Twin Mask Rulebook Novels & Stories

His tattooed sternum was slightly revealed up at the undone buttons of his dress shirt, He had his mask pushed off to the top of his head and his tattooed fingers were decorated with expensive rings. His twin was dressed the same, but he had a tie on. The guys wore something close to 500 grand and they knew it. The strong scent of their cologne was heavy in the air and they were, super yummy. "Your marks are covered well." Lorenzo pointed out with his finger and I reclined in my seat, then refixed the neckline that was secured safely around my neck, covering each and every single hickey on my front and back. From there, the drive was filled with Laura's crazy whispers and my snorts of laught

I wanted to stick with Tessa, but unfortunately we ended up in separate groups; she was on Team Snow, while I was on Team Summer. "Now that you have gotten your teams, please try to get to know each other more during your spare time. Now let's move over to the contest rules." "Rule No. 1: No one should be seen outside after 12 am; it's light out, so you ought to stay in your respective rooms. Rule No. 2: No one should take off their face masks. Rule No. 3: Engaging in private sexual activity that is not of the contest is strictly prohibited.

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.

I hesitantly take it from her and head into the bathroom, I follow the instructions and call Asah to come inside once I'm done, we wait and when ten minutes are up, i rub my palms on my dress. I go ahead and check. Silence. "What does it say?" My eyes meet hers. "Two lines," I swallow. "It's positive."

I put my jacket on and move out of the private room. "Come Mr and Mrs. Warren. I must tell you some precautions." The doctor points to the seat, and we settle our self. "I must say that twins pregnancy is very difficult. There are many chances of miscarriage so you both should be very precarious with it." She warns us and gives us some pregnancy tips. "Now you can ask me any questions about pregnancy." As soon as those words were out of doctor's mouth, Aspen starts his interrogation as to what I should eat, can I fly back to Hometown in which the doctor says yes. He even asked at what speed he should drive the car. Really Aspen!

He said. I blinked. “What? But….” I tried to protest. "If the person gets you off, you lose. If the person doesn't, you win. Is that clear?" He asked. I hesitated for a moment, and then I nodded. "Good." He said. "Next rule. No penetration of any kind.” He said and moved closer to me. “No matter how badly, the being seduced begs for it. The seducer can only use his mouth and tongue. Nothing else. No penetration is allowed." He whispered into my ears. His hot breath tickled me and I could feel myself getting aroused.

Abhiman attacked again; once more, the blindfolded prince held him at bay with unnerving ease. The duel pressed on, but the balance was clear. Even without sight, Ayman dominated, his every movement exact, controlled, merciless. Yet Abhiman, relentless in his fervor, pressed forward with an intensity he had never shown before. His blows carried bitterness, hidden but sharp. It did not matter. With calculated grace, Ayman forced him back, stroke upon stroke, until Abhiman’s sword slipped from his grasp and clattered to the ground. Cornered, breathless, he froze as Ayman pulled away the silk from his eyes, blade poised a hair’s breadth from his throat.

He lifted the papers in his hand and tapped them once. “The penthouse. The salon. Her account unfrozen. All of it. The terms are written here.” He did not even glance at the tears still running down my face. “Your emotions do not change the facts. This is the offer.” I stayed silent, trembling, wiping my face, but he was already pressing forward. “All I need is your agreement. Be my wife. On paper only. It is for business. Nothing more.” He looked directly at me. Unblinking. Detached.

“Are you clear on the rules?” Though they both nodded, he summarised the rules outlined by Jace at the start of the Trial; First to three points. A point comes from a deadly hit, but no serious wounds are to be delivered. If any are, the wolf inflicting them will be disqualified. Points can also be earned if your opponent steps out of the circle. No wolf forms and weapons can only be used to mark a point, not to do damage. “My call is the only call that matters. After each point, split until I confirm to continue. Understand?”

I rolled my eyes. “Rule number one—you’re not a dummy anymore.” “Excuse me?” I blinked. “You’ll defend yourself when Mason blames you for something stupid. You won’t sit quiet and let him treat you however he wants. Got it?” I chuckled, shaking my head. “Rule number two—actually, it’s a twin rule,” she said, avoiding my stare. “You’ll wear your hair however you want, bun or loose. He doesn’t own you. Understood?” I nodded slowly.