Anbu Black Ops Mask Novels & Stories

I ask. The three brothers give each other a knowing, sneaky look, then stare back at me with a teasing look in their eyes. “We're not telling,” Nico replies with amusement in his voice. I roll my eyes. Typical them. I wasn't expecting them to tell me anyways. I know they won't let it out, not so easily. “What about your masks?” I ask. Nico grins and holds up a black half-mask shaped like a wolf’s snarl. “Mine.”

He took one of them as a human shield and either threw away or snatched the guns from their hands without their knowing. Unfortunately, the number of guards started increasing, as if there were some guards kept hidden. Two guards were going towards the friends… Gon couldn’t move from his position as he was dealing with the bunch of other guards. Bang! Bang! Both the guards fell on the ground. A black figure stood beside Gon. He was wearing a black mask and black cap, so no one could see his face. But Gon knew… who was standing beside him. It was difficult for him to digest the fact…

Each attendee is directed to select a mask from the counters, setting the stage for an evening of mystery and style. Emma, in harmony with her dress, opts for a captivating red mask adorned with a long black feather cascading down its left side. The mask, veiling almost her entire face, adds an intriguing aura, yet her distinctive emerald eyes remain an unmistakable identifier for those attempting to distinguish her amidst the masked crowd.

What hell am I supposed to do now? He smiled, leaning against the wall. "Maybe the goddess likes you better this way." "Don't play games with me, Liam. Not today." He flung both arms out in front of him. "Okay, okay. Okay. Relax. Let me think." He paced back and forth across his messy cabin, muttering to himself. "We need something quick… straightforward. Maybe—" "Maybe what?" I prompted. "Maybe we cloak you." "Disguise?" I asked.

Roxanne stared at him for a while. His aura was one that demanded respect, his icy blue eyes bored into hers but yet she couldn't see his face. He was wearing a mask. One that covered his face so completely that it looked like he had draped some essence of night and shadow around him. His inky black hair managed to cascade down his back in straight silken strands. His hands had gloves on them and he even wore black boots. Everything about him seemed dark. Roxanne found herself walking back, scared by just his presence.

Carlino’s POV The highway is sealed within minutes. Two SUVs block the front. Another cages the rear. My men move with surgical precision, weapons drawn but steady. A masked man stepped out slowly. Black coat. Black gloves. Face concealed beneath a matte mask that reflects nothing. He didn’t rush. He just stood there like he belonged. I stepped out of my SUV, the cold biting through my shirt. Lina moves to follow. “Behind me,” I said without looking at her.

Nagtaas-baba pa ang kilay nito. Sumunod ang tingin ko sa tinutukoy ni Athelia. Naroon si Adamson. He was wearing a black button down shirt. Nakabukas pa ang tatlong butones. He was a bit sweaty and under the lights, his sweat shimmers like they were diamonds. May suot din itong kwintas na may dog tag na pendant. Mukhang may magpipigil ng ngiti ngayong gabi ah. Natawa ako nang umirap si Ena at sumiksik sa akin.

He knew that Shama was in danger. He walked forward when he was surrounded by some people. They all wore black cloak and a black mask covered there faces. They moved towards Ansh to attack them. Ansh dodged each one of them. His eyes shined in the dark. Nails came out of his hands and he stabbed each one of them. He grabbed one person by his neck. “Who sent you here?” He asked in a threatening voice as his pointed fangs came out of his mouth. The person wasn’t speaking anything.

“He must have a body like him, but his height is less.” “What was his mask like?” Verity asked. “Umm. Like a Volto mask, but it was completely black, and it looked as if the mask was attached to the bowler hat he kept wearing,” Nox said. “Did he have a tattoo, a scar, or anything that made him stand out?” Morana asked. Nox scratched his head, trying hard to remember. “Honestly, I don’t remember if he had something like that, but I can recognize him right away when I look at him. I know I can. It’s difficult to put his aura into words, but I remember his aura vividly in my head.”

POV Theo Hansen said, "From now on, let my people operate the Singo Barong server.” Then he called out to someone who had been hiding behind the wall since I got onto the server. "Who is he?" Tony whispered in my ear. I observed a man dressed in all casual black, plus a mask covering his face. He stood right next to Hansen, then took off the mask that partially covered his face. I know the meaning behind the big smile on his friendly face. Isn't someone with that type of face worth looking out for?