Masked Lovers Novels & Stories

“Then There is a face at the end of the halway. Half-hidden Half-shadow Firstly: “Black. Sh Viewing me. Its eyes lock onto mine, and I Ezra turns around, with his teeth bared, to confront the figure. Well, now there can no longer be any doubt. Ezra also sees him. The masked man raises his hand. Not Waving Non-threatening Reaching For me. The lights come on again. And so he’s gone. His fingers are soft on my skin, pushing through as they coax my eyes back to his. "His pupils are blown wide again – black devouring gray." “Aiden,” he whispers, his fear-laced voice trembling, “please don’t leave me tonight.” ‘I won’t "Promise me." “I promise.” He breathes roughly, his forehead resting against mi

"Dare Marck, you should try it, I chose Ralph, well I didn't know who he was, by the third outing we realized we had a rapport, we took off our masks and got to know each other, we became sweethearts and here we are. He looked at her without understanding yet and Ralph explained: -Look you go to that blind date site, they ask you questions about what you are really looking for, they show you pictures of women with masks, you choose one, but the condition here is that sometimes many choose her. They take you to a room where the others are and they line up, she enters and chooses the man who catches her eye the most. Then they see only each other, but the condition is that the mask covers the

The blue-masked woman moved behind, her hands sliding up my back, unfastening my gown to let it fall, exposing my breasts to the cool air, her mouth descending to suck a nipple hard, teeth grazing the sensitive peak. “Oh god,” I whimpered, the combined assault overwhelming, and the gold-masked leader chuckled, stepping closer, her hands cupping my face, kissing me deeply, her tongue dominating mine. The silver-masked woman increased the vibrator’s speed, the hum intensifying, while the purple-masked woman added a third finger, thrusting deep into my wet cunt, stretching me further. The red-masked woman’s tongue delved deeper, her hands spreading my thighs wider, and I rocked against her face

She had no idea how long she stood there, waiting for Ethan, but it felt like forever. Her thoughts were jumbled, and before she could collect herself, a group of men appeared out of the shadows by the sidewalk. Three of them. They were looking at her in a way that made her stomach tighten. She realized that Ellie had put her mask on for her and they probably thought she was a drunk prostitute. One of them—slightly shorter but stockier than the others—stepped closer, his gaze appraising. “Hey, you lost, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice slow and deliberate.

One month ago… “Good Morning people of New York, this is Radio Splash FM and I’m your girl Miranda Lain. Now I’m sure I told everyone last week, that Splash FM will be having an interview with the sensational, one and only, L.K, aka the Masked Queen of New York City. We’re going to be having an impersonal, phone interview to give everyone a chance to know what’s behind the sudden news of a breakup between L.K and her agency. Please, everyone, hold on while we make this call.” *~*~*~* “Over here, she ran over here!” I increase my pace and barge through the emergency doors, running down the stairs with heavy breaths. I stop on the last stair and wait to hear if they’re still chasing after me,

Her people found her disgusting because of her scar and would look away at her arrival and some would avoid her entirely but the one person who had kissed her and smiled at her even while looking into her eyes, not once paying attention to the mask on the one side of her face. How could she have let him break down her walls, Marshall had abducted her and locked her up in here. He probably glared at her when she wasn't looking and washed up after being with her. Yes, he probably believed she was ugly behind her mask after all she was not his mate but he held her close at night and whispered fake words of love to her, fooled her good and she fell so hard for it. Blinded her with false love and

He turned to me and this time he looked straight in my eyes and he continues, “I will try and come back here to see you. But if I can’t and you can recognize me without my mask when we meet once again, then I won’t hesitate to be yours forever. This I promise.” I became dumbfounded at the moment and couldn’t speak a word but just look into his sparkling eyes. He blinked and cleared his throat before looking away, he made his way out of the room without looking back. My heart that was accelerating at the moment stopped the instant he closed the door vanishing from my sight.

Tiered seating and balconies surrounded it, filled with masked members of the Midnight Club, and hundreds of eyes watched as I was led onto the stage. The sheer robe was removed, leaving me completely naked under the spotlight. A deep, amplified voice echoed through the arena: “Tonight, our newest jewel, Lila, will be publicly claimed by three Masters. Enjoy the show.” Three tall, masked men stepped onto the stage from different directions. All were powerfully built, wearing only black pants and embroidered silver masks. Their bodies were sculpted, cocks already hard and overextending against the fabric. The first Master, broad-shouldered and commanding, approached me first. He grabbed my ha

Ten minutes later, the heavy oak doors of the grand cathedral swung open. The heavy scent of expensive lilies and burning incense flooded Avery's senses. Ahead of her lay a long, velvet-carpeted aisle. At the end of it stood her groom. Damien Kingsley. He was breathtakingly handsome. Tall, broad-shouldered, with a jawline sharp enough to cut glass and dark, perfectly styled hair. But his eyes were completely concealed behind a pair of sleek, pitch-black designer sunglasses. He held a silver-tipped cane in his right hand, standing with a rigid, imposing posture that radiated pure power and absolute coldness.

"Anyone who'd rather not hear old stories is welcome to leave. Just tell the front desk my name, and they'll set you up with a complimentary bottle of premium red wine on me. Consider it my apology." "Can I pick it up after this is over?" Sebastian asked, raising his hand and clearly enjoying the chaos. I rolled my eyes at him. "Of course." That only made everyone even less willing to leave. After all, who didn't want to hear gossip about the former stars of the class?