Masky X Hoodie Novels & Stories

Andre shook a bottle of whiskey in front of her. "Sure." she pulled the door open further to let him in. "What are you doing in a hoodie?" Christy tried to inquire. She had known Andre for years and only now had she been him wear a hoodie to her house or any place at all. She would have sworn he didn't own one. "Just feeling a little cold so I thought maybe we could hang out," he smirked, scanning the house as though he searched for something. "But.." "sshh... But we said we wouldn't anymore?" She nodded, slowly receiving the toxin his finger slowly moving down her lips delivered.

She danced and mingled with ease, while I found solace at the bar, sipping on a drink and watching the partygoers from afar. As the night progressed, I found myself feeling more at ease with the party's anonymity. The masks allowed me to forget about my past and embrace the mystery and intrigue of the night. But that all changed when I saw him - a tall, dark stranger, dressed in a black suit and mask. He stared at me, making me feel uncomfortable. I quickly averted my gaze, pretending to be interested in my drink, but he approached me nonetheless. "Hey there, beautiful. May I have this dance?" he asked, his voice smooth and low.

"O- Okay. I won't. Not unless he hurts someone." "Thank you. Now go get ready." "I will." Kiara agreed, slipping out of the room vastly. With a sigh of relief, Harley returned to her own preparations and frowned as a new idea crossed her mind. Going back to the closet, she dug through it until she found an old, baggy black hoodie and then she took it out, and tucked it away into her bag. Perhaps Mason had already tried it before, but it would be worth the shot if it meant being able to cover his vampirism a little better and slightly diminish his chances of being discovered.

However, when he thought of the fact that Ryder had made this, especially for him, his heart softened, and the dissatisfaction vanished immediately. While Ryder put on the coat and boots, Jake fixed the mask on his face. The mask resembled a ball's mask. It was black with delicate ornaments made of clay and painted with golden paint. The mask covered most of the upper half of Jake's face, including half of his cheeks, but his jaw and lips were out in plain sight. Ryder had spent a lot of time on the internet searching for masks to find the right model, so it wouldn't be inconvenient for breathing and speaking, but she couldn't deny that this model was also chosen for other selfish reasons. W

Maybe I needed to find out more about her gifts beyond her dressmaking. Wyatt came up beside me, took it from my hands, and placed it. Then securing it behind my head with the help of Issac. Pinning his eyes on me as he met mine in the mirror. were A blur of emotion, sadness, pride, love, resentment, and acceptance, not one was stronger than the other. Then in a blink of an eye, he masked himself, his hand resting on my shoulder in support. I covered his hand with mine as the men were handed their masks and Zoey hers. Wyatt and Beau's masks were pewter in color, like my dress and their handkerchiefs. They were simple yet elegant, mimicking natural fur with copper and bronze hews painted to c

"bhabi xavier gave this to wear and remember not under any circumstances you will take it off this was strict order by him .so please don,t remove not for a second." "mask?" "don,t worry its masquerade party everyone will be wearing a mask " he gave me a sliver mask it was so similar to my dress "  i wore the mask. justin also took out his mask and it was black . lucy and susan also wear the mask and it was red. we started moving inside the hall . None of the security stopped us for checking i guess they recognized justin . the door opened and their was large stairs which were going down everyone was downstairs enjoying the party .Their was loud music playing in the back ground . it was

"You're not seeing the big picture here. I'm not going to her as 'me'. I'm going to her as 'you'." Xander's brows furrowed in confusion for a second. I loved that look of uncertainty. It wouldn't last long, though, because soon he'd understand exactly what I meant. I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out the mask. It was smooth, flesh-coloured, and moulded perfectly to look just like Xander. I had it custom-made, every feature copied down to the last detail. It was going to be flawless. His eyes widened in shock as I held the mask up for him to see.

We let go of each other and I asked, "Won't it be weird if the both of us wear caps and masks on? And that too at a bar." "I'll take it off once we get there. You have to keep your beanie on though. Your hair will attract attention. My hair's black so I'll fit right in." He was wearing an open green hoodie over a grey V-neck T-shirt with black jeans. Save for the face, he really did look like a normal 23-year-old. "How long have you had that hoodie anyway?" I've seen it ever since the first day I met him as a trainee. It used to be rather loose on him back then. Now it fit him perfectly.

The black fabric blended seamlessly with his dark fur, rendering him nearly invisible in the shadows. Tara was nearby, similarly clad in a sleek black outfit. Her movements were quick and precise as she strapped on her gear. She pulled the hood over her head, tucking in her hair to ensure nothing would catch or snag. Like Claud, her outfit covered her completely, with only her sharp, keen eyes visible. She tested the fit of her gloves, flexing her fingers and making minor adjustments to her mask.

The stern, untouchable professor is sitting in a room filled with hard cocks and hungry holes. Realizing he sticks out like a sore thumb without a mask, Ryder spots a vendor by the wall selling feathered and sequined masks. He quickly buys a plain black one, tying it on to cover his eyes. He moves through the crowd, the heat of bodies pressing against him, and finds a spot at the bar just a few stools down from Adrian. He orders a whiskey, his eyes locked on the man next to him. Adrian takes a sip, his jaw relaxed. Ryder smirks behind his mask. Does he get off on watching the strippers, or is he here to find someone to wreck his hole?