Spider Man Unmasking Novels & Stories

She resisted and he grabbed her neck, squeezing and choking her until her body calmed down. “Shh…” He hushed her, his hand working its way in between her legs and rubbing against her opening, he moaned and she whimpered when his finger went into her, first one and then two. It gave him a sick pleasure and he leaned in closer to her face. “Open your eyes.” He ordered and she did so, her sad expression pleased him and he smiled, he pulled away the mask he had on and looked straight into her bewildered eyes. He knew that she recognized him now, his face was a popular one, maybe one that absolutely nobody would even associate with a serial killer and now that she had seen what he looked like, de

And wrinkles emerged on Tara's foreheads, her eyes squinted in suspicion because the masked man's voice sounds so familiar to her. With anxiety in tone, Tara looked at the masked man and muttered, "Jim sir…!!!!...". The masked man's lips lifted in a grimace, and he removed his mask from his face. Tara froze in her place when her doubts came out to be real. "Yes, … it's me… Tara…", Jim replied with a grin. Tara's eyes brimming with tears, she doesn't accept this…! First, her childhood best friend wants to kill her, and then the person, whom she appreciates the most, also comes out as deceptive.

Tony didn’t answer, rather, he asked Orion if he was done with the coordinates. “Not yet, just one le– Oh! It’s done!” The Unnamed stared right at Quinn, the burning eyes staring daggers at him. “Ah, unwelcome guests. The Unnamed will deal with this himself.” Tony yelled at Orion to teleport, as the Unnamed reached into the subspace and made for Quinn. He couldn’t move as the mask drew closer to him.

"Oh, right, Dr. Spencer. The footage of you barging into the consultation room has already been uploaded online. "You've always wanted to be Internet-famous, haven't you? That's why you asked me to hand over my popular cases to you. "Well, you got your wish now." "Why are you still wasting your breath on these scumbags?" James stepped forward, took my hand, and led me away. Behind me, Kate shrieked, "Why, Amanda Seville? Why do you keep doing this to me? What do you want? Power? Money? Fame? Tell me. What do you want?"

He did not expect the people of Shadow Gate to be so audacious as to step into the lineage shrine. "It's me, Great-uncle!" the masked man answered in a deep voice. "Stop playing. I don't know you!" Xandros said coldly. How could he know anyone from Shadow Gate? The people of Shadow Gate were unscrupulous. They would do whatever it took to achieve their goals. "Have you forgotten about me, Great-uncle?" the masked man said as he removed his mask. There were a few scars on his face. "Fabian!" Xandros was stunned for a moment.

"Perhaps it was just wishful thinking from the start, like some ignorant village hick thinking that a lottery ticket would make him the richest man in the world. But there's just no comparison… if only I'd just restrain myself and stick to spending my winnings, then this wouldn't happen at all." Frank smiled and nodded. "You're right. It's such a shame that you had to run into me… Come on, give it to me, and you'll have your wish." Masked Man then took off his mask and threw it to Frank. As Frank took it, he turned back toward the other man to see that it was still a void under the mask. But curiously, a strange sea of stars seem to shine within that void. "You have the support of the best s

The normally impenetrable mask shattered like glass under the onslaught of my powerful blow, revealing nothing beneath - faceless. He crumbled to his knees, an ethereal apparition, his countenance veiled in every darkness. As he fell limp to the floor, I felt a fleeting sensation of victory, realizing the key to our liberation – the masks. "It's the mask." I breathed. "Their weakness is in their mask." then I strode toward the second man in front of Simon. With renewed vigor, my friends and I lashed at the remaining assailants, aiming for their cursed masks. Each strike of my claws shattered them into oblivion, releasing the men beneath from their silent torment.

Gary rub his wet palm,The masked man loosen the knot holding the mask together to his face "one" "Two" The mask jerk,Gary face deformed,he held his jaw. "Three" The mask fell off,Gary shudder like he was electrified,what stood in front of him was unworthy of belief,he stood before the man in mortal dread of the nightmare he seems to be having.

He sat perfectly still, but every line of his body screamed power. ​He wore a polished silver mask that covered the left half of his face, where the worst injuries were rumored to be. The mask was cracked in one place, giving it a brutal, shattered look. His visible features were sharp: a strong jawline, and one eye deep, icy black that was currently fixed on the patterns in the carpet. He looked like a fallen king, ruined but still terrifying. ​"Anya," my father mumbled, shoving me forward. "Meet Alpha Ronan."

Marco sobbed, his body shaking with pain. "You will," Andreas whispered, leaning down so his face was inches from Marco's. "Because if you don't, I’m going to make sure the rest of your life is lived in a very small, very painful room. Start talking, Marco. Who else is in on this?" I stood there, frozen, watching the man I had kissed turn into a monster right in front of me. I realized then that I didn't know Andreas at all. I only knew the mask he wore when he wanted something from me. And now, the mask was gone.