Marvel Green Goblin Mask Novels & Stories

The archer stared at the black figure; blood was dripping down his face, through his beard, coloring his gorget. They looked to their sides, the way was clear. One step at a time, they moved with all the confidence of the world. The world was theirs for the taking. Soldiers rushed, they moved as one, through a tight maze of streets, which went in all directions. A shadow appeared from the darkness of a dead end. The man from the balcony, just moments ago they could have sworn that they saw his face. How could they? Only now, do they realize that his face was covered with a black, birdlike mask. Green eyes looked at them from behind the mask. "My job here is done," he said, looking directly a

Marco was chuckling as he tried to keep up with Skye’s speed as she seemed to be dragging Marco while she briskly walked with Marco’s left wrist gripped tightly by her right hand. I shook my head, amused and laughing silently while doing my task in the living room. I am also looking forward to seeing her reaction and how she would look in her silicon-made mask. I heard Marco asked for the finest material to be used in making her item, considering she was not in her best health condition during the time we ordered the masks. “What the fuck is this!” Skye shrieked. I could hear her furious voice. “Gab picked it for you!” I heard Marco putting the blame on me.

I said calmly, “I did not ask for your opinion. I said you are coming.” Her throat worked as she swallowed. She nodded without speaking, but fear clung to her like a second skin. What exactly scared her so badly about Evergreen? Before she could answer, I continued, “Your customized mask will arrive before nightfall.” She froze. “…Mask?” she repeated slowly. “Yes.” I grabbed my cloak. “The wedding is masquerade-themed. Every guest must wear a gold mask. Including you.” Relief flooded her so visibly I almost laughed. Suspicious little thing.

She fastens it around my neck and pats my shoulders. "See? Now you are ready. If you fidget any more, I will tape your hands to your sides." I try not to roll my eyes, but when I look in the mirror, I barely recognize myself. My hair, usually straight and plain, now falls in loose waves down my back, artfully arranged to frame the mask. The makeup Lorena applied makes my green eyes seem deeper and more mysterious. The emerald mask, adorned with tiny crystals and delicate filigree, transforms my ordinary features into something almost regal.

They called me I don't know if ill run, but I'm strong I can manage to beat them, but the problem is that they are 3 and I'm all alone. I'm ready to run when one of the gangsters throw an empty can of beer exactly to my head " I'm sorry I'm not looking for trouble" I apologized, I'm ready to walk when one of them pulled my collar and throw me on the ground "I told you I'm not here to mess with you guys!" I said calmly, I'm controlling myself now, I don't want to fight them back I was about to stand up when the man wearing a mask, I guess the leader of this shit suddenly punched me on my face, he messed with my face

The mysterious man pulled off the mask with one hand, grinning at us with bright green eyes full of mischief. “You two are both rookies when it comes to hijacking shipments.”

he asked. “Everything is going smoothly. I can give you the original next week.” “Good. Don’t make me wait too long. I’m not patient,” the masked man replied, his voice cold and commanding, causing the other man to tremble. “I hope you’ll keep your promise and release my wife and child,” the trembling man pleaded. The masked man laughed loudly, making the atmosphere even more terrifying and sinister. “Of course,” he replied with a chilling certainty. The man finally breathed a sigh of relief. Upon closer inspection, the man sitting opposite the masked figure was the Creative Director of Green Corporation.

He agrees but looks at the two suspiciously, as soon as he turns the corner, the masked singer appears and the elder brother stops him when he is about to enter the hospital room and says to him, “I don’t know why my sister collapsed in front of you. But I am also curious as to why you are the first man she has approached in ages, I believe you might be able to heal her psychological problems. So I will give you a chance tonight to take care of her and let’s see what will happen.” He nods his head and is about to enter but he stops him again and inquiries, “What is your name singer G?” He smiles and replies, “Just call me Greg, and please do keep it a secret. ”

Don't make any noise! The warning didn't do much good. When the door let out a long moan and tipped over the chair with a noisy stamp, everyone screamed. The man who approached had no features. He wore a black cloth mask from the neck to the base of his nose, and covered the rest with black robes that stretched in a large hood over his head. The eyes were narrow like those of a snake, and a poisonous flash had run through her black irises as she analyzed each face in front of her. He stopped his gaze on mine, and all the doubt that remained about that brutal demonstration of power faded with the wrinkles that formed around his eyes. Even without being sure, I could swear that a smile formed

But there he is, lounging on the couch like he’s been there all along, his eyes fixed on me with that look that makes my pulse quicken for all the wrong reasons. I swallow hard, my hand still gripping the window handle as if it could offer any kind of protection. The warmth from the shower vanishes in an instant, replaced by the cold dread curling around my spine. He steps into the pale moonlight, and for the first time, I notice the mask—different from the ones he’s worn before. It’s the kind people wear to masquerade parties only that it has two bull horns on each side, the mask covering everything from his forehead down to his nose, leaving only his lips exposed. Those lips, twisted into