Lilyfay Pj Masks Novels & Stories

Lily: I stared at my reflection in the mirror, a smile on my face. I looked great, I wasn't going to lie Blue dress, pearl earrings and pearl Necklace courtesy of Mason He'd insisted o wore it for reasons I still didn't understand I didn't want to argue too much so I obliged him I didn't think it would look good, but here I was looking gorgeous and classy I put on my lip gloss, and then pampered my face with make up before smiling at my face once again.

“I’m becoming what I need to be.” The following morning, Lily dressed in all black silk slacks, a fitted blazer, and a diamond choker Liam had gifted her weeks ago. Her eyes were fierce in the mirror, her lips painted a muted plum, and her hair pinned back like a crown of dark waves. She didn’t just look like a Carlyle bride she looked like someone born to wield power. She was done hiding behind her innocence.

Lily beamed. “And if it makes you feel better, we swear to the moon goddess never to disclose the secret to anyone. Okay?” Liana added, and I felt reassured. “Okay, I guess I do trust you guys a little. But what the hell are the outfits for?” I had to ask because I am f****** confused. Tikka, Lily and Liana shared a look before the screaming. “Make over!”. * * *

The Masquerade mask was Harriet's special mask, a white snake mask with one eye hole on the right side. "Actually, this is my mother's mask," said Harriet quietly. She then smiled and held up another mask box. Harriet showed it to Liam who was still furrowing his brows at her previous words and opened the box. Another white mask appeared in their vision. It was a white wolf mask with golden stripes around its eyes. Harriet smiled proudly showing the mask design. It was the one she ordered yesterday, which turned out to be perfect and ready at just the right time. "This is for me?" Liam asked.

“It’s my persona. I’d prefer to keep it on.” She rolled her eyes. “This isn’t some masquerade, you know.” Before I could respond, Fiona shouted from the sidelines. “Just give her a chance, Lydia!” Lydia shot her a glare but then sighed. “Fine, but the mask comes off.” “Actually,” I replied, my confidence surging, “it stays on. But trust me, you won’t regret it.” Lydia looked ready to argue, but another team member, a petite girl named Chloe, interjected. “What if we all wore masks?” she asked. “It could be our signature thing, make us stand out!”

"You both know me well! Look, this is the half of a yoga pants!" Lily said, and then unexpectedly took off a neckband from her neck, "It has been turned into three neckbands, one for each of us! It's extra stretchy, you should try it, it provides physical sun protection so that your neck won't get wrinkles!" Lucas looked a bit disgusted, "I don't want to wear girls' pants around my neck, so why not give it to the kitten!"

I call in. Lily enters and she’s all dressed up in a dusty blue satin wrap mermaid dress. It has a long slit at the side and no straps. It’s ruched from the cinched waist until the neckline with one side being longer than the other. Her creamy thigh is out on display and she’s wearing ankle-strapped heels that make her legs look sexy. Her hair is slicked back with a middle-part and tied at the back. She has long dangling diamond earrings on her ears and she’s done a neutral matte nude makeup. She looks beautiful.

Maya retorted, folding her hands under her breast. "Good, I think we can work with that, even if you're both being extremely brute with your words," Becca said, frowning. "First of all, you should cover your faces," Becca handed each of us a mask. It was made like the face of an animal. Maya's face was a leopard, Naya's face was a hyena, Becca's face was a rabbit and my face was a deer. "Why do I get to wear a deer? Why not a Lion?" I frowned, wearing the mask.

Phones and digital hardware were sealed in lead-lined pouches at the entrance, and every guest was required to wear an intricate, Venetian-style mask from the moment they crossed the threshold. ​In the back of the blacked-out sedan navigating the rain-slicked streets of Singapore, Lily adjusted the silver silk ribbon securing her mask. ​Her mask was a work of art—a sculpted filigree of obsidian and Venetian silver that covered the upper half of her face, accentuating the sharp angle of her cheekbones and making her grey-blue eyes pop with mysterious, liquid fire. She wore a backless floor-length gown of midnight-blue silk that clung to her curves like water, sliding over her hips and splitti

Hahaha-hahaha. The obvious fake praise didn't annoyed Lily. Her main focus was to spike her big nemine with her sparkling black gown and new promoted high rank but the other who hasn't even bother to take even a little glace at her direction a d taking long slow sip for the glass cup of wine . Those action so familiar. Annoying! Four lean red tightly line stroke tightly pressing on each other appear on the mask. Lily didn't know why she even angry. " Veronica....! Oh my! I didn't notice you..."