Richard Jeni The Mask Novels & Stories

Sijjin is his driver’s name. “No sir,” Sijjin replied. “Sir, if you don’t mind, I have a mask, it’s just... it’s just it has a cat sketched on it and it is pink,” Olivia said in an apologetic voice... “Yea, okay. Give me the mask,” Max said. He doesn’t care if it was pink or black. Especially when it’s from Olivia.

© Angel Adigwe, 2022 Published by Angel Adigwe. INTRODUCTION Damien white is the CEO of white enterprises. An event which occured in the past led to him always wearing a mask over his face. But no one really knew what happened. Even when he gets asked by people about the reason for the mask he still refuses to disclose anything about it and instead choose to live like that. But there's was a particular someone though who always puts a smile on Damien's face and gives him joy each time he thinks of her.

SUNESIS'S POV The silver mask was cold against my skin. It felt completely different from the hot, stuffy air of the dressing room. I stood in front of the broken mirror, my hands shaking as I fixed my long black silk dress. I made sure the fabric covered my shoulders and arms perfectly. I had to hide everything from my neck down. Underneath the smooth cloth were the deep, ugly burn scars that ruined my body, the painful marks from the fire that took my family away.

Chapter 97: The one I met at the Operation Garett’s Point Of View My mind would not take it initially. My grip on my gun tightened, and my eyes were on the man struggling with my men. He wore no mask, no disguise. Just him—Thorne. I felt as if the ground below me had disappeared. My whole body went rigid, my chest barely rising for air. I had a mask over myself, my identity hidden, but my hands shook. What the hell is he doing here?

"James?" Luke and Mr. Preston exclaimed at the same time. The newcomer was James Brennan, my junior, who had joined the hospital as an intern at the same time as Kate. "James Brennan, is this how you speak to the dean?" Luke chided with a frown. "Has studying abroad made you forget your manners?" James had studied abroad and was one of the few doctors in this hospital that wasn't under Luke's mentorship. Because of this, Luke had never liked James. He always saw the latter as a privileged rich kid who managed to worm his way into a medical career overseas.

Jennifer said, the word boring reminding me of Jake and what I had just seen. "I am not boring" I berated angrily, turning to the bartender "Give me the strongest you got" I said, making up my mind to just have fun. If Jake could do it, so could I. "That's my girl" Jennifer praised smiling at me, I rolled my eyes at her, sipping the drink the bartender served. I turned to find Jennifer gawking at someone, tracing her eyes to find a handsome man in a blue suit, in his hand was a mask with a holding stick, his face showing half of the time.

When she glanced at Nana, her expression was glowing with excitement. “No, he’s not—” “I’m Alex,” Aaron declared. He stepped forward, set the box down, and walked up to Nana. Taking her hand, he kissed it gently. Nana giggled, then shot Mackenzie an approving smile. “What a gentleman! Kenzie, why have you kept him from us all this time?” Nana teased, curiosity dancing in her voice. Mackenzie stood frozen, utterly dazed. She couldn’t believe what was unfolding right before her eyes.

Elowen POV. The leather sofa in VIP Room Three still held the warmth of the last client. I could feel it through the thin crimson silk barely covering my body as I adjusted my position, making sure every angle was perfect. The jeweled mask sat secure against my face, catching the low amber light, hiding everything that mattered while showing everything that didn't. My red hair fell in waves over my bare shoulders. No brown wig or oversized cardigan swallowing my curves tonight. Tonight, I was Nyx, and Nyx didn't hide.

HYun-woo asked as soon as he arrived at the meeting place. "I've just arrived, boss," the man responded, presenting him with the requested item. Upon inspection, he felt content as the mask appeared remarkably authentic, ensuring that his true identity would remain undetectable. After completing the payment, he quickly departed and returned to his condo to try on the newly acquired hyperreal mask.

A man's hand immediately reached out and set me down on my feet, his familar scent making me giddy with excitement. I looked up with a smile and immediately staggered, the joyful smile on my face evaporated. He was wearing exactly the same clothes, armor, and mask the man who killed my father and destroyed us wore that day. No it was the same man, I was sure of it now. I gasped again as I stared at him in horror, refusing to believe that my new crush is actually my monstrous enemy. He hurriedly removed his mask, noticing the change in my expression. "Do not be afraid. It's me, Richard, your husband. This is my war apparel. I just came back from the war front. I didn't have time to change" he