The Cast Of The Mask Novels & Stories

The guys look so dapper in their tuxedos, and when they add their black and gold masks, they turn into mysterious strangers with eyes that ignite the flames deep within me. Jace wears a gold mask that is identical to my own, with black details, and Jude is wearing an all-black mask but looks similar to mine and Jace’s. Glancing at the reflection of us together in the mirror, I find that we look hot as hell. It only tells me that Jace and I are right to want Jude to join us, he’s our missing piece.

They wore a mask, so they wouldn’t attract attention while getting inside the location. Rieska wore a swirling black gown accented with silver, her dark mask sculpted like a raven, covering the upper half of her face. She let her hair flowed loosely with small braids on each side of her ear. And Zenus in his black armor and mask of a black panther. His twin swords were resting on his back. In comparison, Eleand chose a high collar black jacket with gold embroidery. His delicate gold mask carved a dragon’s head. He was confident in his faerie form minus the wings.

I turned my head slowly to the direction of the voice, my heart beating so loudly I swore everyone could hear it. And then he stepped forward. A man. No. Not just a man. A beast of a man. He was huge, broad shoulders, long legs, and an aura so powerful that even the most arrogant nobles seemed to shrink under it. But the weirdest part of him was the mask he was wearing. A heavy thing that covered most of his face, hiding it completely. His clothes were expensive, his posture was confident, but there was something strange about him. Something dangerous. Also, the way he smelled.

James tilted his head and stepped aside, revealing a whole throng of people behind him, blocking the stairwell. A mass of hospital staff, ambulatory patients, and their families stood there—dozens of them, silent witnesses to the entire spectacle. Kate screamed. She stood up and stepped over the railing. "Don't tell anyone about what you heard, or I'll jump!" I watched her with cold detachment and scoffed. "You won't jump, Kate. Stop the act." No one indulged her in her theatrics. They all looked at her with sharp and judgmental gazes.

Enyo howls with laughter, causing my cheeks to brighten further. “Don’t make me block you out,” I growl at her. “Athena, you forgot your mask!” Cassia says as she comes down the stairs. I groan, hoping that she had forgotten about it. She turns me around and lifts part of my curled hair up while Jess positions the mask and ties it, then Cassia drops my hair again. “Beautiful,” she says, patting my shoulder. “You can say that again,” Tony mutters under his breath. “What was that, Tony?” Uncle Alex asks, the corner of his mouth twitching.

They understood the gravity of their assignment and the responsibility placed upon their shoulders. Fester's gaze swept across the protect team and the assembled group, a mixture of determination and confidence filling the air. Each person had a crucial role to play, with their masks serving as a symbol of their shared dedication to the mission. With a final nod from Fester, the team dispersed, their masks securely in place. They were prepared to protect Selena, to fulfill their duties with unwavering resolve. The stage was set for their mission, and their collective determination would guide them towards success.

Even if they saw the resemblance— The eye color would throw them off. It's not like I can just wake up and change eye color. It doesn’t work like that. And then— “And let's not forget the mask,” Melina added. I nodded slowly. “…Yeah.” That too. Between the mask and the eyes— I had a shield. A strong one. I let out a long breath. One I didn’t even realize I had been holding. “Thank you, Mel…” My voice softened. “I feel… better.” She smiled slightly.

" Ruby's words trailed off as she spun around and collapsed into the female officer's embrace, crying her heart out. Seth's fake smile solidified on his face, then morphed into shock. His eyes bulged as he stared at Ruby in disbelief. "Ruby, what... What are you talking about?" The reporters I had tipped off were already crowding the entrance, their cameras flashing non-stop. Ruby kept her face hidden against the officer's shoulder, not showing an inch. As the police started to control the scene, it was my cue to step in. I made my way through the throng, my face a mask of worry and shock, my voice shaking just enough.

“Some people just don’t know how good they have it. Don’t pay him any mind!” Astel took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Ilma’s waist. “Then, you’d better make it up to me.” “Okay, okay. I’ll make it up to you!” As they spoke, their eyes began to grow dreamy. They completely ignored my presence. I cleared my throat. Only then did the two of them stop. Ilma said impatiently, “Gareth, what’s the meaning of this? It’s just a gas mask, isn’t it? Do you have to lie about saving someone on Mounscour Hill? You’ll stop at nothing to make things difficult for Astel!”

I'd dated models, actresses, women who made careers out of being beautiful, but none of them had stayed in my head like this masked stranger I'd met for less than five minutes. The door to VIP Room Three stood open, I stepped inside, but she wasn't there yet. I sat on the leather sofa, adjusting my cufflinks out of nervous habit. The door opened. Nyx stepped inside wearing black lace this time. The lingerie left even less to imagination than the crimson from last week. Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders in waves, and that jeweled mask caught the amber light. I couldn’t take my eyes off how stunning she looked in that lace.