Novel & Cerita Tuxedo Mask From Sailor Moon

I am so going to slay the party! **************** "Oh my MoonGod,Tessa! Please hold my hand. I'm scared." I say, and Tessa holds my hand from my right. "Don't worry. You look amazing! I didn't imagine you would do such great work with your dress. If I was a guy, or a lesbian, then I would have fallen for you. Now, wear this mask." She pulls out a black, fancy mask with glitters on it. I'm glad that unlike others, this mask doesn't have a feather. I hate them!

CHAPTER ELEVEN “Amara, you forgot about this.” Amethyst handed me a mask. The mask would only cover half of the wearer’s face, including the forehead and the area surrounding the eyes. It was a masquerade mask. It was shaped like those butterfly wings. It was crafted from silver, with crystal beads designed at its corners and a black sun with four rays at the upper center. It has a lace at both ends. “Who owns it?” Amethyst asked curiously.

''I admired myself in the mirror. Tanya entered in the room and gave me a flying kiss,''San.. I must say some men are gonna die today for sure.'' ''Really I thought I am looking like a scare crow..in black dress,'' ''C mon San..don't act over smart..you know that u r looking goddess of seduction.''Tani said. ''Shall we go down now..party is started..btw wear this,''she gave me a eye mask,I looked at her confusingly. ''Baby its a masquerade party..everyone will come there with mask..,may be your Mr. True lover too...its up to you whether

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.”

And at their head, there he was. Oh goddess! My pulse stuttered. The masked Alpha stood a full head taller than even the Alpha King, his broad shoulders cutting an imposing figure in a tailored navy coat that brought out the storm-grey glint of his eyes behind the mask. Moonlight seemed to cling to him, casting an ethereal glow over the silver threads woven through his attire. Elara's nails dug into my arm. "Goddess above." Astrid forgot to breathe. Elara, ever the pragmatist, muttered, "That's at least two hundred pounds of pure muscle under—"

It’s as if my eardrums would explode as the corners of my eyes start to sting. However, all these effects reduces to nothing the moment I feel a smooth hand on each of my ears, covering the latter from all the noise and chaos. I turn around to see a masked man—clad in a dark red tuxedo, wearing a black half-faced mask, and smiling with those green eyes of his. “Keep your attention on me,” he whispers while bringing his hands down from my ears. The next thing I know, he tangles his fingers with mine while his other hand snakes around my waist and pulls me close.

" Seeing that the little tigress from a moment ago turns into a frightened cute rabbit, Diether can't help but chuckle. He waved his hand and whispered, "DÓSE MOU ÉNA PRÓSOPO POU XEGELÁEI TA MÁTIA" After he was done chanting the spell, a soggy-looking mask materializes at his hand. "Here, wear this one for the time being." He said as he handed Audrey the soggy-looking mask. "Leave me alone----Hey?! What are you trying to do?????"

And irresistible. Ken spotted him near the grand staircase leading to the upper decks. Steve wore a perfectly tailored suit as usual. Lila Monroe hung on his arm in a backless crimson gown, her full mask glittering with diamonds. She laughed at something he said, pressing her body against his side for the benefit of circling photographers. But Steve’s gaze wasn’t on Lila anymore. It found Ken instantly across the crowded deck, even through his mask. From twenty feet away, Ken felt the full weight of that stare—possessive, furious, and hungry.

Warmth lynched the side of my neck and I pinched my eyes close before turning around. This was a dream. A mirage. Dressed in a slick tailored suit, Greyson Carter wore a silver flamed masquerade mask studded with diamonds. His gaze dropped down as they ravished me, hungrily eating away at the mesh pressed against my skin. A growl edged from his thick lips.