Percival Pj Masks Novels & Stories

Percival grabbed the masking spray and gave me a serious look. “Hey, close your eyes,” he said, his breath cool against my skin. I felt a shiver, though my earlier desire had faded. I looked up and met his eyes, my confusion evident as I glanced between him and the spray in his hand. “What are you going to do?” I whispered, anxiety creeping into my voice, hoping he wasn’t planning something I feared.

“Did you sleep well, princess?” “No, Daddy.” “She had a dream that the raccoon stole your pancakes,” Taylor said. Daniel gasped. “Ricky? Say it ain’t so!” Olivia giggled louder. “He didn’t mean to!” He placed her gently in small chair and sat across from her. “Mama made you something special. Close your eyes.” Immediately, she placed her hands over her eyes. Taylor brought the plate over, three pancakes shaped like bunny ears, with blueberries for eyes and syrup in a swirl.

I playfully slapped my hand to my forehead and scolded him for frightening me earlier. "What? I just averted a major disaster," he said, defending himself with a confident smirk. Thankfully, we didn't have to search for masks for too long. Kenny was determined to find the perfect ones for all of us, especially for Jasper. He finally settled on a silver mask adorned with blue stones and feathers that perfectly complemented my dress. For Jasper, he found a sleek black and blue mask, and for himself, a simple black mask with elegant black stones.

I bet you look good in it, too. The bass from the party downstairs thumps through the mattress, a slow, steady beat that matches the pulse in my cock. I lie there, alone in the dark, waiting for the next buzz and it comes too quickly. Barnabythebear: Tomorrow at the rink by 8 PM. Come if you want *wink emoji*

Lex perused the masquerade, feeling somewhat elated by the fact that he was indistinguishable. He adjusted his white and gold mask that covered his entire forehead but extended only to half of his face. The overall colour was white with an acrylic effect. The gold highlighted the eyelids and accentuated the mask.

I turned to face the direction of the voice I heard and instantly muttered the person's name. "Percival?" He stared at me with a blank expression on his face. His eyes were still the same dark brown ones yet enticing. He had double eyelids, obvious eyelashes, and he will look at you as if you're some inanimate object. Percival also had a chiseled jawline, and his hair was almost always a little messy but brushed back. He had a body that matched his almost perfectly sculpted face. I can see why most women would throw themselves at him even with the cold aura he has.

It formed a blade which stretched further, being about the length of half his arm. The wind took the sands of the shore and made it molten. This served as a mask for Pete, for the reason being, "Her seeing him one more time could have devastating consequences." It was a brown looking mask with a series of black lines scattered around it. There was a smiley drawn over the lip area, thus, he believed he was secured from causing doom, the second time. She choked as she fell to the ground. She caught her grip fast and stood immediately.

one of those buyer among crowd was Albert… Albert brought three paper mask and went back to house where Draco and Jasmine were busy with their planning for freeing Terra and Petro… “Master, here are mask that you asked for” Albert said and handed Draco there half face mask which were in shape of half moon and were decorated with pigeon feather and some sham white glass stones…. “Good… now go take some rest, we have trouble to go through in evening” Draco replied and Albert bowed his head and left Draco and Jasmine alone as he went to barn and sat on his wooden cot that was placed inside it…. in meantime Jasmine was curiously staring at bright white colored mask in Draco’s hand.

Kio said as he gestures for Percival to follow him. Kio is Percival's secretary and best friend. He is also the twin brother of that annoying bastard named Rio. Percival nodded and followed his friend, not looking back. They kept on walking until they got out of the horrible place, the polluted air mixed with women scents made him cover his nose. “Here's a mask, Mr. Reddson.” Kio gave Percival a mask for him to wear. “Let's go, I still have a lot of work to do. Why did I even bother coming here, what a waste of time.”

Caitlin, fascinated, made her way over to the wall, and reached up and touched one. “Go ahead, try it on,” Polly said. “It’s fun. You can be anyone you want. And you can switch every night. That’s what Venice is about.” Caitlin gingerly removed a mask. It was the most unusual of them all. It was ornate, with a Persian or Indian influence, and its colors were copper, gold, and a burnt orange. A pattern of flowers was carved over the forehead and down between the eyes, giving it a regal quality.