Marvel Green Goblin Mask Novels & Stories

His hood fell back just enough for the neon light from the street to cut across his face. A black mask covered his nose and mouth. One eye was a bright metallic silver, catching the light unnaturally, like a prosthetic or something custom-made. The other eye... gods. It was a crystal clear green. That eye burned with a feverish intensity lit by a glint of pure, unfiltered madness. I leaned in, savoring the pulse of adrenaline and the thrum of danger under my skin. "Gotcha, Trouble."

“Somewhere fantastic.” The road narrowed into an alley barely wide enough for the SUV. There were no pedestrians, there were no other cars, just high stone walls on both sides, and the smell of salt and rotting seaweed drifting through the vents. He slowed then stopped, the engine idled low and menacing. He shifted into park as he reached up and pulled the baseball cap off. My heart slammed so hard I thought it would crack a rib. He peeled away a thin hyper-realistic silicone mask the kind used in high-end espionage films. The face underneath was leaner than I remembered, scarred along the jaw, but unmistakable.

saying which he rushed towards the school building. Ryan was baffled. 'What the hell was going on? Why are they not mad at him? Rather praising him.' Someone stood in front of him. Ryan looked up, recognizing the masked face. His eyes were cringing, registering a smile behind the mask. This close to his face, Ryan was able to make out faint marks of the contact lens he was wearing. 'So his eyes were actually not green?'

I commanded, standing on my feet. My she-wolves savants stepped outside, and immediately Mogan sprang into action. He rummaged through my wardrobe and retrieved my favorite long black robe with a large wolf head imprint on the right side. He also brought out a new, shiny gold mask and my animal skin-made shoes. Within minutes, I was dressed and looking incredibly handsome. The mask covered the left side of my face, which was burnt, while leaving my flawless right side exposed. The mask had been my confidence; without it, I was vulnerable.

Once again on display. "The final touch..." I slid on the bunny mask—a sleek, velvet half-face piece with long satin ears. Just enough mystery to make a man curious, and a billionaire lose control. "It’s time to be a whore."

He looked every bit the Prince he was. His attire was impeccable, adorned in a tailored black suit that accentuated his broad shoulders and chiseled features. The fabric seemed to hug his form in all the right places, hinting at the strength and athleticism hidden beneath. His mask, a stark contrast to the darkness of his attire, depicted a black wolf with piercing green eyes, adding an enigmatic allure to his appearance. The intricate details of the mask enhanced his rugged charm, drawing attention to his sharp jawline and intense gaze. Despite the air of formality, there was a subtle hint of vulnerability in his expression, a flicker of uncertainty that betrayed the weight of his responsib

The man put on his shirt and slowly turned around, surprisingly wearing a black mask on his face. The mask covered half of his face, revealing thin lips and a pair of deep eyes, the ink-black pupils were as cold as the night, emitting a mysterious light. The right side of the mask had a hollowed out golden fire-shaped symbol at the forehead position, domineering and wild. Jenna could not help but take half a step back, a rent boy, how could he have such a powerful aura, did she recognize the wrong person? No, that tattoo, there would never be a mistake.

All I gathered from what he shared was that the place was not suitable for living since things worked differently in this dimension. I smirked and took a step forward, keeping a fair, breathable distance from him. “My pack will find me, one way or the other. But I am not waiting for them if that’s what you think. Your blank threats don’t exactly scare me.” Something flicked in his eyes before he took a step closer, his presence pressing on my skin like a large block of ice. A speck of sunlight fell on the right side of his face, making that green iris ring shimmer while the left side was draped in a daunting shadow of darkness. I would never admit it out loud, but he looked no less than a Go

When I see him, his face looks different from just a few moments before——his face is already fully applied with his self made avocado face mask, just two pieces of cucumbers are missing out from his eyes. “You are... green.” I mentioned, staring at his face. Helplessly he takes a deep inhale, “Yeah sure. Well, you were grinning!” What? Grinning? “I’m not.” who grins at a green-faced orge? “Yeah right!” Victor yells again, squaring up, “I was applying my mask for minutes, and you were laughing like an idiot for that long!” Wait, what? “Was I?” laughing like an idiot? Me?