Julie Masks Novels & Stories

The figure reached up, gloved hand gripping the edge of his white mask. Slowly, theatrically, he pulled it away. I stopped breathing, my heart stuttered, then slammed against my ribs. It wasn’t a Russian stranger. Hazel eyes. Golden hair perfectly swept back. A handsome, boyish face that had smiled at me just a few days ago. Julian. A gasp rippled through the room. "Julian?" I whispered. The word escaped as a broken sound. "What… what are you doing?" Julian didn’t look at me with those soft, puppy-dog eyes I remembered. He looked at me with cold, amused possession. He handed the mask to one of the Russian guards, who accepted it respectfully.

He held a mask out to her, a silver one. Just like his eyes. "Masquerade ball. I insisted," he said gently, sliding a black mask over his own face. He looked deliciously handsome in it. "Into masks are you Alpha?" Juliette chuckled, fixing the strap of the mask. She was slightly apprehensive about going outside the car and its tinted windows. "This way, your identity is covered," he explained. Juliette scrunched her nose up. "I'm pretty sure one of my classmates would have spoken to the news by now," Juliette sighed.

"Gosh, I'm so nervous, Mama." Julia walked over to her only daughter. She took her daughter's hands and put on white gloves while her face didn't stop smiling. "Mom's sweetie is getting married early," said Julia. Canadia chuckled. "Right, Mom keeps asking when Marvin will marry Nadia," said Canadia. Julia smiled. Her eyes began to shake when she finished putting the glove on her daughter's hand. "Mama still doesn't think that Nadia will leave the house and move to Marvin's house. Who's going to wear a mask for Mama. Mama will also be lonely, with no friends fighting."

They called me I don't know if ill run, but I'm strong I can manage to beat them, but the problem is that they are 3 and I'm all alone. I'm ready to run when one of the gangsters throw an empty can of beer exactly to my head " I'm sorry I'm not looking for trouble" I apologized, I'm ready to walk when one of them pulled my collar and throw me on the ground "I told you I'm not here to mess with you guys!" I said calmly, I'm controlling myself now, I don't want to fight them back I was about to stand up when the man wearing a mask, I guess the leader of this shit suddenly punched me on my face, he messed with my face

"I'm so jealous! You look amazing! Tyler is so going to drool all over you." "Thanks." I said, but it came out really quiet. It was almost too quiet to even be heard by Emily. I let out a sigh and walked in front of my long mirror that could reflect my whole body. I did actually look nice the front pieces of my hair were pulled and clipped at he back of me head and I had on a spaghetti strap black dress and a black masquerade mask. I love wearing these masks because sometimes you can't tell who the person is because they're covering there face. Especially if your a brunette. There are a lot of brunettes in my school.

I stumbled on something or………. So I thought but no it was someone.closing my eyes ,expecting to fall,but I didn’t instead I felt a strong arms pulling me close .curious to know ,who didn’t freak out due to my ugliness, I opened my eyes and saw him. THE MASK GUY that doesn’t associate himself with anyone.he likes been alone just like me but the difference is that he hates people associating with him he usually shun them to stay away from him but me ,no one wants to come close to where I am .

Leaving me hanging there without even giving me a chance to understand what he had meant by it Draven went away. Thanks to his mask we hadn’t garnered any attention except for the people who obviously knew who he was. For example Julia who was glaring at me from the other side of the room. She looked like she was ready to kill me, her eyes narrowed at me through her mask. Even from this distance I could feel her hatred travel with a hint of jealousy. It was the first time I had seen that look on her after having felt that same emotion every time I had seen her with Draven.

She attended masquerade ball with Louis every year because Carl and Kate didn’t want to go and Matthew didn’t know how to interact with people. Well! Julia was never allowed into the ball because her unique golden eyes would give her away. So it fell upon her and Louis to participate in the ball and to make new connections or to defeat their enemies under the disguise of masks. She had fun playing the part of a siren and lured many men into their territory where Louis took care of them politely. Those days were really hard to forget. They still remain in her heart. Her most precious days. “Why wouldn’t I? We were named as the best couple of the masquerade ball. It’s my responsibility to keep

Her voice rose, cracking under the strain as she failed to keep her usual gentle composure. "You didn't? You'd better not have," James said, giving her a scrutinizing look. "Next time, accept bribes where there are no security cameras. Honestly, you're so stupid that it's downright painful. "Also, make up your mind. You can't be a saint and a manipulative shrew at the same time. Don't lose sight of who you're pretending to be. Saints don't go around snuggling into other people's boyfriends!" Kate quickly stepped away from Brandon, but he raised his arm and wrapped it around her shoulders. "James, you're just a resident doctor. You have no right to criticize Kate."

The ballroom was filled with music, but inside my head, everything went completely quiet. Julian Moretti stood right in front of us, wearing a soft black mask that did not hide the dark cruelty in his eyes. The light from the gold chandeliers caught the small scar across his jawline. His smile was cold and relaxed, like a cat playing with a mouse before killing it.