Michael Afton Bear Mask Novels & Stories

The guard's eyes had a deeper meaning, as if she were a high-energy playgirl who effortlessly moved between different men without any accidents. "Wait." Before entering the supermarket, Eranthe took out a portable bag from the pocket and pulled out a mask. "You're a bit of a celebrity, and there are many white-collar workers living in this area. It's for our safety." Colin frowned, looking at the mask she held, which featured cartoon characters from Minions. "No." He pretended to walk inside, but Eranthe held his arm. "What's wrong? Why won't you wear it?"

Lovelyn's Pov I watched as Maya rushed out of the ward. "What just happened?" I asked as I faced Michael. "That's Maya for you, when she likes something, she chases after it till she gets it" he replied. "I've packed all our belongings so let's get going". "Hold on" he replied and brought out a mask then he wore it on his face. "What's with the mask?" "For people not to recognize me" he replied. "Seems your arrogance has reduced a bit" I said and he glared at me.

Zane continues before ending the call. I ran to my bike, opened the compartment behind and put on the leather jacket I kept inside just in case. I took out my mask, which is enough to cover my mouth and one of my eyes, leaving a hole for me to look. I drew a mouth and other designs on it to make it look cool and it's safe to say that I'm proud of it. If you've ever watched Tokyo Ghoul, you might have an idea or two. It looks just like kaneki's, but mine is better.

Ashton It’s already ten o'clock in the evening. It took us almost four hours to drive before we reached our destination. When Zie and I got out of the car, a huge mansion is proudly flaunting in front of me. Zie held his shoulder again to me and I gladly wrapped my hand around his broad shoulder. When we were about to enter the mansion, Zie took out two black masks and gave it to me. "Do not remove that mask no matter what happens or no matter what you see inside do not make a scene." Zie reminded me. There was a slight nervousness in my chest as I put on the mask. What does he mean by not making a scene? Why would I make a scene?

"Not if he doesn't know that I'm gone." "If you want to buy something, just tell me and I will get it for you." "I want to do something personal." "From a scale of one to ten?" I hummed in thought. "Eleven." "Fine. I'll stall for you but be back before the break is over." "I promise." "Don't forget and carry a mask. It would be troublesome if you encountered fans without having security around." "Don't worry." I said and I pulled out a black mask from my pocket. "I know what to do, remember?"

When we finally got to the Ice pack, Jason handed me a mask. "They can't see your face," he told me. I wore the mask and stepped out of the car. Our guards who had followed us in another car covered me up. As we walked from the parking lot to the packhouse, I thought I will meet with people but there were none. I wondered if Jason had told them not to let anyone outside. When we got to the pack house, there was someone to welcome us. He introduced himself as Arden and tried to look at me. I could see the disappointment on his face when he saw my mask.

Today is really an exhausting day, I want to sleep so bad right now, but I have to prepare all of the necessary stuff that we'd be using in the mission. I took my blazer off and placed it on the couch, and went upstairs to my room. I took some of my clothes and the gadgets that I'll need. I took my medical kits and placed them in a small bag. I took my other gadgets, such as an extra laptop, a smartphone with a secured line, an earpiece, and my handguns and flash grenades. We might not need it since we're going undercover at school, but it can still be risky. In a mission like this, anything can go wrong at any time, which is why we can never trust others and sometimes not even ourselves.

“He’s auctioning kids, Marcus! What the fuck is going on?” We had already put on the masks Marcus had procured from the trunk of his car – simple, elegant black half-masks that covered our eyes, common enough in these high-society, illicit gatherings to not draw attention. They were meant to conceal our identities, but right now, I felt like mine was screaming.

Free to unleash his monster. I grin as I look up at the stone, it's held high up in a column of rock, Bear throws an anchor up the wall as Cookie wraps one end of the rope around the pair of us. I frown as I look at Bear and say. "He won't be able to pull us both up" Cookie chuckles as he replies," wanna bet they don't call him Bear for nothing" And before I have a chance to reply, the pair of us are hauled up the side of the column. Cookie covers my back as the shots go off around us. Thank God Bear insisted on everyone wearing a Kevlar vest.

Aiden, who had been in the middle of drinking, spat his drink out in shock. A long silence stretched between us before I finally exhaled slowly. I took a slow step forward, then another, until I stood between his wide-spread legs, feeling the weight of his gaze roam over me. His eyes gleamed with mischief, amusement, and something darker, something unreadable. “My Mini Bear,” he murmured, his lips curling into a smug smile. I tore my gaze away from him and looked around, suddenly hyperaware of the audience we had drawn. “What!!!” I exclaimed, wide-eyed.