Villain Mask Novels & Stories

His eyes remained widened as he looked straight into my eyes and realization flickered through him. And it ended everything I ever thought of. This whole trauma I spread across our school, the identity I proclaimed and worked for slowly started to shatter. The sole purpose of my aim was beginning to end as I loosened my grip on his wrist. He eased his wrist from my grasp and turned around with horrified face. I knew I lost my chance and nothing can be done right now. My disguise is out in spotlight and a mere shadow won't cover it. Toby gritted his teeth as a glare slowly began to form in his face.

He sighed and brushed his hand in his hair the other hand resting in his pocket and he stopped smiling and said in a deep voice, “Seeing you now is risking my life, you know my first name and for the first time I am not afraid to take such a step.” He turned to me and this time he looked straight in my eyes and he continues, “I will try and come back here to see you. But if I can’t and you can recognize me without my mask when we meet once again, then I won’t hesitate to be yours forever. This I promise.”

“Tell me where my mother is.” Victor’s smirk widened. “Now where’s the fun in that? But since you’re so eager for answers, I’ll give you a hint: the truth isn’t as black and white as you think. Sometimes, the villain wears the hero’s mask.” “What the hell does that mean?” Rowan snapped. Victor’s eyes gleamed with amusement. “Figure it out. If you can.” With that, he turned and disappeared into the shadows, leaving us with more questions than answers.

Vivian mocked. “I already did. You are free, but i can still turn you back in if you don’t do as i say.”The mask monster said and went on her knees. She knelt infront of vivian and pull down her pants, Coming face to face with her underwear. She glance up at Vivian before licking her through her panties. A smirk appeared on her lips when she saw the way, Vivian moaned. She then withdrew her tounge before standing up. “You see freedom is yours, you just what to embrace it.”The masked woman said.

As happy for my friends as I am, I can’t help but envy what they have. Wyatt is 6’2” with soft, very light caramel skin, and piercing blue eyes that are hidden by full-black contacts. The contacts, paired with his prominent eyebrow bones covered in thick eyebrows, make his eyes look like two black holes. His cheekbones and jawline rival Derrick’s and look even more pronounced with his smouldering black eyeliner and bright ruby-red lipstick. He has shoulder-length blonde frizzed curly hair with dark roots – courtesy of his Zimbabwean mother – and is toned from top to bottom. Wyatt identifies as male but lives for androgyny. He loves dressing to reflect his mood and personality and not his gen

"You do know that you're not as invisible as you 'think' or want to be, right? You were Mona Morello, daughter of the duke and duchess, now you're Mona Cavannaugh, wife to Lord Lore Cavannaugh and his heir's mother... Hello?" "I know, even the more reason why there's no need to put my face on the papers." She sighs. "Let me guess, because they already know what you look like?" I slightly turn to her. "Exactly." "What happens if you do find your face in the papers?" She narrows her eyes in question. "Then I'll drag whoever puts it there together with their company's asses and tissues in their mouths, right down to court." She laughs so hard tears form at the corners of her eyes and she clutch

The character was feminine, but not very well represented in that boy's mask, bulging eyes, grotesquely curved eyebrows, large red lips open in a smile with too many sharp teeth, long and pointed nose, rosy cheeks with prominent cheekbones, all in one evil grimace. The third boy: Brighella. The jester of the Zanni's deceptions and intrigues. Masks with oblique olive eyes, almost tanned brown skin, red cheeks, comically elongated and deformed nose, dramatic defined eyebrows, abundant French-cut mustache, lips closed in a wolfish and twisted smile. Last but not least chilling: Polichinella. The ruffian, philosophical and pimp whose mask has a normal hooked nose, eyes with wrinkled eyelids, a c

It was Stanley who would continue to force his mother to accept the idea, but it would be Vivian who would reap the rewards of the boy's persistence. 'Even if it's indeed ridiculous for adults to wear a robot mask, the mask will be able to hide my face, and that's why no one will recognize me even if people from the media come to me to interview me. It's like a masquerade ball, so it's not too bad, right?' Vivian smirked secretly as she thought that her identity would be safe if Kate agreed to implement the idea.

I sighed and before stepping out of the car, I put the black mask on my eyes, while its edges were gold. "I want you to blend in with the crowd tonight, Vale. They shouldn't find out that I am here to party. We do not need another scandal especially after I just took charge of the Council. Otherwise, those motherfuckers are going to eat me alive." I instructed. "Okay." He whispered and also covered his face with a mask. It was just my eyes that were covered while the forehead was hidden by my hair, however, Adrien's mask hid his entire face. He was doing his best to carry out the instructions given by me. Although I am not sure if he will manage to dodge the people as he has a unique and hug

Inside, in the cabin, it was choking and tense as Rachel and Vanessa stood in front of the old wooden mirror, with their reflections staring back—two women on the brink of something dangerous, irreversible. Vanessa was the first to move, reaching for the black leather mask lying on the table. The mask was simple in its effectiveness: sleek, featureless, and only serving to obscure identity without drawing attention. Her hands were steady as she fitted it, pulling the straps tight behind her head. The mask covered her eyes, leaving only her mouth exposed, but it was enough. It made her feel powerful, detached, as if she were someone else entirely, someone capable of doing anything.