Sailor Moon Masked Novels & Stories

It sent a shiver down my spine, for there was a familiarity in their gaze, a connection I couldn't quite comprehend. "Who are you?" I demanded, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and fear. "What do you want?" The masked figure's laughter echoed through the mist, chilling me to the core. "Oh, Queen Yennifer, you have no idea what lies beneath the surface. The secrets we hold, the power we possess, it is far beyond your comprehension." I struggled to process their words, the weight of Lady Elara's warning resonating within me. There was something more to this masked figure, something deeper than the battle we had just fought. But time was slipping away, and I needed answers.

Selene's POV My eyes were stung with a flash of light, and I growled, rolling over away from it. My peace was ruined. "Moon Goddess, come on?" I growled. I opened one eye slowly, hoping against hope to see some miracle—a flat chest, zits, maybe a beard. No such luck. My mom stood over by the window over near the far side of the room, smiling tightly as she opened the curtains. "Good morning, my love," she gasped,

The intricate details of the gown, adorned with delicate lace and meticulous embroidery, wove a tapestry of beauty that left Selena feeling mesmerized. The maid rushed to the wardrobe to get the mask as she carefully extended her hand toward Selena, offering her a delicate, gold mask with a handle. As Selena graciously accepted the mask, her fingers instinctively gripped the handle, holding it firmly. A mischievous smile played on her lips as she admired the intricate details of the mask.

This reason made Madam Ganeia convinced that the Krysts were indeed a different level of a warrior. Now, the arrival of the two maidens. Everyone was pretending to not know who Vivien was, but quite a few of the older members of the team recognized her and her friend, Marjien Zung. The mask that Vivien wore was a give away. It was a mask known by the villages, saying that they were being protected by a masked lady in white and her golden haired sidekick. Those eyes, though. He wasn't going to forget them anytime soon. So warm and startled and beautiful… but it was full of grief and fear.

SELENE “I said take off the mask,” Zarek said again, this time his voice was cold and deep. The young maid hesitated, her hands shaking so fast before she could reveal her face and pull off the black mask. I could hear my own breath. She removed it slowly. Under the mask wasn’t some stranger. It was a maid Zarek recognized from the way he softened his expression. And she was also one of the kitchen hands—I’d seen her placing cutlery, smiling faintly anytime she saw me pass by.

She glared at me again. “W-what did you really give me, Marloise?” I asked, fear, mixed with dread, crawling up my spine in low trickles. A sheen of sweat covered my skin, and the once cool room suddenly became raging hot. Marloise stopped her frantic pacing, her head cocked at an unnatural angle. The Misha mask was entirely gone, replaced by the twitching, skeletal remains of a woman driven mad by her own pseudo-science.

On the other hand, before Luna could even take off her cloak, Konrad immediately made her wear a silver mask that looked the same as his. "Is the mask uncomfortable? I made sure it would be to your liking but you might have found something you don't like," Konrad said to her in a considerate manner—although his voice was now monotonous because of the mask that his research group made with an attached voice changer—as he carefully caressed the mask on Luna's face. The woman just smiled inside the mask but it wasn't seen as only their eyes were the only part that were free from it. "This is fine. You don't have to worry. Let's enter your kingdom, shall we?" Luna said in an assuring tone before

The dragons looked as if they were floating. The one that Ewan wore was only a toy. "How beautiful…" Sara was very excited when she received the mask; she was struck dumb. Nimbus laughed. "Miss Sara, our Sect Master ordered it especially for you. It is the same as the one he has. He said that you are beautiful and kind, and so, you deserve to have the same mask too."

Do I know her? She is wearing a lilac dress that flows down her body, kissing her curves and putting some nice boobs on display. No, I surely would remember those. The color of the dress matches her mask, like everybody else’s does. It’s quite common actually. Hers, on the other hand, has her looking regally. She has her hair falling on her shoulders like a black silky waterfall. I don’t do dark haired. I’m still staring as my thought has me tearing back to reality. I look back to my date as her voice and the loud music which faded momentarily hits me back full force. My thoughts, however, wander back to the masked woman that just had caught my attention.

Shit, this makes me nervous. "Before you go inside, you must use this, ma'am. Tonight is a special night of the month when we do this masquerade party. So, anyone can meet others without knowing his or her identity." Josh gives me a white lace mask. "Okay, so no one will know me?" "Yes, correct, and here, use this bracelet. Enjoy your night, ma'am." Lucky for me. Not even Selene or Gabriel can't identify me. This is so good.