Marvel Green Goblin Mask Novels & Stories

I groan inwardly and decide to just leave. Thankfully, it didn’t take him long to get out of his room. He sits on the couch in front of me. He looks normal, but not too normal—just a barefoot man in his black shirt, gray sweatpants, and a mask. Does he possibly have a scar on his face too? Is that why he keeps on wearing a mask? “Here.” He hands me gold cards with the logo of Grethe and Elga Enterprises on it. “Thank you.” I look up and smile. “Do you mind if I ask you something?”

I turned toward the full-length mirror, inhaling deeply. A smirk tugged at my lips. ‘Allison Blade, the mafia wife in black.’ A vision of power, of a woman who belonged to the mafia king himself. I reached for the mask, securing it into place, the final touch of dominance. Lena stepped back, nodding in approval. “With a few final touches, it’ll be ready for delivery by Saturday morning.” I met her gaze through the mirror. “That’s perfect.”

Sneaky glared at him, and he shut his mouth, “Miles, what is your celebrity name?” “Masketer!” Owen exclaimed like a clown. “Mask Man” Chang Mang commented, Miles touched his nose, and Sneaky protested “no way” Owen's face fell, “why?” With a straight face, Sneaky replied, "they sound scary” Owen “_” Chang Mang “_” Miles replied, "Mora's mask” Sneaky's hand froze on the cursor, Miles turned around, and entered his mother's room, he retrieved the mask and wore it.

I stood in front of the full-length mirror while she circled around me like an artist inspecting a painting she hadn’t quite finished. She tugged lightly at the sleeves of the oversized black hoodie she’d made me wear before stepping back with a satisfied nod. A black face mask covered the lower half of my face, while the hood hid most of my hair. The faded blue jeans and plain sneakers completed the disguise, leaving very little about me recognizable. I stared at my reflection for several long seconds before slowly turning toward her. “So…” I lifted my hands and looked down at myself. “This was your brilliant plan?” Mara grinned proudly.

I straightened up quickly, my heart skipping a beat as I looked up at the owner of the voice so rich, rough, and husky that left me paralyzed for a moment was Vincenzo Bianchi DeLuca, holding my mask in his hands as his eyes traveled all over my face. My pulse spiked the moment I met his intense eyes through his mask, calculating, and far too observant. I dont think I have ever met someone with eyes so striking like his, special in every way.. one eye green, the other half green half sun gold. I blinked, trying to focus, trying to find my words again. "Yeah, thank you." I forced out, my lips pulling into a tight smile. I reached for the mask, but he didn’t immediately hand it over.

I was stunned. The man in front of me wore a mask that covered half of his face. His golden eyes sparkled like stars in the darkness. His eyes were dark and cold. Although half of his face was obscured by a silver mask, the other half was as perfect as a picture of Vincent van Gogh's starry night sky.

she assured me, and I smiled at her encouragement, which was exactly what I needed. “Sonia!” a DOM called for Sonia’s service, and she left while I continued cleaning the glass. Suddenly, I felt a strange yet familiar sensation and lifted my head. When I did, I noticed he was standing right across from me. Despite the black mask, I easily recognized him because of his remarkable shade of green eyes, which I haven't seen on anyone else. To be sure it was really him, I moved my gaze to his wrist but noticed the sleeves of his shirt were covering the tattoo.

Even Ah Yin shook her head slightly, "Even I don't know." "Did you buy some masks?" Chen inquired and Ah Yin nodded. With a thought and sliver of spirit energy, she pulled out eleven oval masks with various colors and carvings on them. Out of all the masks, there was only one that suited his black battle robes. A simple black mask carved out of the devil tree's wood but it didn't have any spirituality. The sections of the eyes were bordered by white marking. Taking the mask and trying it on, Chen suddenly looked towards Ah Yin with an intensity she had never felt before. His green eyes locked with her blue eyes as he questioned her calmly, "How do I look?"

Now that his own son has put him in his place, in the burning pits of damnation, then I suppose everyone would be devoting themselves to the very guy who slit his throat. The doorbell chiming behind me instantly pulled me out of my thoughts, signaling someone came into the tavern. I took my mask from my satchel, tying it over my hair as it covers my eyes. It was a green mask, decorated with laces and jewels I bought from the King’s market. “What drinks would you be going for, Masked Lady? Everything is worth one gold coin.” he asked, nodding over to his collection of drinks. He takes a large empty glass, as he awaits for my answer.

"He looks very much like Gilbert Gardier, Jean's twin brother." And the dinner party was worse than Alexa had imagined, making her regret not taking the man's advice to go home. Twenty new guests had arrived in addition to the old ones. And these twenty people looked very conspicuous; besides being dressed in gothic style with shades of red and black, they all wore masquerade masks that covered the right side of their faces. And the most horrifying thing was their right eye, their eyeballs was not in the socket, instead there was a purple diamond stone in the socket, replacing the eyeballs. "Are you scared, new girl?" asked Eva, one of Alexa's colleagues.