Novel & Cerita Masky X Toby X Hoodie

Her eyes fidgeted between him and her target before laughing nervously. "I-- w-who are you?" she asked before gulping, waiting for the target to fall to the ground. He chuckled lightly, keeping his gaze on hers. He raised his right hand and removed the masquerade mask he was wearing. "The mafia boss who's hosting this event," he introduced. Her eyes shifted back to him, having a clear view of his face despite being in a dimmed room. He had bright blue eyes, a defined nose and jawline, arched brows, and seducing pink lips. "S-say that again?" Keisha was flabbergasted.

Chapter three- His Mask Third-person POV She looks at the performer dumbfounded by the singer who has a hat on and a mask on his face, he smiles in her way and she can see it from the way his eyes were shining in her way. Seconds later, she holds her chest as she feels her heart beating faster and her chest tightening. So she walks towards the performers and stands at the tip of the platform, she doesn’t stop there but walks forward.

Not that I wouldn't mind laying down with all the snacks, it'd be easier to grab them. I hopped over the end of the bed frame and crawled next to Connor, on the side with his good leg. We were curled up next to each other, my leg resting over his good one and his arm around my back. He was wearing basketball shorts and an old school hoodie. I was actually wearing a pair of his sweatpants which he left at my house and some lacrosse pinny I found in the back of my closet. While the beginning of the movie was going, I glanced up at Connor, watching as the muscles in his face tensed up and relaxed. I traced words with my finger on the hoodie's material over his stomach. He smiled down at my hand

“ could he be the mask guy “ Cassy asked her self silently she only knew the mask guy as Fredrick she wasn’t aware of his complete name “Alright thank you have a nice day “ Cassy said opening the car door Cassy got inside , dropped her bag inside her room then proceeded to the kitchen to get something she could eat . “ is he the one , why did he not wear a mask ? I just hope what I ran away from isn’t happening again “ Cassy said picking a mug of tea She decided to log into the internet to get her mind off the possibility of fred the CEO being the mask guy “ hi hope you nailed it “a message poop up from her W******p message A smile appear on her face when she saw the sender “ oh jack what wo

“Change. Quickly.” I blink, confused, then unzip it. Inside I find folded clothes—black trousers, a simple T-shirt, a hoodie with fraying strings, and a pair of boots that look worn but sturdy. My breath catches. “Where did you get these? They’re my size.” Tobias’s lips twitch into the smallest smile. “They’re not. They’re children’s clothes. From laundry duty. No one notices what’s missing if you’re quiet about it.” I hold the hoodie in my hands, soft from too many washes, and for the first time in days I feel something like hope touch my skin. “Why?”

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.

"Umm—" "Of course you're in." I haven't yet decided it but he want me to take a yes. He was wearing a mask, made by Abaca fiber, too. He seems to have a cough or something. I can't see his whole face. But, his silver lightning eyes was sharp that doesn't miss a thing. I think he wants to befriend with me. He almost touched my skin so I managed to move a litle bit away from him. Who is this guy?

“This is from Muscle107. He wants to know if you’ll ever return to New York?” “Yes, I will, at some point I’ll probably need to come for work here. But it will be under a different agency.” I answer in a low voice, releasing an uneasy chuckle. “Well, that’s good news at least. Okay here’s another one. This is from Hawk-guy, he wants to know if you will finally reveal your identity?” She asks. “Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?”

I asked him, and he nodded, his eyes twinkling under the moonlight. “I have never been more ready.” He said with a smile. I was wearing an off-the-shoulder dress to prevent any issue with accessibility, and I angled my shoulders to give him access. Toby’s canines descended, his eyes a milky white like the moon. He pressed his lips to my shoulder, placing a soft kiss there followed by a teasing lick, as if preparing the spot. Then, his canines sank into my flesh, and that was all the go-ahead I needed.

-Miyuki said to herself, staring at the gray pavement. - Would you really be so sad?- she heard a familiar voice suddenly, slightly out of breath, so stopped right away and turned to see Aoi Takashima standing behind her, gasping for breath. - Were you running here?- Miyuki asked in surprise, looking at him. He was still dressed all in black, in jeans and a hoodie, but this time his blouse had a drawing of a skull entwined with roses. The black mask on his face was now pulled down over his chin. It was also noticeable that his eyes were not underlined with black eyeliner, which made her see his face completely without makeup for the first time.