Masquerade Couple Novels & Stories

her racing out down before washing her face with hopes that the blush would disappear, before finally going back to the living room. "That we pretty intense. You should have seen yourself, you looked one you were about to pass out." Kelvin says as soon as they reach the house. "Those guys are really weird." Andrea said as soon as she sat down on the couch in the living room. Edward who went to get water for her replied, "As weird as a husband who wears a masquerade mask?" He asks and the both of the chuckle. Shortly after, they follow after the movers to their new homes even though Edward didn't see the need to.

" Aren't you being hard on yourself?" Gallian grabs her hand to walk her through the auction area as they are going to participate as married couples. " Please restrain your curiosity when we are in business! Please lead the way, Honey!" Gallian sighs deeply watching her being in her straight face, as professional as a person can be. The disguise they are in belongs to dead couples who died a few years ago. There is no data about their identity in the database, so it is perfect for them to use.

"Uncle Gusting, are you tired? Come on—I made a delicious lunch, you two will love it." "Wonderful, Amie! You go ahead with your husband first. I’ll sell half the catch and bring the other half home for you to cook tomorrow." "All right—we’ll go on ahead. Be careful, Uncle." Amore took Liam by the arm, and they looked sweet together—though it would have been better if it were real instead of just a show. "Hey Am, do we really need to hold arms? Isn’t this too much?" "Yes—we need everyone to believe us. Someone could notice and get suspicious at any time. Think of it like a movie—we’re the stars, so we have to act well and not ruin the scene."

The gold mask of the two covering their eyes until the nose emphasized their very fox like eyes and pointed nose, even with a cover, the Corden admits how handsome the young master is, but falling their glances to the woman beside him, they can already heave a sigh of disappointment. The media personnels was in awe by the two's visual despite wearing mask, they even cursed inside who decided to make the party a masquerade, that way stops them from knowing many hidden big shots. Marcus already realized how helpful it is to him to have this mask, his father must have requested it! As his accompany, Abby Hill went near him and decided to put her arm locked on his, together they ramped their fas

From the ones of anyone who would look at us, we were a couple who was madly in love with each other. I wasn’t even kidding. If anyone would see us, all dressed up, they would think that we were just a normal couple heading up for a formal party tonight. We were already wearing our masks. Underneath the flowy long ends of my gown, a small sharp knife was hidden underneath my stockings. We agreed not to carry guns just yet and planned to steal two guns from armed men that we saw once we finally got inside the masquerade party’s venue. And looking at Callan in his black well-fitted tuxedo, I couldn’t help but feel awed.

Tristan had a bit of a hard time getting off because he made sure that the clothes he and Skye were wearing wouldn’t get tangled. Looking at Tristan and Skye, they look like real father and son, even more so, and they are wearing the same clothes. “Wait.” I took my bag and the small backpack where my children’s extra things were. As a mother, I didn’t bring a purse bag because I had a few things with me that were for the children. Then I also took our masks, which were placed at the center table. The theme of the party is a masquerade. “Let’s go.” I said to the three as I approached them.

Fara didn’t miss the decorations or the Turkish rugs, the velvet curtains, which covered hidden alcoves where couples could escape from the crowd. Her stomach tightened in anticipation. She wondered if she would happen upon Grant and if he would recognize her at the same time she realized it was him. That was the thing about masques. It was so easy to be mysterious, incognito. She shook her preoccupation away and joined her companions to partake in the meal. They made themselves comfortable in a group of chairs placed along the left side of the ballroom.

It was such a sight tos see and anyone could tell that they made such efforts for their looks right now. "Now let us open for the Masquerade Party! As you know, there will be one woman and one man who will be our Masquerade King and Queen at the end!" The host announced with excitement as he raised his voice. A deafening cheers from the crowd could be heard and those people who were trying to find their soulmate here, couldn't help but get excited, while some others were craving to sit on the royal chair to gain fame and attention. "Are you ready to find your soulmate?!" The host excitedly shouted, making the crowd shout back with a yes.

I'd dated models, actresses, women who made careers out of being beautiful, but none of them had stayed in my head like this masked stranger I'd met for less than five minutes. The door to VIP Room Three stood open, I stepped inside, but she wasn't there yet. I sat on the leather sofa, adjusting my cufflinks out of nervous habit. The door opened. Nyx stepped inside wearing black lace this time. The lingerie left even less to imagination than the crimson from last week. Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders in waves, and that jeweled mask caught the amber light. I couldn’t take my eyes off how stunning she looked in that lace.