue. Poppy was right about the celebration being a perfect distraction from what’s about to take place.

Trent promised he'd take care of our transportation, to and fro. Tonight, I'm in a red, off shoulder, lace ball gown, which has an open back and from the way this dress makes my waist look tiny, I can tell men will be falling at my feet tonight. I also got myself a gold side butterfly Venetian mask that has red glitters and jewels. Roxy is in a black halter tulle ball gown, with an open back too, and her mask is a black Monsoon peacock Venetian Swarovski crystal one. Wren and Maeve both are in off shoulder ball gowns, with Wren's being as green as her beautiful eyes, and an emerald green and gold Venetian feather mask and Maeve's, a mixture of peach-gold and silver with a gold Venetian mask

However, when he thought of the fact that Ryder had made this, especially for him, his heart softened and the dissatisfaction vanished immediately. While Ryder put on the coat and boots, Midnight fixed the mask on his face. Since it wasn't the first mask Ryder had made, it was the best one so far she had managed to create. Even though having a few flaws was inevitable, it still was pretty decent. The mask was a half one that covered only the upper half of Midnight's eyes. It resembled a ball's mask. It was black with delicate ornaments made of clay and painted with golden paint. The mask covered most of Midnight's face, including half of his cheeks, but his jaw and lips were out in plain sig

She says looking at the masks and picking a few up. She’s so sweet, I wonder where she gets her charm from? “Ooo what about these?” she picks up couples masks and I can’t help but giggle at the thought ‘couple’ is that what Troy and I are? “They are pretty cute and will match my dress perfectly.” The ‘women’s’ one is a black lace mask with purple glitter etched around the eyes and what kind of looks like crescent moons, and the ‘males’ one is a simple design, black with the same purple glitter around the eyes and crescent moons. Perfect.

exactly what they came for. **** The evening sun set behind the horizon, bathing the resort in a gentle glow as Cassia and her friends got ready for the masquerade ball Quinn had insisted they attend. The excitement was evident as they picked out their masks. Cassia’s mask was elegant, black with gold accents, shaped like delicate wings that framed her face. It perfectly matched her flowing dark dress, giving her a mysterious yet stunning look. Kiara’s mask was bold and vibrant, decorated in red with feathers, while Quinn went for something simple but sparkling, lined with silver beads.

Mia rolled her eyes. “But I’m 100 percent sure, that it’s him!” Bella added and we went to the counter. There salesmangave us some masks to choose from. Mia and Bella chose masks that would match with dresses. “Oh, this is your mask!” she said and gave me a blue mask with diamonds and laces, covering it. “Wow! It’s very beautiful, Ky!” Bella exclaimed. “Yes! Lucky bitch!” Mia laughed. “I can’t take it!” I stated. “What?!” Mia, Bella and that worker screamed in unison.

He found his seat reserved next to Damien, who looked like quite the chirpy bird around the other guests. Damien waved over to Alex and he nodded. “Did you see my little gift for you today?”, Damien asked in a low voice. “Yeah, what the hell is that? I’m not some batman!”, Alex exclaimed in a low voice. Damien began to laugh and cooled down for a bit. “That mask is for in case shit goes down, your secret won’t be revealed, instead, people will just see you as their modern-day hero. Where’s the mask by the way?”, Damien asked before he could take a sip of his champagne.

I said before hanging up the phone. “So, your engagement party turned into a masquerade ball?” Jaxon chuckled. “Shut it.” I said and picked up the mask I had resting on my desk. I have used the same mask since I started the company, and I decided to hide my identity. I also wore it when I worked with the Renegades. Without the mask, I was considered a nobody who went by Zy. With the mask, everyone knew me as Alpha Zydan Hynes. Staring at the mask, I guess I couldn’t complain about wearing it. I didn’t want to go to the party, but at least my identity won’t be exposed. If I am lucky, I can also find a way to break off the engagement.

Each attendee is directed to select a mask from the counters, setting the stage for an evening of mystery and style. Emma, in harmony with her dress, opts for a captivating red mask adorned with a long black feather cascading down its left side. The mask, veiling almost her entire face, adds an intriguing aura, yet her distinctive emerald eyes remain an unmistakable identifier for those attempting to distinguish her amidst the masked crowd.