The Cast Of The Mask Novels & Stories

He sighed and brushed his hand in his hair the other hand resting in his pocket and he stopped smiling and said in a deep voice, “Seeing you now is risking my life, you know my first name and for the first time I am not afraid to take such a step.” He turned to me and this time he looked straight in my eyes and he continues, “I will try and come back here to see you. But if I can’t and you can recognize me without my mask when we meet once again, then I won’t hesitate to be yours forever. This I promise.”

was becoming her shelter. As they exited the studio, the murmurs followed them. Cassie could feel the eyes of the cast and crew burning into her back, some envious, some admiring, most confused. They had seen the scene play out: the cold man in the mask, the easy-going best friend, the defeated ex-husband. And at the center of it all... her. Outside, the cool evening air welcomed her. One of Nikolai’s black cars that mirrored his own presence waited by the curb.

"bhabi xavier gave this to wear and remember not under any circumstances you will take it off this was strict order by him .so please don,t remove not for a second." "mask?" "don,t worry its masquerade party everyone will be wearing a mask " he gave me a sliver mask it was so similar to my dress "  i wore the mask. justin also took out his mask and it was black . lucy and susan also wear the mask and it was red. we started moving inside the hall . None of the security stopped us for checking i guess they recognized justin . the door opened and their was large stairs which were going down everyone was downstairs enjoying the party .Their was loud music playing in the back ground . it was

Sneaky glared at him, and he shut his mouth, “Miles, what is your celebrity name?” “Masketer!” Owen exclaimed like a clown. “Mask Man” Chang Mang commented, Miles touched his nose, and Sneaky protested “no way” Owen's face fell, “why?” With a straight face, Sneaky replied, "they sound scary” Owen “_” Chang Mang “_” Miles replied, "Mora's mask” Sneaky's hand froze on the cursor, Miles turned around, and entered his mother's room, he retrieved the mask and wore it.

Masks that can only be worn during masquerade and banquet. It was Avril who removed the unconscious man’s mask— the man who repetitively kicked Cyrill—while Vesta tended to the two unconscious ladies by the shiny floor. Cyrill, Hemera, and Avril couldn’t believe it with their own eyes. The man behind the mask was Chadwick Sullivan. *** “Who gave you those jimson weeds?!” Hemera furiously asked. Her voice shows no sign of mercy if ever she found out who is the mastermind of this attack and the hideous identity of the fucking Blood Mistress.

After posing for the paparazzi I resumed walking towards the entrance, then one of the staff gave me a grey mask. I gently smiled and I gladly accepted the mask and put it on. Once I entered the venue, the building is filled with high-profile people. I can see some of my business partners, models, politicians, and many more. Then I spotted Dominique and Elena. I immediately walk towards them, Elena is wearing a Blue mermaid gown with a gold mask, while Dominique is wearing a Black suit with a gold belt and heels and Dominique's mask is also gold. Elena spotted me and immediately smile.

They were all already wearing their masks. “It's always a huge party,” Gavin said and held her hands. “I can see that now,” she commented and took a deep sigh. “Luna,” Gavin called and cupped her small face gently, capturing her eyes at him. “Don't you ever remove your mask, okay? Whatever happens, you must not remove your mask.” He said firmly. “I won't, why are acting so serious about it?” She asked and chuckled. “Well, it's a masquerade party. No one should remove a mask,” he said back and breathed heavily.

“The color of that dress suits you perfectly.” My cheeks flush with a rosy pink sort of hue, and I’m glad to have the mask covering my face. I glance down at the intricate lacework of my dark blue gown and the delicate Venetian mask that hides my identity. “Thank you,” I reply, my own voice barely more than a whisper as well. “You look handsome as well. I like your mask.” Karl chuckles, reaching up to touch the simple black mask covering half of his face. “You’re sure?” he asks. “I was worried it’s too simple.”

Zac replied with a scowl, clearly angry. "I still have one more question, Mr. Walker," the gay said with a dramatic pause, his eyes gleaming with suspense. You're so ugly! Of course, I only thought that, and didn't say it out loud, hehe. "Go ahead," Zac replied curtly, clearly irritated with the annoying gay. "What's the secret behind this mask?" he asked, and suddenly, he snatched off Zac's mask, letting out a demonic laugh. The crowd erupted in cheers when they saw Zac's handsome face. Those shameless women!

Soon they stared at Narciso, and it looked like they were ready to kill him. All the guns were pointed at them, yet they didn’t look worried. They had the command of the situation, command of the room. One by one they started removing their masks. He saw Valentina clad in black. What the hell? He saw Ambrosia clad in black with a bazooka in her hands. What was happening? He saw Sameeksha clad in black staring at Narciso. What was going on? He saw Hazel clad in black. His mind was about to be blown. Finally, the leader removed the mask and Michelangelo’s heart stopped.