Michael Afton Bear Mask Novels & Stories

Inside: sleek, custom-designed masks that said we RSVP'd with style. I held one up, letting it catch the light like a prize. “This, my dear Ashton, is what cool looks like.” I handed them each a mask—bright, playful things in yellow, green, orange, and pink, all adorned with different floral patterns. Ashton held up his pink mask like it was a dead rat. “Why the hell did you give me pink?” he groaned, his face twisted in theatrical disgust. “Do I look like a girl to you?”

As I land on all fours I stretch out and shake my fur to get the rest of the skin and blood off. My bear's name is Yona. It's Cherokee for bear. Our mate stood there smiling like a lunatic. "Holy crap. This is amazing. You are so furry." She walked up and started running her hands through our dark brown fur. She didn’t even mind getting a bit of blood on her hands. It was mostly off but there was always a bit left. Humans were usually terrified of Yona. He has a huge scar on his right eyelid. Another scar on his side and a huge scar down the left side of his ribs. All from war. All from trying to defend his people and the people who stood up for him.

It was going to be a grand night. "No, we won't until you both put this on." Justin said from the front of the car. He turned around and handed something to each of them specifically. When they looked at it clearly, they saw that it was a beautiful mask on their hands. They both looked at it with a small confusion before sharing the same look with her. "Dominic or none of you told me it was a mask party. Why do we need to wear a mask?" Athena voiced out her confusion while looking back and forth between the mask and Justin.

"It's all Uncle Atherton's fault! He knew that the ugly uncle was Big Demon, but he deliberately incited us to fool him..." Ollie pressed his lips and then suggested, "How about we pretend not to know the truth and still treat the ugly uncle as Mommy’s cousin?" Miles flicked the suspenders of his jeans and then nodded. He was about to say something when a noise of a cracked stick sounded in the garden. Ollie and Miles looked at each other and then walked to the path. A man stood straight against the light, with one hand in his pocket. A silver mask was on his face, hiding the horrific birthmark.

hoping it would be my two best friends. I watched anxiously as the door opened and my smile reached my eyes when Kellen and Mike came through the door. I cast my glance at Mike sweeping down his body, happy to see he didn’t seem injured or have any repercussions from the bear attack. Kellen was first to reach me, kissing my temple and then moving back so Mike could do the same.

A gasp escaped my lips as the light shone on Nana, seated on a chair in the middle of the large room, her mouth gagged and fear written all over her face. A man, dressed in black and in a black mask stood behind her with a gun to her head. "No!" I whispered as I looked on. "So this is the knight in shining armor?" A voice came from my right and I almost jumped out of surprise. There was another man dressed like the first man, sitting on a chair to my right. "Who are you and what do you want?" I asked angrily. "I just want what is mine." His voice was so calm as he spoke. It was eerily calm, like he had done it numerous times, and taken the lives of some unlucky few.

Bile rose in my throat thinking it was probably the fur of a spirit animal he wore and wondered how he could be so vile as a shifter himself to wear it. “Oh, little miss Swift.” The vile werebear chuckles showing me his mouthful of rotting teeth. “It seems you stole from the wrong Bear this time.” He glares right at me, his skin a pale pink with darker pink swirls peeking out from under his clothes and trailing up his neck to the base of his skull behind his ears. Much like the marks on Jonda and of the headless body at Miko’s. I didn’t know Garrison personally, but I knew of him, and it seems he knew of me too.

Amelia added dreamily and she squealed “I can’t waitttt!!!” ************** As the final sunset of the year dipped, party guests began trooping in to the Sinclair mansion while Anita stood at the door to welcome them, handing out specific mask to each person. That was the rule of the party, no two persons could have the same mask, but Anita had something else up the puffy sleeves of her black sequin dress. She stood expectantly, a bright smile plastered on her face as she handed out the masks, and hand written descriptions to the guys, but when Ethan and Jackson approached, her smile widened even more, alongside the sinister look playing on her face. She faced Jackson first, avoiding Ethan’s

The question is, will I survive? The guard suddenly rushes in. He points at me and throws me something, which I quickly catch. “Put that on. Alpha Zao wants to see that on you.” “What…is it?” I ask, standing up. “A mask? I don’t know,” he says with anger. I look at it. It’s a tasseled nose‑and‑mouth mask. The dangling tassels are made with rhinestones, and the bottom part curves into a V shape that frames my jaw and chin when I put it on.

When it was time to leave, Elizabeth even hugged the big bear who had given her the balloon and waved at him. "Goodbye, Mr. Bear. You're super cute too." The mascot sauntered away. After walking quite far and ducking into a narrow alley, the bear removed its headpiece, revealing a sweaty but handsome face. It was Julius. His eyes were red-rimmed. After taking off the heavy mascot costume, he pulled out his phone and opened the chat with the contact labeled "Marisol". In her chat was the photo he had just taken. Elizabeth was leaning against the giant mascot bear. Her smile was bright and pure.