Twin Mask Rulebook Novels & Stories

"Oh? What did you have in mind, then?" “We'll use a full deck, shuffle it well, and then toss all the cards into the air. Each of us will grab three cards as they fall, and we'll compare what we get," Amelia replied. The masked man hesitated, thinking it over, then broke into a wide smile and gave a light clap. "I like it. So, the one holding at least two cards that outrank the other player's hand ends up winning?" “That's right. Let's get started," Amelia said, a sly smirk curving beneath her mask.

I don't stop; I just run. RULES LEFT UNBROKEN; 1) no sex 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing.

"Rule 2: For the duration of our relationship, you may not entertain any other man in your personal, sexual, or emotional life. Fidelity remains absolute. Rule 3: You are prohibited from relieving yourself sexually by artificial means, including toys, vibrators, or any such devices. Your release shall be mine to command solely. Rule 4: I reserve the right to touch you at any time, in any manner I choose, without prior permission. Rule 5: You may not touch me during our encounters unless granted permission. Neither may you initiate kisses or intimacy. Rule 6: You are entitled to ask for clarity or for me to withdraw should you feel overwhelmed or uncomfortable. Our safe word is "stop." Such a

There is a line of masked people waiting to get in. "There are the rules." Liam points to a poster on the brick wall. It reads, Rule One - Death or lasting harm must be consensual Rule Two - Don't intervene Rule Three - Do what you're told Rule Four - Don't ignore the safe word The third one gives me chills. I can't imagine all of the terrified girls that roll through here. Liam looks down at me. His eyes make my heart skip a beat. "Last chance to turn around Nara."

“I want to know where she goes. Every step.” So when Isadora snuck out of the house later that night, Marco was ready. He had already instructed the perimeter guards earlier in the day — “If her twin comes through, let her pass. No questions.” They had earlier been told how to differentiate the two of them, without her knowledge. He watched from the shadows as she slipped past them, dark coat wrapped tight, scarf covering the lower half of her face. She played the part of her twin flawlessly — posture, gait. The guards didn’t even flinch.

Faces only about an inch apart. "Would the slut like me to fuck her?" He made it a question, as if she could choose between us. However we had a plan. We were going to fuck her simultaneously. Switching between us. Aspen extended his claws, tracing the top she had on. Once our fingers reached her chest we used our claws to rip it off. Her tits bouncing in her black bra. My mouth began watering looking at her. With her tits half exposed we grabbed them and pulled them out of their black restraint.

The weak flames struggled to fend off the engulfing darkness, painting the room with an otherworldly, almost haunting glow. Standing resolute and unwavering by my side was Damien, the twin brother of Celeste. Every contour and line on his face was etched deeply with a combination of unwavering determination and the heavy burden of the colossal decision that lay ominously before us. Dominating the scene was the vampire elder, a formidable and awe-inspiring figure. Every inch of him exuded command and raw power. When his penetrating and deep-set eyes settled upon us, they glittered with a wicked intrigue. He seemed to derive pleasure from the unparalleled authority he wielded, from the way he

“Spawned by the one who gave us breath. Vanished from life but spared from death. The Ethereal one gives she who is promised. To wield the power of the Triple Goddess. Where the moon is three, two will come. Once the seal is made, destiny is done. With one comes death, pain and destruction. The other comes life, love and devotion. Peril will end and the wolf will thrive. But for peace to reign, only one can survive” Galterio didn’t recite the actual prophecy, he only told me the meaning. Or what he thought was the meaning. I can understand how he may have thought it was about Mates. But hearing it for myself is different. It's not about Mates. Not even close. My stomach dropped and I had a d

My sight became blurry as tears clouded them. "I can't do this, please," I managed to say. "You're not in a position to tell me what you can, and cannot do. Here you obey my rules, if I ask you to crawl on your knees and clean the floors with your tongue you fucking do it. Do you understand?" he asked. "Please," I begged. "You have a minute, Aria," he said, and sat down.

"No… impossible! You're lying! You're trying to trick me! I want a DNA test!" But the truth was already plain to most. The resemblance was undeniable, no matter what she screamed. I slipped a folder from my bag. "Here. Paternity test results for Nick and Nathan Winston—your twins—with Jeremy. See for yourself." I tossed the file onto the table. Janey fumbled through the pages, her hands trembling, until she reached the final result. Her knees buckled. "No… no, this can't be real! You forged this report! You wanted my boys so much you faked this report!"