Marvel Green Goblin Mask Novels & Stories

He sat perfectly still, but every line of his body screamed power. ​He wore a polished silver mask that covered the left half of his face, where the worst injuries were rumored to be. The mask was cracked in one place, giving it a brutal, shattered look. His visible features were sharp: a strong jawline, and one eye deep, icy black that was currently fixed on the patterns in the carpet. He looked like a fallen king, ruined but still terrifying. ​"Anya," my father mumbled, shoving me forward. "Meet Alpha Ronan."

Dark burst out laughing and quickly removed the mask from his face, even though it was difficult to take off. While Roxane watched her husband struggling to remove it, she realized the mask Dark/Gravon was wearing wasn’t ordinary at all. Its texture looked like human skin—smooth, with faint lines resembling veins, and a natural color almost identical to a real complexion. Even the nose, lips, and jaw were perfectly molded, as if they had been taken directly from Gravon Calvez’s actual face. “Wow…” she whispered, unable to stop herself from stepping closer and touching his cheek. “It looks… it looks like a real face!”

Lex perused the masquerade, feeling somewhat elated by the fact that he was indistinguishable. He adjusted his white and gold mask that covered his entire forehead but extended only to half of his face. The overall colour was white with an acrylic effect. The gold highlighted the eyelids and accentuated the mask.

The moment his hands were about to strip me off the bra, I was wearing, I felt currents triggering through my veins, and my weak hands felt all charged. "Leave me," a menacing growl reverberated from my throat, the one that snapped the masked man to face me. That growl had me shaken as well. "Bruna, what happened to your eyes? You have green eyes. How did the color change all of a sudden?" The black masked man exclaimed.

Slumping back on the bed, she closed her eyes and her mind drifted off to Hardin again. ****** The car pulled up in front of the red carpet and camera shutters began to click as the Maybach door opened and Rebecca slowly alighted from it. She was dressed in a blue sequin gown that clung onto her body accentuating her hourglass figure and her hair was pulled back in neat ponytail and the mild makeup on her face made her look more natural and beautiful. The shimmering of her gown gave a good accompaniment to her appearance and she couldn’t help but feel thankful towards the designer.

And just for that one second, I feel like I have seen those eyes somewhere. Unlike before, his face isn't covered with a cloth, with only the eyes peeking out. This time he has a mask on that starts from his eyebrows to his cheekbones, leaving slits for the eyes. Yup. Definitely the Green Arrow. We stare at each other long and hard, doing nothing, saying nothing, just staring. His lips are pressed into a thin line, and I can't help but feel like I have seen him somewhere before.

The feel of a hand on my shoulder made me cringe, the person rounded and I came face to face with the man himself. He wore a balck suit with a white button up and black vest, he had no coat but he did have gloves on. He had his sleeves rolled up to show off a tattoo of a tree on his right forearm. He donned a dark green faceless mask with only holes where the eyes were. His eyes were a bright green, the black makeup around them made them stand out even against the green mask. He chuckled darkly and reached a hand out to touch my face. "Lily Axford, what a beautiful surprise." His voice was deep and gravely.

He stilled, his emerald eyes wide with shock. Those piercing green eyes... my masked man was no Prince he was a fucking guard.

Anyone with higher soul energies would even be able to see through it immediately. When the three of them saw that someone was there, they immediately shut their mouths as they stared at the person. That person had green robes on and a white mask. He was alone, and there did not seem to be anything off about him. It was just that the person was walking slowly as if he was just sightseeing. They were less than a few hundred meters away from the battle. Anyone would be able to hear what was going on. Goran raised an eyebrow as he coldly looked at Fane, observing Fane's every move.