Quítate La Máscara Meme Novels & Stories

I mused out loud, then pressed my lips together with wide eyes when I heard Miles growl. I had my finger hovering over a picture with a clear view of my mask, but it also had a clear view of Alexi’s dick going into my mouth. Definitely not a picture you want your mate to see. “Do you miss it?” Mick asked flatly. “Not really,” I shrugged. “I was just wondering.” “The correct answer is no, Chloe,” Cortina sighed. “I don’t miss the work,” I tried not to roll my eyes. “The mask was what gave me my first taste of freedom though. Freedom with my body.”

Martina felt like the universe had finally succeeded in mocking her. “You have been a fool all your life, Martina” Hardin growls, his lips curving up in a mocking smirk, “you have always been a fool” “I trusted you, Melisa” Martina cried out, “I was there for you when..” “Oh, shut it” Melissa interrupted her, “you didn’t make me Martina” she grabbed a hold of her hair and yanked her closer, “you were only a stepping stone to give me the life I wanted Martina, i never saw you as a friend and neither did I see you as an enemy either. You have done what you should for us, i think it is time to get rid of you now”

This was the first time I was speaking to him without mercy. He was at a loss for words, his face gray. "Since you're so enamored with Kate, let's just break up. Pack your things up and get out of my house today. I'll delete the paper I was writing for you as well." With that, I left without looking back. James sneered mockingly at Brandon before following me out.

She slapped Penny on the back of her head and pointed at the pigeon head mask she was wearing. "Oh, my bad! I literally forgot." Penny flashed a nervous goofy grin. "But isn't it a good way to keep our identities hidden? The head masks are giving us freedom of mobility. We don't have to worry about cameras or curious passersby who may take a photo of us and post it online."

He loved to feign it as a good brother. "Does it make you uncomfortable to be in the spotlight? With that mask?" He gestured and sarcastically blew out the sh*t. I couldn't wait for the day I removed that fake scar from my face and tossed it onto his grave. "No, I'm fine!" "Be confident, brother. Remove that mask and don't care about people's comments." Everyone was listening to him and seemed to be interested in his silly rants. "Would you please let us p*ss? It is a bit chilly!"

Nosy bitch. “You look tired,” Janelle said to me after a moment. “Wow, thanks,” I deadpanned. “No, like...kinda pale. Hungover?” Before I could answer, Mia cut in. “She looks hot. Shut up, Jan.” I shot her a grateful look. Then Amaya clapped her hands. “Okay! Face masks. I brought the charcoal ones that smell like cucumbers.” “Bless you,” I groaned. “My skin is crying.”

“I just wanted to show you off. For once.” “Oh boy…” Marcus pulled me into a tight hug, crushing me against his bare chest. I buried my face there, sobbing quietly as his strong arms wrapped around me. One hand stroked my back while the other cradled my head. He smelled like warmth and safety, and that only made the rejection hurt more. “We can wear masks,” I mumbled into his skin, desperate. “Lena said there’s a separate party for us. You can wear a mask. No one has to know who you are. I just… I wanted you there with me.”

I bit my lips hard so I wouldn't giggle aloud, I always was extremely tickling at the spot behind my ears, but it was getting more difficult by the second. "I can't take it off like this, you'll have to take off your mask from behind your ears " What?? No freaking way! * * Please don't forget to drop a review !

"Should I wear my mask?" "Yeah," Ray replied, "I thought it would be more fun if you were mysterious to the press." "Yes, I agree," said Fred. "After all, that's your trademark," Ivan said. “And until now no one knows who the person behind Che's mask is. I also agree to keep it hidden.” "How about you Quinn?" I asked. "That's up to you," Quinn replied, "but I agree with them." "Okay, I'll put my mask on," I said.

The pack view always give me some kind of relief as his pack was rated the best in their Kingdom. Tristan, his most loyal guard and also his right hand joined him on the rooftop and stood beside him. " Don't let the thought of your mate bother you your highness, I'm sure you will meet her when the moon goddess want" Tristan said "I'm not worried about when to meet her but I'm more worried about who she will be. Is she going to be a princess? Or she is gonna be a beta? Will she like me with this mask or will she reject me? I fear rejection more than anything as I don't wanna die as a lonely alpha. Mum said she will be the one to remove this mask, what if she is a witch? Or a vampire? How woul