Xxxtentacion Mask Novels & Stories

"Do you take this woman to be your wife, to stand by her through thick and thin?" "I do," the man said, his voice muffled by the mask. The guests whispered in awe. Howard Larson, the Larson family's big shot, was so in love with me that he would not let a bad cold stop our big day. He did not want to disappoint me. "Wait a second." The man's eyes darted around, and his forehead was dotted with sweat. I smiled and asked, "Howard, you're looking a bit pale. Too busy with the wedding to remember your medicine?"

fuck, six? “Come here. I'll tip you. A man spoke, wearing a golden antelope mask; a fit, blonde-haired man had a slight setting of a normal mask on. In his palms was a tray of fruits he crawled towards the man who had spoken. The hooded, masked man ripped off the band on his stack of cash, tucked lots of hundred-dollar bills into the servers mask, and I watched in fucking disbelief as the man turned his plugged ass towards him

Alec There were two kinds of masks: the kind you wore to protect yourself—and the kind you wore so long, they started wearing you. Alec knew which one he was dealing with now. The boardroom of Lexden Holdings gleamed like a mirror—reflecting power, ambition, and bloodless smiles. Zara stood beside him, wearing her signature leather jacket over a sleek black dress she’d whipped together in a day. Her hair was pulled back, curls untamed, and she radiated defiance like it was a second skin.

"Very well then, I will be waiting for you.'' With those words, I ended the call. I kept back the phone and thought to myself. If I really wanted Victoria to love me as Eric, then I would have to know a few things about her. Restlessly, I strolled to my closet, picked up a simple pair of black jeans, a jacket, and a long white sleeve. I opened my drawer and took out a black mask, I took the mask in my hands and stared at it. I knew how badly she wanted to see my face and know my identity, but I just can't show my face to her, at least not for now.

No matter how hard he is to understand, his eyes give away the things he is trying to mask. "I'll pick you up at 6." He said getting up. "Be ready" "Sean.." I stopped him. "Yea?" "What do I wear?" "Something that suits my tux." He said, heading to the door. "Where are we going?" He flashed a grin. "That's for me to know and you to find out." ***

“What? You don’t want to. Shall I go down my knees and suck your dick. Ooohh! I forgot! You don’t have one anymore. What to do?” “I am rather in a good mood. Don’t sully it!” He took out a white mask from his pocket and put it on my face. “Wear this, I don’t want someone seeing your face, especially your eyes. Leave it to tonight’s winner,” he laughed then disappeared around the corner talking to one of the guards.

As much as the thoughts caused a hollow depth in him, he felt the relief and the comfort that came with knowing your sanity will soon be yours. Mr Macklemore walked out a small door, from the looks of things would be a restroom. He had the sense of dressing that although looked good on him, felt more like the older days and not of a classic gentleman. He adjusted his tie, fixing it in the middle of his neck before pulling his jacket down its length. A sleeveless Jacket? You some kind of waiter? At least, his shoes are nice. He dipped himself into the seat directly in front of him. Without a word, he filled the two teacups, stretching the other to Andre.

"I'm so jealous! You look amazing! Tyler is so going to drool all over you." "Thanks." I said, but it came out really quiet. It was almost too quiet to even be heard by Emily. I let out a sigh and walked in front of my long mirror that could reflect my whole body. I did actually look nice the front pieces of my hair were pulled and clipped at he back of me head and I had on a spaghetti strap black dress and a black masquerade mask. I love wearing these masks because sometimes you can't tell who the person is because they're covering there face. Especially if your a brunette. There are a lot of brunettes in my school.

I mouthed, taking of the face mask “Oh my Gawd…..jeez Ax…….”He almost screamed, but I was swift to cover his mouth “Hey…quiet..you won’t want crazy fans coming here right” I scoff putting on the mask, he chuckled “Yea..yea..come on, let’s go to the VIP section….they got expensive dresses over there…and those crazy fans can’t come there. So you will be free to take off that ugly mask” He smirk “My mask isn’t ugly, I know thousand of girls will die to get a hold of it” I boasted