Miguel O'hara Mask Novels & Stories

The mask covered from her forehead to just above her cheekbones, leaving her lips and jawline exposed. "An excellent choice," Madam V commented as Honey removed the mask she was wearing and carefully tied the ribbon of the new mask behind her head. "It complements your coloring beautifully." Honey studied her reflection in a nearby mirror. The mask transformed her, lending her an air of mystery that made her own features seem foreign and exciting. Even she wouldn't recognize herself. "Are you ready to continue?" Madam V asked. Honey nodded, a flutter of anticipation in her stomach. "Yes."

I and the other girl sighed and walked back to sit on the floor. Suddenly Mia rushed in breathing heavily, Mere looking at her she seemed, shocked yet excited. "Ms. Yolanda" She called panting. Yolanda turned away from the old man and stared at Mia. "Mia,what?" She said. Before Mia could say a word , a figure of a heavily built young man walked in. He was on mask, so I couldn't see his face but I'll say he's handsome, his hair was dyed , yellow and it fitted him.

Sneaky glared at him, and he shut his mouth, “Miles, what is your celebrity name?” “Masketer!” Owen exclaimed like a clown. “Mask Man” Chang Mang commented, Miles touched his nose, and Sneaky protested “no way” Owen's face fell, “why?” With a straight face, Sneaky replied, "they sound scary” Owen “_” Chang Mang “_” Miles replied, "Mora's mask” Sneaky's hand froze on the cursor, Miles turned around, and entered his mother's room, he retrieved the mask and wore it.

He picked a red mask. “The colour is–” “This is for you,” Sarang interrupted. “You always wear dull colours. Red is considered a lucky and rich colour.” Sarang slipped the mask onto Lucian’s face. It was shaped like an owl, adorned with rhinestones and feathers, cool against Lucian’s skin. Lucian studied his reflection, hands clasped behind him, giving a nod of approval. “Thank you.” Lucian said. Sarang grinned in victory. Lucian chose a blue mask and gently fastened it on Sarang’s face, his fingers caressed his cheeks as his dark eyes lingered.

******** Getting into his study,the secretary handed over the personal information of Renee Gallo. Then Chad walked into the study and helped in removing the mask from his face.The mask was made so perfectly so resemble burnt skin and anyone who saw it thought that it was his real skin. But his face had only one scar. And it wasn’t as hideous as the the mask. In fact,even with that long line below his left eye,he was still very handsome. “Should I put away the mask, sir?Miss Gallo passed the test.I believe if she sees you like this,she wouldn’t be scared of you at all.”

“So what are you going to do to us, Mr. Serrano? Are you going to invite Mr. Southern Sr. here?” Nollace came out of the hall. He had put on a mask to cover half of his face. With his golden hair, light-colored pupils, and pronounced jawline, he looked exactly like a foreigner, with half of his face covered. He took one step down the stairs after the other and continued. “Well, it seems like I don’t have to introduce myself anymore since you know who I am.” Joaqin harrumphed coldly. “It seems to me that you have no qualms in making us your enemy after what you did to my daughter!”

I nodded and sat in the waiting chair. I looked at Doctor Milka. He seemed to be in his late forties and was wearing a black mask. I tried to catch a glimpse of his face for any sign of a scar, but there was none to be seen. I remembered that M had a scar running across his face from his left ear to the right ear, passing across his nose. But here, I couldn't see the scar or the outline of a mask. "Doctor Milka, I just came to see the famous magic doctor," I said to him politely. "I will get going now," I said, standing up and waving at him.

“Mia, why didn’t you come find me? If it weren’t for my mega money, I wouldn’t even know where you were staying!” I looked around, ensuring no one was watching, then pulled Sean inside. “Your red hair is too conspicuous. Being with you would expose me.” “The law doesn’t forbid celebrities from watching races!” “I’m not talking about my celebrity identity.” “Then what else could it be? Miracle doctor?” I rolled my eyes, pulled a mask from my bag, and put it on, smirking. “Guess.” “You… you…” Sean pointed at the mask, speechless. I waved my hand. “Official introduction: I am Hestia.”

Sijjin is his driver’s name. “No sir,” Sijjin replied. “Sir, if you don’t mind, I have a mask, it’s just... it’s just it has a cat sketched on it and it is pink,” Olivia said in an apologetic voice... “Yea, okay. Give me the mask,” Max said. He doesn’t care if it was pink or black. Especially when it’s from Olivia.

"I almost forgot—here. Our identities are very confidential right now, so wear the mask, just in case." The mask was black in color with no cartoon pattern on it at all. Miles pouted in contempt at the mask and asked, "Why do I have to wear it, not you?" Ollie's eyes lit up slyly. "You're the older brother, aren't you? If that's what you are, you should be more understanding toward your younger brother. Besides, you're wearing brand-named products from head to toe and kind of stand out. Unless...you're in the mood for being pinched on the cheek and forced into taking selfies with all the nurses in the hospital?"