Welcome To Masquerade Novels & Stories

Someone Point of View "Boss civor, someone giving you an invitation. It says that they invited you to join a masquerade party." reaper said. Civor nodded and told him to leave his office. Civor opened the invitation card and read it. Good day, Empire/Organization/Mafia/Yakuza/Assassins! I'm inviting you to join our Luxury Masquerade Party. All organizations and Empires are allowed to join. Everyone is required to wear a formal attire, and we are not allowing you to bring any weapons for everyone's safety. Thank you!

“ Perfect “ Zara muttered to herself. Zara: I need a date. And a partner in crime for Step Six. Masquerade party. She stared at the message for a split second before hitting send. Not because she doubted he’d say yes, but because she already knew he would. Leo replied almost immediately, like he’d been waiting for her to say something like this. Leo: A masquerade? Perfect. My face is literally my biggest secret weapon. Mask or no mask, I’m in Zara. Zara chuckled to herself. The game was on again. And this time, it would be played in silk, mystery, and shadows.

As we walk into the full hall with people dancing, I have my arm looped around Ruggerio’s. Just like the first time I set foot in this room, I feel free and happy. As we descend the long stairs with the white balustrades, we already plan on which bar we are going to attack first, before settling in a cozy lounge. “Who knows if our room will still be available tonight?” Ruggerio grins at me and I shake my head, not able to contain my happy smile. We are wearing the same mask we wore the night we met. The only difference will be, that he will get to slip it off me by the end of the night. THE END

Shit, this makes me nervous. "Before you go inside, you must use this, ma'am. Tonight is a special night of the month when we do this masquerade party. So, anyone can meet others without knowing his or her identity." Josh gives me a white lace mask. "Okay, so no one will know me?" "Yes, correct, and here, use this bracelet. Enjoy your night, ma'am." Lucky for me. Not even Selene or Gabriel can't identify me. This is so good.

“No problem. It’s good to see you smile. Much better than you moping around the house all day long. The way you’re stuck to the house, you’ll be growing mushrooms soon.” He takes a look at the grandfather clock tucked in the corner of the living room and jumps up excitedly. “We have to go, or we’ll be late for the masquerade party.” The masquerade party is an annual event where members of different packs come together to mingle around in hopes of meeting new friends and finding their mates. Basically, it’s like an open blind date where you can hook up with anyone you fancy at the party. In all my twenty years of life, I have never once attended the party but Ares has. He attends it every sin

Why did someone have to appear at such a time? Beatrice, ever so kind, extended her hand for a handshake and approached her. Mrs. Davidson explained that the masquerade was meant to allow everyone to forget their identities and break down barriers, enabling more free-flowing conversations. Beatrice greeted her warmly, “Hello, your mask is very beautiful.” Candice smiled and replied casually, “Thank you. Would you like me to help you pick a mask?” Beatrice eagerly agreed, “That would be wonderful. You youngsters always have better taste than us.”

“Hey girl, you got a package.” My eyebrows shoot up, “Really?” She throws it at me, and I begin to examine it. “Funny, it has no return address. I wonder who sent it?” Katie suggests that I open it to see if there's a note inside. It's a plausible idea, so I quickly opened it. I pull out a golden, ornate mask. “Wow, it's beautiful.” “Hey, Eva, look, there is a note!” Katie cheered. I take it and read it aloud. You are cordially invited to "Experience The Night," a Masquerade Gala at St. John's Cathedral, this Friday night, from dusk till dawn.

He didn’t even want to see me until today and held me as if I was the most precious dog in the world. I knew it was all for show, whoever was inside that door, he wasted to show them he was incharge and it freaked me out so bad. He nodded at his men as they threw the door open and we stepped into the room. My eyes widened at the crowd in The room as I took in how pretty everyone looked and how attractive the hall was. The music stopped as I tightened the mask on my face I had put on, on my way down here. It was a masquerade party and everyone appeared to be in a mask.

Their entrance not only steals the spotlight but also etches a memorable chapter in the minds of everyone present at the party, ensuring that this night will be recounted for its unparalleled glamour and allure. Approaching their families with an air of sophistication, the group, resembling well-groomed individuals, gracefully mingles with relatives, ensuring their presence is noted. After this brief interaction, they reconvene, choosing to enjoy each other's company instead of blending into the crowd, radiating a collective charisma. As the party unfolds with a gentle melody playing in the background, an announcement resonates through the venue, signalling the beginning of the masquerade th

I shot up out of my seat and snatched the letter out of Rosalie's hand, My eyes soaked in each word, clinging onto what I assumed was a beck and call. And it was It was an invitation for their launch party in celebration of the company's grand opening. "Wait, it's happening tonight?!" My eyes widened. "It would seem so." Rosalie nudged me. "And it's a—" "Masquerade ball?! With masks required?" "How luxurious." Rosalie mused. "I believe events concerning masks and big, extravagant attire are custom in Italian culture. It's on brand for them." "I'm going." I said resolutely.