Masked Goddess Novels & Stories

Nagtaas-baba pa ang kilay nito. Sumunod ang tingin ko sa tinutukoy ni Athelia. Naroon si Adamson. He was wearing a black button down shirt. Nakabukas pa ang tatlong butones. He was a bit sweaty and under the lights, his sweat shimmers like they were diamonds. May suot din itong kwintas na may dog tag na pendant. Mukhang may magpipigil ng ngiti ngayong gabi ah. Natawa ako nang umirap si Ena at sumiksik sa akin.

They wore a mask, so they wouldn’t attract attention while getting inside the location. Rieska wore a swirling black gown accented with silver, her dark mask sculpted like a raven, covering the upper half of her face. She let her hair flowed loosely with small braids on each side of her ear. And Zenus in his black armor and mask of a black panther. His twin swords were resting on his back. In comparison, Eleand chose a high collar black jacket with gold embroidery. His delicate gold mask carved a dragon’s head. He was confident in his faerie form minus the wings.

I whispered on the wind I placed the bracelet on my cabinet " this is the only thing that will remind me of us, that will remind me of Gun. I crawl back to my bed and laid my body down, tomorrow I will change me, I will change the Old Off that everyone knew, tomorrow I will bring back the old Off I will wake up the sleeping devil inside me, he slept for too long already, it's time to bring him back to life.

Coronis looked like a fiery red flower, a dancer from hell. "Aaaaaaa-" Screams resounded through the air. This place at present is exactly a bloody death place. The girl has golden hair that floats like fire, blue eyes like lightning, and a beautiful face like an angel calmly walking in the middle of a sea of ​​corpses filled with flesh and blood piled up by herself. That little girl was like a messenger from hell sent to inform them that the Apocalypse was coming. "C-Coronis… you… you… I'm begging you-" Ríona nearly broke into tears. Her eyes were blurred with tears. She couldn't believe the horrifying reality right in front of her eyes.

, "Interesting.", he continued, "So I am guessing the moon goddess is not so, righteous?", Isak said. Normally as ardent believer of the principles and beliefs of the goddess of the moon , this was where he would have to draw the line, however over the centuries of resurrection, it had all seemed like a contest where the moon goddess was doing all but just playing games, like they were all actors in this movie of hers , and all the actors of the first battle came to place, however the actors of this current era seemed different, "I have my reservations about her too, but that is all that there Is.", Leuchars said to Isak Emma as he continued to speak, "I may not know what the future holds,

Edward sighed as he accepted the fact that he had to explain his identity when Andrea burst out in tears. "My head hurts so much and I feel so cold. Everyone hates me…" Andrea cried as she held her head. Edward used this time to wear his masquerade mask before walking towards her. "Stay calm and go take your bath. I called a doctor to take care of you." He said as he sat beside her. *What's the use of wearing the mask when she already saw your face?* He asked himself, but disregarded it to focus on persuading her to take her bath.

Marcello’s eyes widen, his body instinctively recoiling despite the restraints. “Let’s make sure you never forget who owns you,” I sneer, pressing the searing tip of the poker against his chest. He thrashes violently, but a guard pins him in place as I carve the De Luca crest into his skin. The hiss of flesh burning beneath the metal mingles with his guttural cries, the acrid stench nearly overwhelming. When I pull the poker away, the symbol is clear, raw, and blistered. “Now there’s no doubt about who you belong to,” I say, leaning down to meet his tear-streaked gaze.

Nikolai growled whilst Cillian kept quiet. “Ansley will do it. The girl you’ve been walking with. She’s young but utterly ferocious. Naomi and Leona have been training her up. You’ve got ten minutes to make it happen then we set off. We need to beat that full moon.” With a quick mindlink the masked warrior approached. She removed her mask with a proud flourish, shaking her short, choppy black tresses out. A gorgeous, small face with pale porcelain features and high cheekbones. She was a lethal beauty. When I explained the idea her pale blue eyes lit up. “Let’s do it! Yes! As long as I have a weapon I’ll get myself back in one piece.”

A gorgeous golden butterfly brooch was affixed to her chest. While wearing a golden and silver mask that covered three-quarters of her face. The only thing the shrouded people could see were those crimson eyes, and it was enough to make them quiver with horror for a long time. Lady Vaquesha raised her hand, and everyone's focus returned to her. "It's been a while, my children!" Lady Vaquesha's attractive voice rang out over the room. No one spoke, but the eyes hiding beneath the masks glowed with enthusiasm.

The girl's eyes water with tears and my heart aches at the site. "Is there a problem my Lady?" A woman in a black dress and black gloves speaks from my side. Her hair is tied in a neat bun at the back of her head, she has a pointed nose and thin lips. Her eyes have tiny wrinkles at the corners and she smiles at me but I don't smile back. The little girls go silent and I hear a them gasp, I look to them and see them all tense as the one who touched me shrinks back into her friends who slightly push her forward.