Secrets And Masks Cover Art Novels & Stories

“Even if the footage leaks.” “Even if I upload it deliberately.” I smile behind the mask as I slip it on. “Three anonymous bodies. No faces. Just... content.” Tyler’s eyes darken. “That’s actually hot.” “I know.” I adjust the mask, check my reflection in the laptop camera. The black lace covers from my forehead to my cheekbones, leaving only my lips and jaw exposed. Mysterious. Seductive. Unidentifiable. “Your turn. Ski masks are in the closet. Top shelf.”

According to her, the masks they wear at this club arent the frilly, lacy kind that barely conceal anything. The mask itself is expertly shaped from a thin layer of supple leather and is painted in vibrant shades of blue and purple and black. When its on, it covers my face from the bottom of my cheeks to the top of my forehead, the edges sweeping up from the eyeline to emulate wings. Each one is scattered with tiny jewel-colored crystals that catch the light and shimmer iridescently. The only parts of my face that will be visible once I put it on will be my jaw, my mouth, and my eyes. Freya gently takes the mask from my hands. "I'll put it on for you. We need to be wearing them when we arriv

exactly what they came for. **** The evening sun set behind the horizon, bathing the resort in a gentle glow as Cassia and her friends got ready for the masquerade ball Quinn had insisted they attend. The excitement was evident as they picked out their masks. Cassia’s mask was elegant, black with gold accents, shaped like delicate wings that framed her face. It perfectly matched her flowing dark dress, giving her a mysterious yet stunning look. Kiara’s mask was bold and vibrant, decorated in red with feathers, while Quinn went for something simple but sparkling, lined with silver beads.

“I have friends in charming places.” She opened the envelope slowly. The card inside was velvety black with embossed lettering. It glittered faintly in the morning sun. You are cordially invited to La Notte di Maschere – The Night of Masks. Where secrets speak and silence listens. Formal attire. Mask required. Identity optional. “It’s just a party,” Sebastian added quickly. “Well, technically a fundraiser for some museum project, but mostly a place where bored elites wear pretty masks and try not to start scandals.”

It was the day of the field trip, Maria had to take extra care of her looks and she made sure, not to bind the chest binder tight. She was wearing a simple blue T-Shirt, making sure not to wear anything very dark or very bright to avoid not only those from whom she was hidden but also from her own people since both of them were everywhere. She also wore a puffer denim jacket and lastly a grey newsboy cap to complete the look. 'Wish you luck to get back here alive without being found out by anyone.' Maria said to herself looking in her eyes through the mirror. She went out of the dorm and walked to the campus main ground where the buses were waiting for the students.

We talked and laughed, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. Just as we were in the middle of our conversation, the door creaked open, and a tall, dark-skinned man walked in. My head instinctively turned to greet him. Just as I raised my face to greet him, I felt a jolt of recognition run through me. It was the same guy from the masked party! I couldn't believe it; I had unmasked him in the washroom while we were kissing. I didn't know I'd remember his face ever again.

"Just briefly. And I need to find a mask to hide the bruise on my face." In the dressing room, she selected a more elaborate mask than before, one that would better conceal her bruise while still leaving her mouth and jawline exposed. The emerald and gold creation fastened securely, covering from her hairline to the middle of her cheekbones. It wouldn't hide everything, but combined with the dim lighting, it might be enough to avoid immediate questions.

Hasen said as he took out a box and placed it on the table. Amanda grabbed some and examined them. They are modern masquerade ball masks, some of which were white, black, or silver in color. They were embellished with sparkling glitter, side feathers, jewels, and glossy silk. There are half, full, or had handles that cover the upper part of the face. "I will go now, I—" Jin said as he stood up, but he was pushed by back Hasen and Goro. "Hey man! No fair! Have some fun as well!" Hasen pats his back and side-hugged him, "Come with us to the nightclub!"

Nagtaas-baba pa ang kilay nito. Sumunod ang tingin ko sa tinutukoy ni Athelia. Naroon si Adamson. He was wearing a black button down shirt. Nakabukas pa ang tatlong butones. He was a bit sweaty and under the lights, his sweat shimmers like they were diamonds. May suot din itong kwintas na may dog tag na pendant. Mukhang may magpipigil ng ngiti ngayong gabi ah. Natawa ako nang umirap si Ena at sumiksik sa akin.

I put the lid on the counter and grabbed the envelope, opening it. "It's more profitable to bind together in the wrong direction than to be alone in the right one. To an evening of mischief and unforeseen allies, Balor." I furrowed my brow as I read over the letter again. "What a strange man," I muttered to myself. I placed the envelope down unfolded the tissue paper. My breath caught in my throat as I took at the beautiful mask. It was covered in black feathers. Diamonds were encrusted into the silver spirals that sat on the top ends of the mask. A black ribbon made of the softest velvet sat on each side to secure it to my face. As I moved onto the dress, my hands froze.