Villain Mask Novels & Stories

ADELINA'S POV My heart was racing and pounding against my rib cage. Viktor stopped as if he suddenly remembered something. He reached out for his breast pocket and finally pulled out a blue mask which matched his suit. A mask, "Is this a mask ball?" I asked. "Yeah, I almost forgot." Viktor chimed before pulling out a light blue mask decorated with silver and small gemstones, contrasting his royal blue mask decorated with gold lines. My brows furrowed, the others we walked past didn't have a mask on or would they put it on before stepping into the room.

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.

“Duh, he won’t. As long as we don’t get further orders from Marcellus we’re not supposed to take any action. So, right now be patient.” I wish I had come a little sooner to know about their plan but at least I can warn Zack. THIS IS WHY I HATE MAFIA!!! I swallow hard and as I sigh, the door opens in an instant making me flinch. A tall bald guy, wearing a suit stares at me in disbelief. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. I manage a fake smile. “I…,” I breathe. “I’m sorry, I’m just… searching for my ring,” I swallow as I walk away quickly.

"... the thing is, would you do the same for me Alis? You know what I mean, don't you?" He looked at me intensely, then chuckled. "I know. From the moment you first saw me, you were treating me with a mask on. Just like I was wearing the mask of a gentle older brother, you were also wearing a mask." Ahh, he knows. People say, 'if you wear a mask, you can't ever be happy.' But sadly, in reality, if you don't wear a mask, you can never survive His long fingers caressed my hair gently.

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

But, he was also a loyal friend to Adrian, he knew if Adrian asked for his help, it means there’s really going on, “Okay, I’ll tell you, however, we better take you out to the town in order to tell you exactly what the situation is.” “You take her out, I’m not in a mood to go out, I’m leaving.” Adrian got and went out of his room after telling them. “Can we still go out, I mean with Adrian?” Elysian was still staring at Adrian. “Yeah, we can but need to cover your face with this,” He gave her a mask to cover her face, “Why are you giving me this?” she asked while admiring the skull emblem which was printed on that black colored mask, it was looking like a special type of mask that can only b

“You are so mean. You left without a trace and came back without a word.” Duh. I was the malicious villainess. The title said it all. “Willow.” “What?” I blurted. He leaned in, his dark eyes sparking with amusement. “Give me a kiss, and I’ll keep my mouth shut in front of your folks.” It did not make sense at all. I was shocked, to say the least. Even an honest guy like Maddox was pulling a Damian. I asked in confusion, “Maddox, are you secretly a masochist? Don’t tell me you developed a bond with me, your abuser?”

Valentino Voss had arrived. He stepped out with the same controlled confidence he carried everywhere, black suit tailored to perfection, black leather gloves covering his hands, the carbon-fiber mask concealing the upper half of his face and turning him into something both familiar and distant at once. Only his eyes stayed visible. Grey. Sharp. The kind of eyes that noticed everything and forgave almost nothing.

Hwangbu answered, and left the room. Hyun-woo dressed in a fitted black t-shirt, paired with black jeans and loafer shoes. He also wore his black leather jacket where he tucked his M1911 gun and his metal hand. He kept them in possession at all times. Even though he was just inside the villa, these were still attached to his body, just in case someone would betray him. He also put his cellphone in his jacket pocket. A dagger knife was placed under his pants, in case he ran out of ammunition. The last thing he wore was his full-face Venetian mask. This particular item held an immense significance for him, as it was being used to conceal his face. The revelation of his identity would only expo