Royal Mask Novels & Stories

The original diamonds must have been obscenely large, that he had them cut down into claws shows he has so much money he can waste it on decoration, ruining what were possibly priceless gems just to make a point. But none of that was as impressive as his headdress. Attached with some type of sophisticated harness, His headdress and mask is that of an imperial dragon so ornate he looks like he could have stepped from out of an ancient Chinese tapestry. Debrassy wanted to make sure everyone knows who is king of this manor. No, King of New York.

"Well this is interesting" He seems suddenly excited. I swat his hands away as his eyes darken. He's mind-linking. Suddenly a man steps in holding a dagger. "Don't get me wrong, it's a pretty little mark. A crown to represent the Prince- soon to be King. But the thing is, Miss Turner, he won't be the King" I watch as he waves the dagger in front of my face. My eyes follow the path of the blade as it moves just in front of me face. My mark actually begins to tingle with pain. "As of tonight, your mate's pack will die"

We need help, and sometimes the assistance we hire ends up helping us look the part way more than we ever intended it to look. Like my cousin, Marianne, who wore the traditional New Beerenland's royal Victorian brooch and other royal garbs to a church wedding of a commoner she knew. And somehow, the media was there to cover it. She had my grandma's overcoat on her back that was handmade by the Indian women and been sent off as a gift on Christmas Eve by the country's royalty to earmark the tradition of transporting tea and coal that goes all the way back to the 1500s. It was a popular piece of history that captured the local newspaper's attention on the incoming Monday. Why did my cousin Mar

She curtsied and Rose could feel the woman's glare toward her and Dominic despite behaving politely. Rose felt his large hand tugging her, leading her toward the upper case of the stair before pulling out an object toward her. It was a mask. A white mask and a black one. "I didn't know it was a masquerade party," she said, about to take the black one which was less conspicuous when Dominic handed the white and golden mask that would cover half of her face to her dainty fingers. "It's not but it is a party where you would need this mask. Don't let go of my hands," Dominic faintly warned her before bringing her inside the large mansion.

Only members of the Royal family could enter without any checks or formalities. Tsarayu continued walking in the direction which would lead him to the exit. Every time he noticed someone ahead of him, he would change his looks to that of a normal servant, walk by and quickly turn his face back to save the usage time of the mask. On his way to the exit, he also passed by the queen; who didn't even glance at him as she just saw a normal servant. Just to exit the palace, he had already used the mask for over 5 minutes.

Maybe he thought she was crazy because she was talking to someone and she was still wearing a mask. "Ma'am, are you all right?" He asked her when he noticed her. "Ah, yes. I'm fine. I'm sorry because I'm from the party so I haven't removed my mask yet," she replied. "Ah, is that so? Your mask is beautiful. It fits you." "I'll wash it later Manong," she said. "Oh, don't worry, ma'am, it's beautiful," he praised her. "Wow? Thank you!" "Where are you going, ma'am?"

I buried my nose in her silky hair as I tightened my arm around her waist. My business ruled the world. We're called Royal. I'm better in business compared to my younger brother, James. Truthfully, I don't allow anyone near me. I don't even remember after f****** a woman. But she's something - raw fire. Her glimpse ignited me. I hired a lady last night. So, I could get rid of her, this unwanted wedding. But now, I'm certain. I'm not letting her go.

RODWARTEM “What?” surprised, I asked Guenzo as I did not hear what he said. Guenzo sighed. “I said the Queen is looking at you but you are not reacting. Hayys, where did your mind wandered just now?” “Damn,” I cursed as I averted my gaze toward the Queen who was as usual was wearing her ivory mask, who was indeed looking at me. A smile started to form my lips as I bowed with gallantness. In my mind, I was wondering what kind of a face the Queen had inside that ivory mask. Although I was sure she was beautiful. Her lips alone that was uncovered was already that inviting.

Well, at least even if they try to do so then I will be instantly be able to blast his brain. When I am already all set, I grabbed my trademark mask and wore it. It is not actually your ordinary mask because it is a kind of mask that X, the monarch of southeastern region wears. It is the only mask that will make me stand out among the crowd even if there are a lot of them who are wearing very expensive masks.

“You're really recording this?” “Of course,” he said. “If she summons a demon, I want the footage.” I rolled my eyes and leaned forward, choosing five cards. My fingers hovered over each one like they could burn me. She took them from my hand gently, one by one, and flipped the first. It showed a woman wearing a crown, but the crown was cracked. Fire burned in the background while the woman smiled at something we couldn’t see. She nodded slowly. “Queen of Masks. It means you’ll wear many faces before you find your true one. You’re in danger of losing yourself… or becoming someone you never planned to be.”