Twisty The Clown Without Mask Novels & Stories

“And you’re going to tell me who it is, aren’t you?” His Adam’s apple bobbed again. “F-Fusion…Alliance.” Sighing, I nodded and smiled. “See. Was that so hard? You had to go through all that fuss for a little name. But I told you it would be the last question. I’m good on my word.” Stepping back, I snapped my fingers making him jerk. “You know. I forgot something.” Digging around in my pocket, I rolled a coin through my fingers. “It’s a stupid habit. I know. It’s just…how can I stop? What if it stops you from making your way across and you get stuck? We can’t have that, now can we?”

Theo grumbled, snatching the white wig off to scratch at his scalp. Of all the times this joker has to clown around— -

Axel hissed squeezing the mask in his hand, why couldn't they just go in and get the prototype, he didn't care killing some people for it. "Did I forget to mention you should smile while you are at it?" Claire added grabbing the mask from his hand as she leaned forward tying it over his face. She smiled at the sight of the frown on his face, she couldn't deny that she was enjoying seeing him puzzled and frustrated by his lack of control over the situation.

one of the female clowns tried to get Declan to eat the treat. "No, thanks," he slapped her hand away. "That's Panis Kullet. If I eat that, my dick will fall off." "Why isn't it working on this one?" A beautiful, honeyed voice whispered. "I don't know - I think he's a virgin," the fat clown answered. "I don't feel so good," I complained as my stomach acted up. "I don't either," Dimitri added. "Ahhh!" He exclaimed his discomfort. "Fuck! What's happening to you?" I asked as I noticed Dimitri's features changing. His face started to sprout horns - I was too busy controlling my own pain to focus any further on Dimitri's changes.

My whole body is shaking and it's impressive that I can still moved. "I'll savored every inch of your skin, beautiful" the one who's wearing an white t-shirt said and do a lip biting. My eyes widened out of shocked when I felt the cold wall behind me. I'm already cornered! "There's no way out now, woman" they said while laughing. Please someone! Help! "You can't do anything now, woman" "We'll eat you—" suddenly the man who's wearing a white t-shirt words cut. "As if you can" I smiled when I saw the clown head successfully killed the man who's wearing a white t-shirt and kick the other one causing him to fly away from the tree.

I stood there at the entrance of the venue carrying Zia, but not a sign of him. I’m seriously getting worried and ZG have been asking me about the clown every five minutes and I don’t know what to tell him. My mom didn’t give me and contact information for the clown, so I decided to call her. Her phone kept on ringing but she wasn’t picking up her phone. I then felt a tap on my shoulder and when I turned around the clown wearing a bright blue and yellow outfit with red hair and red nose was behind me. “Oh. You gave me a scared there. You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that.” I said to him and he just clasped his hands together like he was asking for forgiveness.

I mentally whined before taking the flowers from him when he flashed his charming smile while forwarding the flowers in front. “ Thanks “ I muttered , touching the soft bundles of colourful flowers he chose for me. He was dressed in a pale yellow-green plain shirt, pairing it up with a white trouser and brown shoes. His hairs nicely combed but those little curly baby hairs of him that always falls on his forehead when the winds passes through his hair making him scrunch his nose in anonymous before he runs his finger in those curls to set them again, and everytime he does that, my heart skips a bit. The seven ‘o’ clock beard suited his smile the best, though i was the one who suggested the i

With that overgrown beard, over-tanned skin, and that ridiculous worn-out leather jacket. Tobias makes a diamond shape with his fingers and peers at me through it with one eye. “Oh, I see it now. You are Bobo the clown? Or is it Molly the clown, since you are a girl?” Tobias snickers. “And what are you? A scarecrow?” I say as I push my way past him. I can hear him laughing from behind me. I wish I could shift so that I can drag his bum ass along the riverside. “Why are you angry, sweetheart? I like clowns, actually. It’s a compliment. By the way, your mascara is running, your teeth have lipstick stains, and your wig is crooked…unless it’s all in the name of the fabulous costume,” he bawks at

I thought to myself, “what the hell is a girl my age - dressed like that - doing trick-or-treating? But those thoughts quickly went away. I saw the man dressed as a clown go to drop candy into her bag, but then he quickly grabbed her and pulled her inside of the house. Then the tape went black. When it came back, I saw her standing - much as I had been earlier - with her hands bound above her head. Her feet were bare, but otherwise she was still clothed. I could hear the sound of her whimpering softly as she took in her surroundings and then heard her softly call out 'hello' a few times. Then the clown appeared in the frame. HOLY SHIT! There was no mistaking it! It was him. He stood in front

‘Just for tonight,’ I whispered to myself. I could pretend just for tonight. Then I spotted the small, shiny boxes in front of us. But just before I could ask what they were, Clay spoke as he picked the first box up and opened it. “Did I mention it's a mask party slash event?” A soft giggle escaped me as I shook my head. “No you didn't.” “Ah,” he giggled after me, pulling out a black, satiny mask and gently positioning it on my face. “Must have skipped my mind then.”