Maskys Story Novels & Stories

As she dressed, her attention drifted to the ugly puckered claw marks and pale scars marred her delicate skin. Melody let out an exasperated sigh before turning away from the mirror and averting her eyes away from the gruesome scars. Dressed and clean, Melody continued her morning routine like brushing her teeth and pulling her towel-dried hair into a low ponytail. Walking out, she stuffed the cash placed on the kitchen counter into her pocket, along with the spare house keys. On the trip to Tensers she recalled Mino mentioning the local grocery store was a few streets back from the house. Melody proceeded to the front door only to halt by a dark shadow lingering behind the bushes that cover

As Cassiopeia put the mask on her face, it fits perfectly like it was made and customized for her only. ‘From this day, this mask will witness the greatest pretention of a woman betrayed and fooled by the people I trust. No tears will shed, only a glimpse of victory.’

Interesting, a massacre. "Can you tell me a story about it?" "There was this man. He was obsessed with Halloween and masks. That night of the party, his girlfriend broke up with him, and he got furious. Actually, they had the same mask during that night. He stabbed his girlfriend multiple times, and she was sliced into pieces. After he realized what he did, he also killed everyone in that street that night. Until now, they said that the killer wasn't found yet. That is the massacre of the mask."

"Right before I started working with you, I heard that you were a strict person but as I'm getting closer to you, I find out that you're actually a nice man and I think you deserve a woman by your side…. Talking about this, can you tell me the reason why you're putting on a mask? I knew that you were lying to my parents earlier about having a wound on your face" Hearing her words, I feel like telling her everything about me and revealing my identity to her but I figured out that she might take it in a harsh way. "If truly you have no scar on your Face then why can't you open it for the world to see. I'm curious to see how you look". I sighed deeply on hearing her words. "Well, I'm doing this

I cross my arms in front of my chest and the guy's jaw tightens as he walks away. "Guess we're both even. Men want me, and ladies want you," Kyrah says. "But you belong together," Roxy whispers and I glare at her as Kyrah clears her throat. "Guys! Is that Oprah Winfrey? Oh my God!... It's... It's her!" a girl from behind me squeaks and runs to greet Oprah who has her mask off. What's the point of having a masquerade party if most people aren't even wearing the damn masks?

Roxanne already made up her mind not to cross her feisty boss. Freddy led her to an empty chair in front of a mirror and began to work his magic. He arranged her hair properly and gave her smoky eyeshadow and red lipstick. Roxanne couldn't recognize herself when he was done. She thought she looked like one of those foxy models that posed for magazines. "That's the wardrobe, baby girl. Pick whatever suits you. Oh and here's your mask." Freddy handed her a pink mask. Roxanne wanted ask why she needed a mask if she had makeup on but Freddy was whisked away by another female that had just arrived.

They have no idea I’m Masked Barbie. It started small. Just pictures at first. A little lace, a lot of skin, face hidden behind a pink mask I bought online. The money came in fast. Enough to pay my secret credit card bills and buy things my parents would never approve of. Then the videos. Short ones at the beginning. Later, longer ones where I spread my legs and touched myself while whispering filthy things to the camera. Men paid good money for that. I told myself it was harmless. Just fantasy. No one from my real life would ever find out.

I shake my head, clicking my tongue, “No, I’m alright standing. Thank you.” Taking a deep breath, she starts dropping everything that happened since she disappeared with Frank at the party. She overflows me with an amount of information about the past months that my heart struggles to take. She tells me how she got into a secluded place with the masked stranger but, of course, as she didn’t have the same stupid agreement I had made with Ruggerio, their masks dropped instantaneously. As they were both running fake profiles, they recognized each other immediately and panicked as they realized who they had come to the party with. Being already undressed, Nina was left behind by Frank, who bolte

It wasn't him. I dried my face with a tissue and then fixed my makeup, which was slightly smudged by the water, and then I pondered. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, which showed how beautiful I was. I tried my best to do skincare and makeup so that no one would know how dark I was. It was a mask to cover what was inside—all that darkness. No one knows, and no one will know. Not even Mark. But if what I saw was the man named Dexter who had stolen my virginity and gotten Bianca killed... then this mask could just crack.

Akshara got on her feet placed the cage near her bed and marched with much frustration to the crystal room with a reply to Ruko, "My destiny beholds nothing but a tragedy." Akshara passed Ruko with a frowning face while Ruko grabbed the hands of Akshara and mentioned, “Don’t forget to wear a mask…” Akshara asked through her tightly sealed teeth, “What’s that for?” Ruko has worn a smile on her face and replied, “It’s a masquerade party” ******