Masque Of The Red Death Phantom Of The Opera Novels & Stories

Manny waved his hand, and a purple-blue glow lifted Thea and Herodias into the void. Just as they were about to depart, four red phantoms charged toward James at lightning speed from the right. “Presumptuous!” Manny growled and thrust his palms forward. A terrifying purple-blue light materialized, transforming into spectral palms, and darted across the sky. Boom! Boom! Boom! Following the thunderous explosions, the four red phantoms that had charged at James were blasted away. Once they regained balance, their true appearances were revealed. There were two men and two women with red hair and crimson eyes. Their bodies were enveloped in flames, presenting a fearsome sight.

the second set was a black skirt with a hoody, and the third were lady undies. I took a red glamorous dress and faced the mirror with it. It was a long sleeve gown. The second one was a yellow short sleeve gown. I put on the red gown immediately and moved sideways before the mirror, smiling after seeing how gorgeous I look. The dress was too beautiful that I almost forget to put on my undies. I gaped at myself for some time before I turned to move back to the bedroom. "Ohh" I shouted as I almost hit him. Sebastian was standing behind me but I don't know how long he's been there.

"Why are you wearing a mask? The theme is 'Silver Rose,' not 'Phantom of the Opera.'" I spun around, clutching a whisk like a defensive weapon. "Monsieur Julian! It is ze tragedy! Ze 'Sudden French Allergy' has returned with a vengeance! My eyes, zey are watering like ze fountains of Versailles! Ze doctors say I must protect ze mucous membranes from ze dust of ze ballroom!" Julian stepped closer, squinting at me. "A French allergy? You’re allergic to France?" "No! I am allergic to ze... ze American glitter! It is too shiny! My delicate European eyes, zey cannot take it! I must wear ze mask or I shall sneeze into ze lobster bisque, and nobody wants a snotty lobster, non?"

When they took out the object that was in the bag, I wanted to vomit so much. It was a decapitated man's head. You could say that she was still fresh with blood still flowing, but what caught my attention was her eyes.His pupils were red and the rest was black. Oh no, they killed a giant! "So you probably understood what he is, but do you know who he is, Your Majesty? By intuition that I hoped was false, I knew exactly who this man was. I swallowed and asked who he was.

Then you change into your costume, a Phantom of the Opera outfit with a cape and a mask that covers most of your face but leaves your chin and mouth exposed. Amazingly, your plan works and they let you into the party. You guess they figure that anyone who goes to the trouble of getting a costume must have been invited. You stand in the middle of the crowded room watching all the masked strangers making out, feeling like you’re in a budget version of Eyes Wide Shut. Tom Cruise, eat your heart out.

Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle. Mark rushed after the phantom, his feet, and his hands aiding his movement, while his fangs were exposed toward the other. He tore the phantom with his claws, causing the other to stagger, while he still had his large shoulders to push the phantom to the ground. He growled at its face, showing off his strength. His pride was subdued by the counterattack of the phantom when the phantom arose from the ground and speared him off from the ground onto the ground. The phantom was on him, his fangs driven into Mark's neck, which caused the other to growl loudly. He drove his claws into the Phantom's

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.

sat beside her and gently wiped her blood by back of his sleeves, “why is this happening so frequently to you, Didn’t you said you already got solution on it?” Mike questioned her however she ignored his questioned and hastily wiped remains of blood stain of her face “I told you it’s because of stress and nothing else” She said while Mike kept looking at her with suspicious look “let’s go..” she said breaking her eye contact with him, they both stood up and with long steps Erica quickly followed Aslam as Mike and Meenakshi followed behind her, once they all reached near palace a familiar smell hit their nose “Is is… it red sandalwood smell?” Meenakshi questioned Aslam “Yes Its Red Scandalwo

"There's no time to cry, Carly. Go to Mist Valley. You have to go there. That's where the most effective cure, the Moonlight Flower, grows. I planted it when I was 18. It's the only hope left." We hit the road again. This time, I gripped the wheel and drove through the downpour. The broken werewolf ghost sat in the passenger seat, using his only remaining right hand to guide me. "Turn left… There's a pit ahead… Carly, hang in there." 18-year-old Ronan's voice grew weaker and weaker, fading like he might vanish any second.

His next target was his former chef, Richard but he knew he had to be on disguise if he wants it to be successful. But the police were still after him and others. Besides, he had parted ways with all his partners in crime. It was safer that way in the dire situation. Although he didn't had any money on him. He robbed a store where they sell humanoid masks and carted away with many masks he could. He needed to be on disguise to kill his next target.