Superman With A Mask Novels & Stories

Like she was empty of tears. "The mask was a gift from my mom, someone I thought I lost long before I lost my dad, I survived with an injury on my face that the doctors said would scar me. Everyone hated me after that, for taking away their alpha, for being weak and ugly." Lennox's hand came around her and held her close as she exposed more of herself. "The mask was a way of hiding my face so I don't disgust people but more than that it was what helped me stay close to my parents even when the wound was gone, I couldn't be without the mask."

The Masquerade mask was Harriet's special mask, a white snake mask with one eye hole on the right side. "Actually, this is my mother's mask," said Harriet quietly. She then smiled and held up another mask box. Harriet showed it to Liam who was still furrowing his brows at her previous words and opened the box. Another white mask appeared in their vision. It was a white wolf mask with golden stripes around its eyes. Harriet smiled proudly showing the mask design. It was the one she ordered yesterday, which turned out to be perfect and ready at just the right time. "This is for me?" Liam asked.

Each weapon was of Common Rank only. Even as Yman was in front of the person in the counter, the person seemed to be unbothered and only showed him the total price while lifting his thick arm. Without even taking off the straw hat that covered his face. However, Yman noticed a strap of black garter connected to his ear. He guessed that this guy was wearing a mask — or an eyepatch?

"That's none of your concern, but I'll tell you anyway. He ruined my life and my home. Since Karma won't catch up to him, I'll treat him as poorly as he treated me. He'll beg for mercy until his last breath. It'll serve as a lesson to everyone—never mess with the wrong woman." "You didn't answer my question, so I won't answer yours. Besides, I don't know much about the dude, only that he always wears a cool mask divided into red and dark brown. There's an 'X' in a circle that looks like a ring of fire, and the color line forms a 'Y' above it. If you see that description, you've found him." "He doesn't use guns, only two Japanese long swords—Katanas. And don't even get me started on his suits

The muscle man asks in a hostile tone. The man in a golden-grey robe just smiled and didn’t say anything. On his face, there’s a half-face mask that covers the upper half of his face. “I hate people wearing masks! Stop wearing it in front of me!” Gerel said in disdain. A youth takes off his mask and smiles at Gerel mysteriously. “Greed and selfishness? I think it’s a little bit overboard, I didn’t do this for fun you know.” Said Duke Tian Dong to a man in front of him.

He wore a mask, bearing blue x shaped lights on the eyes and green lights, shaped as a triangle at the nose. A similar green rectangle and the mouth. His mask automated his voice, and since he wore a long black robe, with high boots and leather gloves, no one could tell who he was. “Although, Brian, I will let her go,” he said, taking a few steps away, “she did lead you to me after all,” he added. Tears were flowing down my ears, as I wallowed in regrets for ever getting involved. I thought I had an epic plan, but it didn't take half a day for my epic plan to blow up in my face.

“The wallet has some money for the week. I know that you will start work at the supermarket today, but just have this as a kickoff. I don’t want you being desperate or broke on your first day.” I chuckled, and gave her a hug again. She was really family. “Wish me luck then.” I muttered with a smile that mirrored hers, before placing the mask on my eyes; a mask with no ropes, which covered nothing except my eyes, down to the apex of my nose. A mask not easily forced away. A wicked person would have to dig his or her hands into my eyes, to get it out. A shudder passed down my spine at the thought. “Good luck. Maya. Keep your chin up.”

"A shaky one the man said he was wearing a mask he wanted the money so fly he didn't care about his face" "Didn't he suspect some thing fishy when some one walked in with a check that big and wore a mask where is this man you speak about?" "He left the country we spoke to him over the phone he has no plans on returning anytime soon" Shit!

He clasped his hands to his heart as thoigh he was simply overwhelmed with deep emotions at watching such affectionate display. He was wearing pants with a simple short-sleeved white shirt tucked into the pants and boots. He had on a dark green coat over his outfit and some very fashionable sunglasses that almost covered half his face. Damien wondered if the sunglasses was really necessary. Was he trying to hide his face from the public? Other than that, he was also wearing some kind of mask, so his whole face was almost completely hidden. Damien was dressed in a blue colored tailored pants and white collared tee shirt. He also tucked his shirt in his pants and was wearing simple white sneak

I tugged my corset with my hands. "Well look who decided to show up." Maria smirked. "The man across us, you see him?" There was a man cladded in a black tux, using a gold mask to hide his identity. All that can be seen are his bold green eyes, he had a boy about my age next to him with a similar mask to his, with the build he had plus the dark hair and the same green eyes as the man next to him. It was obvious that he was his son.