Mother 3 Masked Man Novels & Stories

The mask Guy Chapter thirty three (33) Mr smith . Mr smith walked into the police station with masculine men following him . With the look of things the masculine men are his body guard . “ I want to see miss Chloe smith “ mr smith said immediately he stepped into the building. He was having a good time with some of his girls when he got a call from the police that his daughter Chloe was arrested.without wasting time he came immediately as he needed to bail her out of the police custody before the case gets to the public. As he can’t afford that since once it gets to the public it’ll affect his business and he can’t risk that because of Chloe .

She sighed and nodded quietly, I gave her a tight hug before heading out. "Mom, I'm leaving" I said to mom as I left. I'll inform Wymond about this, he might have an idea what those creatures are. ★★★★★ Third person's point of view. (Outside evergreen pack _ the masked man's cave) Drake glared at the masked man who's laughing annoyingly loud beside him, he balled his fist and clenched his jaw. "It was a success! It was a success!" the masked man shouted. "You didn't tell me your experiment involved hurting my pack members!" he growled at the masked man.

We were forced to kneel in front of a man who had a mask on… "Who would've thought Cristian Cattaneo would let his guard down?" The masked man spoke shaking his head "Who are you and what do you want?" My dad asked bitterly, I was shivering beside my mother. "To end you for good" the masked man answered. "Now let's make this fun" he aggressively dragged me and forced a gun into my hand. He held my hand and aimed at my father "shoot him" he ordered me "I can't" I cried bitterly

I run up the steps. "FERMARE!" (STOP!) "FERMARE!!!" (STOP!!!) I scream running up the stairs in panic, I finally reach the third floor, I'm breathing harshly by this point. I scan around nervously, my eyes widen when I see the scared mother on her knees with her hands bound behind her back, her baby is crying in the hold of a scary looking masked man.

Grandpa mack said in a edgy tone " If you need help..." "I'm fine" Isabelle kiss his cheek "You don't have to worry about me" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rick take the antidote and shake it before opening it. "If you hurt anyone, I'll kill you myself" The masked man tilt his head " I'm not real and before you find me I would be gone,thanks for the code" " I didn't give you Isabelle" " Your daughter will be perfectly fine but not Isabelle" "I'll tell them all to stand be on standby the moment you leave"The masked man scowl "One person knowing who you're won't be so wonderful"

I do not want to lose my only family. Kinuha ni Nanay ang pot holder na nakalapag sa isang mesa bago buksan ang bagong lutong pagkain. The smoke from the newly stewed pork mounted and spreading on to the high ceiling. Iwinasiwas ko ang kamay para alisin ang usok na tumatakip sa paningin. Nanay was wearing a mask to keep herself from being exposed in too much smoke.

"Please Joan, let's settle this amicably. Marriage is hard, I know. But things will get better. This is a minor issue we can solve without going to the extremes. Listen to me, Joan. I am your mother." There was only one person Joan couldn't bear to see heartbroken. That person was her mother. She would have given in to her mother's plea, but recalling how twisted her situation was at the moment, she became confused as hell. In the heat of the moment, three knocks hit the door, distracting them all from their present predicament. Richard moved to answer the door. As soon as he opened it, the tip of a gun was placed against his forehead by a masked man, prompting him to take backwards steps wh

Flora scrambled to her feet, her voice trembling as she pleaded, "What's going on? Where are you taking me?" The M*ckey mask remained impassive, offering no answers. He shoved her roughly towards the door, his cold, hard eyes daring her to resist. "No! Leave her alone!" Catarina cried out, her voice filled with desperation. “Don't you dare hurt her!” The man turned his head slightly, the mask's painted smile eerily mocking. "Behave yourself if you want to see her alive again," he barked, his voice cold and devoid of emotion, distorted by the mask.

Except my hands were tied! It was as if she could see the future when she said we’ll be seeing more of each other. And if I were, to be honest like a dying monk, I’d rather shut my dick on a car door than be in a 5-mile radius with that grenade. “Look at you.” Mom cooed stepping into the living room, a black mask fixed on her face, tied in a knot behind her the back of her head, just right on top of a sleek bun.

she asked with concern. "I saw him...I saw him...," I said, trembling with emotion. "I saw the father of my children. I saw my baby's father," I managed to say, my voice cracking. Amelia's eyes widened in shock. "What? Who did you see? Where?" she asked, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I took a deep breath before sharing my story with Amelia. I told her I had seen the mysterious masked man we had all been looking for, and shockingly, I recognised him. As I spoke, my tears flowed freely, and Amelia listened intently, offering words of comfort and support.