Novel & Cerita Hoodie X Masky

What is the Candy doing there? 'The fashion house put together will be Candy Masquerade because I will be wearing a mask and would be mysterious. Doesn't that make sense?' I bit back my comment and nodded with a chuckle. 'It does. As for the Candy Queens, don't you think it will delete men fashion?' 'There will also be Candy Kings,' 'Why not try Secret something that works for both??'

“That reminds me, your master wasn’t able to get some sleep these days. Do you think he’s alright?” Huxley paused, like he knew something, and smiled. “Don’t worry my lady. The duke is fine.” He then smiled teasingly. “You've been very curious about his life. That’s good since you’re his wife.” “I-I’m not.” She stammered now wanting to change the topic. She then remembered what she wanted to ask. “By the way, why does everyone here wear masks?” This has been bothering her ever since she got here. Almost everyone here wears it, except her and Roxy..

I spent some few hours trying to fit in the dresses Candy brought to my house; to be honest; they were a little showy and a lot short; but since it is my birthday; I choose to pick out a gown; pink and sleeveless too… After mom brought me her credit card; she advised Candy and I not to over spend, even before I could say anything to my mom; Candy hold my hand, she thanked Mom on my behalf and rushed me out of the house… We stopped a cab outside. While she drove to the store; I could not help but feel a little bit anxious at the store; Candy and I walk inside, she already had the items needed for my birthday party; so that picking everything wasn't as hectic as I presumed... While we go get t

"Just… go get me my favorite breakfast. I'll be downstairs in a bit." She smiled wearily at me again. "Okay. Take your time." After she'd left, I limped into the kitchen mirror. Same brown eyes. Same long black hair. Same bloody curves. "Still the same old Selene," I said to myself, exhaling. "Oh goddess do something." I opened my closet and started stuffing my backpack with nothing but tomboy attire. Hoodies. Loose shirts. Loose jeans. If I was going to pull this off, I had to look like a boy. I could just get the rest from Liam anyways.

--- The sliding glass doors at the airport’s arrivals wing whispered open, letting in a brief gust of warm, stuffy air. The terminal was a hum of suitcase wheels, boarding calls, and scattered conversations. A few heads turned when Alexander Gracias stepped through. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a charcoal suit that looked like it had been made for him, he moved like a man who expected the world to make way—and usually, it did. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes, but the firm set of his jaw spoke for him. Up ahead, Josiah Duggar spotted him. Early-to-mid thirties, trim build, hair neatly combed, Josiah looked every inch the professional. He threaded through the crowd and raised a small si

"Please? I promise I’ll stay far away from you and won’t cause trouble." In the end, he couldn’t refuse me. However, he gave me one condition. "You have to wear a mask the entire time. Nobody can see your face." I agreed instantly. That was exactly what I wanted anyway. That night, I slipped into the evening gown I’d prepared in advance, paired it with glamorous makeup, and appeared at the gala entrance beside Jenson in my official role as Mrs. Bailey. The entire ride there, he maintained a cold expression as he repeatedly warned me, "Keep your mouth shut in there. Don’t embarrass me."

He engulfed her in a side hug. "Nothing." Stella shook her head as a bright grin adored her mouth. "Freak, don't give me that smile, Stella. I swear I will kiss you right here... Perhaps, take you across this wall too!" He winked only to earn a stern look along with a punch from her. "Okay, okay... I was joking. Come on let's go." He surrendered, Max pulled her in his arm before they continued exploring the market more. "How does this look?" they stopped across a shop of mask. The shop offered various masks from animals' to spooky clown masks and many more but what Stella likes was a white joker mask that has his lips widened into a mysterious grin.

Since then, I’ve learned to be strong for the sake of my loved ones. Moments later, we entered a luxury housing complex. I wondered what kind of party place Max was referring to. To be honest, I don’t really like parties, alcohol or DJs, and so on. But, out of respect for the effort Max and Lisa had put in, I went along and try to enjoy the party. “Ok, we’re here. Do you want to wear masks?” Max asked as he showed me and Lisa two black masks. “I’ll take one,” Lisa replied, who immediately grabbed the mask and put it on.

Like she was empty of tears. "The mask was a gift from my mom, someone I thought I lost long before I lost my dad, I survived with an injury on my face that the doctors said would scar me. Everyone hated me after that, for taking away their alpha, for being weak and ugly." Lennox's hand came around her and held her close as she exposed more of herself. "The mask was a way of hiding my face so I don't disgust people but more than that it was what helped me stay close to my parents even when the wound was gone, I couldn't be without the 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, Jake fixed the mask on his face. The mask resembled a ball's mask. It was black with delicate ornaments made of clay and painted with golden paint. The mask covered most of the upper half of Jake's face, including half of his cheeks, but his jaw and lips were out in plain sight. Ryder had spent a lot of time on the internet searching for masks to find the right model, so it wouldn't be inconvenient for breathing and speaking, but she couldn't deny that this model was also chosen for other selfish reasons. W