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Masked Moonlight Addiction PART I The Masked Moon Ball pulsed like a living heartbeat. Crystal chandeliers dripped silver light over the grand hall of Lunar Academy, and every student, professor, and staff member wore the same enchanted silver masks. No faces could be seen, no names told. Only scent, touch, and instinct. Aria adjusted her mask, the cool metal pressing against her cheeks. Her simple black gown clung to her curves, and for the first time in years, she hadn’t taken her suppressants. “Just one night of not hiding,” she whispered to herself, heart racing.

I purred, my voice laced in sarcasm as I pouted my lips. “Aww... Poor, lonely Enzo.” He scowled, his deep voice cutting through the air. “Wear your damn mask.” I rolled my eyes and held my mask. It had a peacock design, with feathers affixed to the sides. Golden detailing lined the edges, giving it a delicate yet exotic look. I put it on, and it shielded my features, except for my eyes and lips. I turned to look at him. His mask was the design of a wolf, its expression a scowl just like the one he carried permanently on his face. The only covered parts of his face were his forehead and eyelids. His eyes, nose, and mouth were exposed.

I didn’t know the last advertisement I did in New York was for a Korean company! My hair had been dyed dark brown up until a month ago and curled up into a low bun. A white and gold Venetian masquerade mask is perched on my nose and held by my right hand to cover the top half of my face. My skin tone has a bronze tint to it thanks to the foundation. My closed lids are showing off the glittering gold coloured eye shadow that blends perfectly with my skin, and dark waterproof liner emphasized the contours of my eyes. My eyelashes have never looked so long and dark before, and the light blush on my cheeks gave it a rosy glow as my full lips lift in a half-smile, showing off the bright red lipst

Silver masks teased me, but none held his broad shoulders and his quiet intensity. A hand grazed my wrist, near the terrace doors. A man in a black tux and wearing a silver mask nearly identical to Eduardo’s… He smiled gently, gripped me with his firm but warm hand. “Looking for me?” he asked. The music muffled his voice. He didn’t have Eduardo’s accent, but I thought that was because of the music. I wouldn’t believe that easily, but his costume and his build convinced me.

The skirt was full and flowing, the type that would move beautifully when Elena walked. But the most stunning part was the back. The dress was completely backless, with thin crystal straps that looked like constellations connecting across Elena's shoulder blades. Tucked inside the box was also a new mask. This one was even more beautiful than Elena's usual silver mask. It was made of midnight blue velvet and covered in tiny crystals that matched the dress. The design was like ice crystals spreading across the fabric, delicate but powerful. There was a note from Aurora: "For the girl who grew up with nothing and became a queen. Wear this and show them what they lost. Love, Aurora."

Tristan proudly presented his weapon. - Selena? - Felix was surprised. -Have you met the goddess of the White Moon? Does she really exist? “It still exists,” William’s voice unexpectedly responded, “and not only Selena.” The guys turned to their dark-eyed friend. Felix, no longer able to contain his amazement, opened his mouth, and Tristan’s eyebrows flew up in surprise. On top of the usual “Onyx” attire was worn elegant armor, identical to Tantario’s armor, with the only difference being that the patterns on the iron were decorated with black silver, and the moon sign on the breastplate was cast in a dark blue color, in which one could barely discern a moonstone. Her loose hair was woven in

RODWARTEM “What?” surprised, I asked Guenzo as I did not hear what he said. Guenzo sighed. “I said the Queen is looking at you but you are not reacting. Hayys, where did your mind wandered just now?” “Damn,” I cursed as I averted my gaze toward the Queen who was as usual was wearing her ivory mask, who was indeed looking at me. A smile started to form my lips as I bowed with gallantness. In my mind, I was wondering what kind of a face the Queen had inside that ivory mask. Although I was sure she was beautiful. Her lips alone that was uncovered was already that inviting.

Mom rarely swore, but when she did, it was comedy gold. “Thanks, Mom,” I whispered, pulling away and sliding my white mask over my face. It was beautifully crafted: two silver wolves howling at the moon etched into the forehead, with thin black detailing that traced the cheekbones. The mask made me feel different—stronger, bolder. Like maybe I could fake bravery for one night. “I’m going to find Alpha and Luna Silvermane,” she said, squeezing my hand once before disappearing into the crowd. And just like that, the warmth of her touch vanished.

Missy shook her head, though she still couldn't help but smile as she approached the bags, noticing that most of them had the same symbol stamped on them: something that was very remotely familiar to her, although she couldn't remember exactly where. Curious, she pulled out one of the bags that was over the edge of the bed and, which, by chance, was one of the few that had a different symbol, which looked very similar to something of Japanese origin. Opening it to find some plastic wrap, a huge smile spread across Missy's face as she reached for one of the dresses that had been stored there. - Did you buy all the rest of the Sailor Moon themed dress line? – Missy gasped, in total delight, as

If Eren noticed her blushing he didn’t address it, instead, he busied himself on placing the pieces of jewelry on her, first were the diamond earrings and then the collar, once he was done, he looked at her through the mirror with a satisfied smile. “These suits the dress and the occasion better, and I will be accompanied by the night sky herself tonight.” “What do you mean?” “Your face, it is more beautiful than the moon and these diamonds look like little stars around you, they are brilliant indeed but can never over shine you. However, I don’t want anyone to mistake this moon as unclaimed.” Eren said as he placed a mask on her face. The mask only covered her upper face and was made of sil