Masky X Toby X Hoodie Novels & Stories

I dressed however I wanted, and I leaned into a casual, messy style. My assistant used to joke that if I disappeared into a crowd, I'd look like someone scraping by on a tiny paycheck. I kept it that way on purpose. "Brianna, what is this?" Vexana was the first to jump up and accuse me. "You made it, and you didn't think to help any of us, but you're going after Melissa's family business. And you're smearing her with bullying accusations. What kind of person does that? "Melissa was always kind. She saw how timid you were and tried to be your friend. Zachary even helped you with math. You should be thanking them, not turning around and slandering them."

his mother prompted. "Thank you," Tyler murmured, removing his own cap and replacing it with the new one. Maggie winced inwardly at the boy's bald head, and she thought of Michael starting his next round of chemo the following week. She wondered how in the world a boy of ten could handle such a thing with the courage she was seeing. "Do you think you might be able to wear this too?" Bobby asked him, handing him a child-sized blue Rangers jersey, a miniature of the one he was wearing.

In this quiet night, I can hear my own heart beat. Slowly, I took off MK's mask. MK's jaw was clearly defined, his lips were sexy and thick, and his lip shape was very heroic. Suddenly, MK's eyes opened and his broad palm pressed down on the half-unmasked mask. The deep eyes under the mask burst out cold and fierce light, such as a preying eagle, eager to devour the eyes into the abdomen. With an icy sweep of his eye, he knocked the phone from my hand to the floor. The mobile phone fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

As another light breeze wafts his mouth-watering cologne over to me, I turn my head to the side, meeting his eyes. And wow! My breath feels like stuck in the top of my throat, as I look directly into his deep blue eyes. Their color might be enhanced by his dark grey mask with black embellishments, but wow. He flashes me a gorgeous smile, looking like he has been waiting all his life for me to look at him. “Hey.” “Hi.”

Zayn grabbed the opportunity to sit on him while splashing water at his face. "Uuurdshshvdhdjh," Toby spluttered out and Zayn laughed, switching off the hose. He stood up and Toby laid on the ground coughing, holding his hand to his chest. He dropped the hose on the ground as Toby started laughing almost making Zayn's smirk turn to a smile. That vanished as soon as he picked up a strange scent around the pack house. "Toby. Get up." He said and Toby stood up immediately knowing there was trouble.

And their masks glittered with crystals shaped like crescent moons. “Sexy voices,” Sylvia said. “Yes, and big dreams,” I added. Sylvia’s voice rose above the crowd. “And a big cock!” A laugh caught in my throat. “Shh.” She was going to get them kicked out of here. I was in between choking and chuckling when I ran straight into Xavier. He wore a mask formed from silver and black puzzle pieces. I’d been heading toward the Madder Hatter’s entrance and he was leaving. I’d been too busy yapping with Sylvia to look in front of me.

He wore a mask that only covered the top half of his face, leaving that familiar, arrogant smirk visible. "Thorne," Andreas said. His voice was a low warning. Tobi stepped forward, his eyes glinting behind his mask. He didn't look at Andreas. He looked straight at me. I felt like I was being dissected. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I might pass out. Was he going to recognize me? Would he see Asher underneath the mask? "What a beauty you have there, Lionel," Tobi said. He took a slow sip of his drink, his gaze never leaving mine. "I didn't think you had a heart left to lose, but it looks like you found a real treasure in the ruins of your club."

"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.

Her red heels match the color of her roses. Toby. I can’t even tell you how Toby’s look makes me blush. He looks so delicious in his all black tux. The handkerchief is the same color red as his sister’s roses. He wore his sandy blonde hair slicked black on the sides. His wavy bangs hang a little above his bright blue eyes. Delicious! He looks all of his 20 years of age. Built to perfection, his tux hugs him tight in just the right spaces. “Are you going to continue to drool over Toby all day? Or are you going to actually say hi to me?” Emma says, snapping me out of my day dream.

X is said to be a man who lives in the shadows, powerful, strong and someone who would without a doubt win. Everyone speculates about him, but no one knows who he is or where he is from. We’re kitted up in full black. The rule for spectators requires one’s identity to be hidden. I’m in black leather pants, a black top and a leather jacket. With matching knee-high killer heels, a hood and a face mask. Royce has his hood up, too. He’s wearing black sweats, with the letter X on his back, black boots and a face mask finishes his look. His blond hair is pulled back in a sleek bobble. His sharp eyes are the only thing you can see.