Novel & Cerita Man In The Iron Mask Novel

"Give it to me, and the girl walks away." Liam's hand finds mine. His palm is warm, steady. "The file is not here. I moved it."Liar."Check the safe. It is empty." A pause. Footsteps move toward the wall. The safe door creaks open. Silence. "You are clever," the man says. "But clever men die just as fast as fools." I peek through the gap between the table and the floor. The man is tall, broad-shouldered, wearing black tactical gear. His mask is a skull – white bone, hollow eyes. He holds the gun like an extension of his arm.

Ariana looked at the red-haired young man who nearly glued his head to the ground and hear him talking. "My apologies." "Forget it. Prepare some a pair of shoes for her while you are at it." Ariana received the order and marched to the inn to book Mike's room. Following his aide, Mike proceeded to enter the inn with Ariana. Inside the room, which had become I Mike's and Ariana's, the man took off his masquerade mask, revealing his handsome features. The man had a high nose bridge, sharp red eyes redder than blazing fire that remind the little girl like the jewels used in an expensive necklace, and silky long back black hair with a short tampered cut at the back.

The man stood up, his mask looking terrifying thanks to the light. Fia’s eyes were emotionless. “No one suspected a thing?” “Not at all.” The man brushed away the soot on her face. “There’s another piece of good news. Want to hear it?” Fia moved her face away, avoiding the man’s finger. “I’m still alive. Isn’t that good news?” “You’re right. But there’s another piece of good news.” The man glared at her with a wicked smile. “The more you don't want to know, the more I want to tell you.”

If they wouldn’t come out because I seemed weak, maybe they would come out because I was stubborn. Minutes passed. I kept going until my hands began to tremble. The room felt hotter and smaller, like it was pressing against me. My throat was dry, and my body felt like it was shutting down, but I refused to stop. Then finally, I heard the metallic sound of the door unlocking. I froze and slowly turned around. A large man walked in, tall and heavily built, his face covered with a black mask. His voice was rough when he spoke. “Did you really think you could escape by digging that hole?” he said mockingly, his lips curling into a smirk.

said the young man then looked at the palm of his hand that had been used to cover Laras's mouth, then came a smile behind the mask that the young man was wearing. The young man stood up and patted his slightly dirty ass, his eyes staring in all directions. just a simple backyard, there are some flower plants, iron chairs and -- Novel books. The young man in jeans and an oversized hoodie stepped on his feet, his hands moving to reach for the novel lying on the ground. "Novel book?" murmured the young man while staring at the thick book, "Must have Lovina." he said again speaking himself, obviously the young man knew Lovina. Because he's Javier.

Roman, Fabiano, and Isabella muttered at the same time Chills ran down my spine and the conversation I overheard days ago struck me with the force of lightning So that was the Brother. The person who wanted me dead for killing Matteo A hard swallow worked down my throat as my eyes remained glued on him. The red, black, and shiny gold robe that covered his body and flowed at his feet, filled with unidentifiable symbols and marking and his mask.... That mask was the most frightening, hideous thing I have seen in my entire life. It wasn't like the snakes made of the people seated in the pavilion above, this was a creature with six eyes and a long, black tongue. It looked somewhat like a serpent