Muse Masks Novels & Stories

"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?"

"Isn't this all because of you? If you hadn't helped her back then, would Brianna have ever scored that well in math?" I dug my left hand into my thigh, hard, forcing myself not to tremble. The others smiled and echoed her, as if they'd all suddenly forgotten what they had done to me in high school. During lunch, it was like they were following a script, casually showing off how well their lives had turned out. Finneas took a call and loudly mentioned a deal worth millions of dollars. Melissa showed off a diamond ring that was clearly several carats large. Vexana Jones made sure everyone noticed the luxury watch on her wrist.

I didn’t know the last advertisement I did in New York was for a Korean company! My hair had been dyed dark brown up until a month ago and curled up into a low bun. A white and gold Venetian masquerade mask is perched on my nose and held by my right hand to cover the top half of my face. My skin tone has a bronze tint to it thanks to the foundation. My closed lids are showing off the glittering gold coloured eye shadow that blends perfectly with my skin, and dark waterproof liner emphasized the contours of my eyes. My eyelashes have never looked so long and dark before, and the light blush on my cheeks gave it a rosy glow as my full lips lift in a half-smile, showing off the bright red lipst

A flowing red dress framed my figure, and every careful stroke showed the artist's affection toward me. The artist was Anthony, and the title read, "My Only Muse". A hand-painted portrait carried a weight and romance that no confession could match. The entire social circle was in an uproar, shocked that Anthony, who had always been notoriously wild and arrogant, could fall so deeply for a woman. No one expected that after three years of living in the shadows, I would return, looking vibrant and more breathtaking than ever. Comment after comment calling us a perfect match flooded in, each one landing like a blow, leaving Caleb unable to stay composed.

Guests in exquisite attire moved through the space like phantoms, their laughter, and whispered conversations muffled beneath the low hum of a string quartet. Every face was hidden behind a mask, each more elaborate than the next. Feathers brushed shoulders as people passed, rhinestones caught the light with every tilt of the head, and intricate filigree curled like ivy around the eyes. Some masks were painted in vibrant hues, depicting animals, mythical creatures, or celestial patterns; others were stark and minimalistic, their simplicity a statement of its own.

The sight reminded us of the one thing we had almost forgotten. “Mask,” I whispered to Ivy, and we both quickly reached into our clutches and put them on. My mask was silver, laced with tiny rhinestones that sparkled under the lights. The hall buzzed with excitement. The booming music, mixed with the vibrant lighting, made it impossible not to feel the rhythm in our bones. A live orchestra played on one side of the room, their instruments weaving together a melody that tugged at our feet, making them move on their own.

He says to himself. "I think we are all set Clara" he says to her. "And now for the last and most important thing, the masks, here is a massive selection of face masks, we should not take anymore time here since we are almost running out of time guys" she says as she leads them to the masks area, filled with all types of masks, the guy in the blue suit also gets in the room and starts looking at the masks and in no time, he picks a black masks, it was shaped like a cat face.

"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.

a voice said nearby. A male attendant wearing a yellow mask stepped forward respectfully. Nathaniel nodded to him. The group headed toward a large, old-looking opera house ahead. "Yellow masks are Ark Two," Nathaniel said quietly. "What about Ark Three?" Hayley asked. "White." Just then, the sound of another helicopter landing thundered behind them. As the rotors slowed, a group of people wearing white masks emerged. Hayley stopped. She tightened her grip on the dogs' leashes and watched them approach.

I added "This is mine," he said then fabbed the vintage photo " so this is mine," I said and pulled the heart photo I placed it on my wallet so he does "I will put it here so that every time that I open my wallet I will see your face" he added "Tch..." I glared at him While walking we stopped at a souvenir shop " hey Off walk faster," I said This souvenir shop is the best shop here because you can ask for personalized accessories " P' excuse me.. uhhmm by chance can you make us a bracelet and can you engrave this there," I said and handed him a paper