Miguel O'hara Mask Novels & Stories

"How is it now? Does it fit?" Jonah smiled amusedly. He pulled at Hazel's black mask, making sure it covered her mouth and nose perfectly. "Now, this is the right fit." Hazel protested, her eyes glaring from behind the large sunglasses. "No one would recognize me here, you know!. The wig, the wide sunglasses, the face mask, even the fake mole on my face. Is all this really necessary?"

He was wearing black sunglasses and his hair was a buzz cut. I watched as Miguel shifted his hand in his pocket and pulled out a leather wallet. I did the same thing and showed the guards that we weren't underaged. So, they unhooked the red belt of the barrier in front of us, as I glanced at Miguel before we stepped inside.

"What an entertaining show. Brava, Dr. Seville! Now, let's send the three of you to the police station to explain yourselves." Mr. Preston froze momentarily before smoothing out his expression. "Explain ourselves? What do we have to explain? We were just discussing work with Dr. Seville here. What evidence do you have to arrest us?" He turned to the surveillance camera on the rooftop. "That camera's been broken for a week." Of course, he'd broken them himself. "Surveillance cameras? I don't need that." James tilted his head and stepped aside, revealing a whole throng of people behind him, blocking the stairwell.

Ursa and Mike wore tiger and deer masks, respectively. From a distance, they resembled two beasts fighting—or perhaps performing an animal-themed dance. Indeed, Helena's suggestion to wear masks added to the spectacle. The officials from Nidora were all on edge. Ursa, with his massive frame, moved with remarkable agility. Within a few moves, he hoisted Mike into the air and slammed him down hard. The spectators were horrified. As for Mike, he was utterly terrified. This wasn't a match—his opponent was out for blood! Realizing he couldn't win and was being savagely beaten, Mike scrambled to his feet, intending to surrender. But Ursa, seeing through his intentions, grabbed him and delivered a

He motioned his men forward and trained his gun on the car. Aria stepped out first, holding Landon's hand. They were completely unfazed as they stood where they were, waiting for Hogan to approach. "Hogan, your mask isn't doing its job. I can still tell it's you," Aria called out. Hogan stopped. He wore the mask to hide his ties to the NIO. If anyone found out, it would be a scandal. "I have no idea what you're talking about," he said quietly. "We received an order. We're here to kill you. That's it."

She danced and mingled with ease, while I found solace at the bar, sipping on a drink and watching the partygoers from afar. As the night progressed, I found myself feeling more at ease with the party's anonymity. The masks allowed me to forget about my past and embrace the mystery and intrigue of the night. But that all changed when I saw him - a tall, dark stranger, dressed in a black suit and mask. He stared at me, making me feel uncomfortable. I quickly averted my gaze, pretending to be interested in my drink, but he approached me nonetheless. "Hey there, beautiful. May I have this dance?" he asked, his voice smooth and low.

"Yes. Oliver will stay behind and keep an eye on things." "Safe travels," I said, my voice hardly above a whisper as my mind moved on. Well, here it is-the chance of a lifetime. The morning after Garrett was gone, I wasted no time. With Oliver's help, I slipped out of the villa, my disguise simple but effective. A hat, sunglasses, and plain clothes obscured my features just enough to blend into the crowd. Gavin was waiting for me at a discreet location nearby, his sleek car blending seamlessly into the city's backdrop.

"Do you take this woman to be your wife, to stand by her through thick and thin?" "I do," the man said, his voice muffled by the mask. The guests whispered in awe. Howard Larson, the Larson family's big shot, was so in love with me that he would not let a bad cold stop our big day. He did not want to disappoint me. "Wait a second." The man's eyes darted around, and his forehead was dotted with sweat. I smiled and asked, "Howard, you're looking a bit pale. Too busy with the wedding to remember your medicine?"

The Masquerade mask was Harriet's special mask, a white snake mask with one eye hole on the right side. "Actually, this is my mother's mask," said Harriet quietly. She then smiled and held up another mask box. Harriet showed it to Liam who was still furrowing his brows at her previous words and opened the box. Another white mask appeared in their vision. It was a white wolf mask with golden stripes around its eyes. Harriet smiled proudly showing the mask design. It was the one she ordered yesterday, which turned out to be perfect and ready at just the right time. "This is for me?" Liam asked.

They called me I don't know if ill run, but I'm strong I can manage to beat them, but the problem is that they are 3 and I'm all alone. I'm ready to run when one of the gangsters throw an empty can of beer exactly to my head " I'm sorry I'm not looking for trouble" I apologized, I'm ready to walk when one of them pulled my collar and throw me on the ground "I told you I'm not here to mess with you guys!" I said calmly, I'm controlling myself now, I don't want to fight them back I was about to stand up when the man wearing a mask, I guess the leader of this shit suddenly punched me on my face, he messed with my face