Lesbian Mask Novels & Stories

I twisted my hair into a loose updo, dabbed red lipstick on my lips, and waited by the window, watching snowflakes dust the street. His SUV pulled up right on time, engine purring like a predator. Vic leaned over to open the door, eyes raking me from head to toe. “Damn, Selena. You'll have them popping cocks early.” He said, handing me a mask, it was a black lace, Venetian style, covering half my face. “The theme is masquerade. Keep it anonymous.” I tied it on, the anonymity sending an illicit thrill up my spine.

However, when Eleonor, Asher, and Lisette enter the place, they realize that the use of masks is optional and that the possibilities are endless. Eleonor has been given a cat mask made of leather straps, the same color as her dress. The mask highlights her green eyes that glow dangerously with curiosity and eagerness for revenge. Inside, the room is mostly lit by blue lights, and a few beams of neon light wander through the club. There are other women wearing masks just like hers, in different colors, but there are also rabbit masks. There are masks that cover almost the entire face, like Asher's one, and sexy black laces covering only the eyes, like Lisette's. And, contrary to what she imag

It was an all-night mask party, the perfect event for a girl drunk in love… lust… whatever! I parked in the driveway and changed quickly into a befitting outfit, one that would conceal my identity, and pulled a barocco mask over my face. I had the designer create a mouth hole in it. It was perfect! My lips pulled out seductively through the mouth hole on the mask, and I spread a luminous, intense red lipstick on them, accentuating their plumpness. The perfect fit for capturing Zeeb’s lips. Now I was no rookie to this shit. I have done a lot of these deals for Alpha Eugene on his women. I was certain that this would be a piece of cake. After tonight, Zeeb would never leave my side.

The other one covers her mouth and asks in a low tone, “Could it be that she is rather pregnant? Wow, that will be great news for the year. The ever-known virgin spinster is pregnant.” They arrive at the hospital and she is given a bed. And she is treated but her eyes aren’t open and they wait by the door when they see one of the band members come their way. He whispers into her elder brother’s ear, he looks at his younger brother and asks him to go and see the doctor to know if there were medicines that they needed to purchase. He agrees but looks at the two suspiciously, as soon as he turns the corner, the masked singer appears and the elder brother stops him when he is about to enter the

We booked our trip to Japan for a week and I took the time dragging Leslie around Japan, carefully avoiding prefectures close to Osaka so that the clan members wouldn’t be aware I was in Japan. If they hadn’t investigated about my current lifestyle or distracted with old news about my parents’ divorce, they would take a keen interest if they saw me with Leslie especially… him. Leslie will meet them with time. “Babe look.” Leslie said, and I cocked my head. Leslie wore a kitsune mask, and I burst into laughter. I took pictures until he got me a Hyottoko mask to match, and we took pictures. “Would you be interested in making your own mask?” The shop keeper asked, and a translation bot translat

Amaris, Narcisa, Azael, and Naamah were unconscious from the banshee’s assault. I stomped my foot, the earth consumed them, temporary graves for Lucifer’s gang. The pull felt so strong with this woman, using my power I brought her to me anxious to meet this woman. With her within a meter from me I could really see her now, yes her hair was silver like the angel dust on my wings. She wore a shozoku mask, which explains why I couldn't make out her face. Her almond eyes matched her silver hair. I stepped closer to her closing the gap between us, I pushed down her mask to reveal bee-stung lips. I kissed those lips. I parted her lips with my tongue, she grabbed my hips aggressively opening her mo

I do not want to lose my only family. Kinuha ni Nanay ang pot holder na nakalapag sa isang mesa bago buksan ang bagong lutong pagkain. The smoke from the newly stewed pork mounted and spreading on to the high ceiling. Iwinasiwas ko ang kamay para alisin ang usok na tumatakip sa paningin. Nanay was wearing a mask to keep herself from being exposed in too much smoke.

she blurted out. “Who did?” he asked. “I can’t tell; I didn’t see his face. He came to me and handed me the pictures and told me to go to the academy and expose her,” she said. “Describe him,” he said. “He is tall and a Lycan. He covered his face with a black mask, and his hair was packed in a small bun. His voice is a bit deep, with a broad chest and shoulders,” she said. “Taller than him?” I asked. She looked at me, and she didn’t want to answer, but Bryan nudged her.

I picked it up, admiring the art of work that was done on it. It was a mask used to cover one’s identity. If we had it at the ball, it would be fun to have everyone attending wear one. That way, no one who know was who behind the mask. I quickly conveyed the idea to the two women with me. While Grace was thrilled by the idea, Miss Alora hissed out loud. “Hey, that’s the Luna!” Beta Zack stormed suddenly, reminding the head of maid what her position was and how she needed to be at my back and call.

Edward sighed as he accepted the fact that he had to explain his identity when Andrea burst out in tears. "My head hurts so much and I feel so cold. Everyone hates me…" Andrea cried as she held her head. Edward used this time to wear his masquerade mask before walking towards her. "Stay calm and go take your bath. I called a doctor to take care of you." He said as he sat beside her. *What's the use of wearing the mask when she already saw your face?* He asked himself, but disregarded it to focus on persuading her to take her bath.