The Haunted Mask Ii Novels & Stories

he asks in a whisper. The three straight cuts throb, reminding me I am not. I finally pull back, looking up. His face is still covered under the strange looking mask I couldn't decipher in the darkness of the ballroom. But now, in the dim basement lights, I see it and instantly a chill runs down my body. It's an eerie black skull, gleaming ominously with shadowed eye sockets and delicate silver-highlighted cracks. Sharp cheekbones, a jagged nasal cavity and a chillingly realistic grin of teeth enhance its lifelike, unsettling texture. Only the azure of his eyes pokes out. "Take off your mask," I say so, so softly that even I am surprised at my tone.

He asked raising his brows. "Won't that get me in trouble?" She tilted her head to the side. He smiled as he gestured at the counter ahead, "That'll help." He said as they walked closer, "the mask?" She blinked. "Eyes can't see what the mind doesn't know," He took a black feathery mask and turned her around and put it on for her, "They don't know there are two Ivana so they won't notice you." He turned her to face him, "And we can enjoy the party." He added.

Hannah giggled and swatted her arm playfully with a scowl on her face. "Relax... I have it ready already." she reached for the bag hung around her neck and dipped in the bag and brought out a glamorous Sequin Flowered Masquerade Mask In Red with glitters that sparkled under the lit pathway and extended it to her. She gingerly reached for the mask and clasped it in both hands. She eyed it closely as her brows furrowed together. "Hmmm..." she dragged the word out as she continued to study the mask. "You like it?" Hannah inquired.

--- And so the evening went on and music flowed, two masks shattered in Blackwood Hall: Leya's silence mask—shattered by the vow she swore to her unborn daughter. And the Blackwood facade mask—shattered by the venom they dispensed, too proud to see corruption most corrupt when it is hidden beneath silk.

The two of her men left in the room instantly turned and faced me. They each had on a black cloak and mask, as Raven had on when I had first caught her. These two wore a fox and a tiger mask, unlike Raven's raven-shaped mask. If I remember correctly, the fox mask was Fox, one of Raven's love interests. Which should be one of the twins characters. The one with the fox mask shoved the other one through the window before standing in front of it.

" When I asked, he smirked. He looked like someone who could kill her in the next second. TWO YEARS LATER I smiled as I slowly stepped out of the car; there were a slew of directors waiting for her, including the CEOs of small businesses who all wanted to collaborate with me. The powerful Miss Eleanor, the image I made for myself solely to exact revenge on him. Only a few people have seen my face, but all have felt my wealth. Only a few people will see my face before I exact my revenge. I was wearing a mask on my face and an umbrella over my head. At the time, I was the wealthiest person in town, and only a few people had seen my face.

Inayos ko ang tassel earrings sa tenga ko. I put on the last thing I haven't applied yet to put color on my pale face. Ang may kaputlaan kong labi ay nabigyan kahit papaano ng kulay pagkatapos kong lagyan ng pulang lipstick ang labi. I sprayed ounce of perfume on my neck, collar bone, wrist and at the back of my ears. Vanilla scent played inside the four-cornered room as I swayed gracefully in front of the mirror. Huling pasada, nang makuntento sa itsura ay lumabas ako ng kuwarto.

he asked mildly, turning my face. I found myself staring into a long mirror. I had not noticed it when we first came in. There was the bed and Masquerade crouched beside it, his gloved fingers grazing my cheek. There I was, sitting against the pillows, my red dress hanging just below my shoulders—and on my face was glistening a black masquerade mask. Its contours were so delicately webbed, I almost didn't see it. My hands flew to my face, groping for the mask. My reflection followed suite and touched the mask, too, but I could feel nothing around my eyes. This weird illusion really bothered me.

A mask should be worn. Blood Moon grabbed a black fox mask that covers her eyes and nose, and only her red lips are visible. She walked outside the room and met her idiotic partner in crime. "Hello, Shadow," she greeted with a bit of hesitance. "Looking great, Keisha," he greeted with a playful flirt and she closed her eyes in frustration. "Do not-- Do not call me by my name," she irritatedly commanded. "I didn't know you were coming with me," she murmured with gritted teeth. Guessing from the way he dressed, she concluded that he'll be accompanying her.

I said and glared at his shadows through the glass. "Well, I don't have any." He said and the windows shot open, revealing his complete figure. Despite the darkness, the moon light fell onto him reflecting his face, edging on his face on the half. The view of his lip’s half twitched knotted my stomach and I, for a moment, lost myself in that moment. It wasn't until he cleared his thoughts that I realised I had been staring- scratch that- drooling over him. In my perfect illusion, as I was lost into the waves of fangirl emotions, Sean has managed to get inside the room and walk towards me.