Marvel Green Goblin Mask Novels & Stories

I wanted to rip the mask off, to let him see the monster and the woman, and to lose myself in the heat of his embrace. But as his fingers moved toward the silk ribbons at the back of my head, a cold splash of reality hit me. I am a murderer, I reminded myself. I am an impostor in a dead girl's palace. He is a man of the South, a man of secrets. If I let him see me—truly see me—I would lose the only armor I had left. The power of my eyes was my greatest weapon, but my mask was my greatest shield. Just as his fingers brushed the knot of the ribbon, I grabbed his wrist. My grip was unnaturally strong, fueled by the desperation of a cornered animal.

she said, unzipping the bag. The dress inside was stunning…deep emerald green silk that would cling in all the right places, floor-length with a slit up one thigh. It was elegant and sophisticated. I don’t feel like I can pull such a beautiful dress off right now but I’ll try anyway. Nothing like the doll dresses he usually made me wear. “And this,” Maria added, pulling out a mask from a separate box. It was white with gold accents, designed to cover the upper half of my face. Beautiful and anonymous at the same time.

She replied. The duke chuckled and asked again, “But a monster?” Lady Vienna nodded. “Yes, a handsome monster.” She patted his head to comfort him. “That’s okay, you’re with the evil Lady, Lady Vienna. We’re a match.” She said, smiling. “So that is why you wear a mask right?” Lady Vienna nodded. “Yes, a handsome monster.” She patted his head to comfort him. “That’s okay, you’re with the evil Lady, Lady Vienna. We’re a match.” She said, smiling. “So that is why you wear a mask right?”

It was a man, dressed in those long robes that the wizards wore, his face covered with a mask that had the mark of King on it, the lips that were drawn on the mask were stretched in a smile that resembled weirdly like that of a clown making the mask look even more ironic than it already was—— though from what Moira could see it was plated in gold. “ What are you doing here?” Moira asked her wolf sitting on the edge which made her eyes change their colours as she looked at the young man who was standing in front of her. His black hair seemed quite familiar to that of Logan’s, even those electric blue eyes seemed certainly similar but the other eye that was stormy grey made him look different.

he said thoughtfully, examining each mask carefully. She frowned at the box and then saw one that looked exactly like the one Walter was wearing. “Walter is wearing something similar, and he went with this silver one,” Irene said, lifting the mask up to Gavin’s face. “I think it looks great with the color mesh.” Gavin looked at me for a brief moment before putting the mask over his eyes. He looked insanely like Walter and Irene had to blink a few times. “Okay,” Gavin finally said, nodded. “This one will do.”

He wore a mask, bearing blue x shaped lights on the eyes and green lights, shaped as a triangle at the nose. A similar green rectangle and the mouth. His mask automated his voice, and since he wore a long black robe, with high boots and leather gloves, no one could tell who he was. “Although, Brian, I will let her go,” he said, taking a few steps away, “she did lead you to me after all,” he added. Tears were flowing down my ears, as I wallowed in regrets for ever getting involved. I thought I had an epic plan, but it didn't take half a day for my epic plan to blow up in my face.

He tapped on the holographic screen projected behind him and a low whirring noise emanated, making Natasha to look to one side of the lab where a large compartment slowly opened up to reveal what appeared to be a blank cloth, covering something underneath. “What is that?” asked Natasha, approaching the compartment. “Well, why don't you find out?” Once she got to the compartment, Natasha slowly and gently grabbed at the cloth and pulled it down and there it was! The sleek green outfit outlined with a blue highlight around the shoulders, the sleeves and down to the legs. There was a tiny mask covering the cheekbone area on the mannequin's head then down to the torso was a green snake circling

The man with a mask over his face. *

Giovanni handed me a mask, identical to the one he wore. "Ready to become invisible?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Always," I replied, slipping the mask over my face. It was designed to obscure our features, leaving only our eyes visible. We moved in sync, checking each other's equipment one last time. Giovanni adjusted the strap on my holster, his fingers brushing against my skin, sending a jolt of electricity through me. I looked up, meeting his gaze. For a moment, we were just Giovanni and Gabriella, the past forgotten.

He smiled, as my sisters and I took fighting stances, the jokes and light heartedness gone and replaced with an aura of anger emanating in waves from us. He was tall, with a medium muscled build, his skin tinted a pale green, light brown patches marked his hands and forearms in the shape of mountains, his face had thick line tattoos that traced his jaw and framed around one eye. His black hair was braided and fell down his back, and his yellow cat eyes glared at us menacingly. A gold band wrapped around his upper biceps, showing off the muscle in his arms. He had the signature Goblin fangs and black claws. Ari with an orange gleam in her eye, “We will see about that, you green bastard.”