Anbu Black Ops Mask Novels & Stories

It was far darker and deeper than the orangey red of the djinn. I shielded my eyes, blinded by the intensity and power of the aura that now clashed against the djinns. It diminished and there, a few metres away, stood a man. He was lean, tall, and muscular, wearing all black with a black cloak around his shoulders, but what got to me was that his clothing was similar to Mom’s; he had his hood up, and a black mask covered his face. His hands were gloved and the only part of him that was visible were his eyes.

she blurted out. “Who did?” he asked. “I can’t tell; I didn’t see his face. He came to me and handed me the pictures and told me to go to the academy and expose her,” she said. “Describe him,” he said. “He is tall and a Lycan. He covered his face with a black mask, and his hair was packed in a small bun. His voice is a bit deep, with a broad chest and shoulders,” she said. “Taller than him?” I asked. She looked at me, and she didn’t want to answer, but Bryan nudged her.

Zane continues before ending the call. I ran to my bike, opened the compartment behind and put on the leather jacket I kept inside just in case. I took out my mask, which is enough to cover my mouth and one of my eyes, leaving a hole for me to look. I drew a mouth and other designs on it to make it look cool and it's safe to say that I'm proud of it. If you've ever watched Tokyo Ghoul, you might have an idea or two. It looks just like kaneki's, but mine is better.

A mask should be worn. Blood Moon grabbed a black fox mask that covers her eyes and nose, and only her red lips are visible. She walked outside the room and met her idiotic partner in crime. "Hello, Shadow," she greeted with a bit of hesitance. "Looking great, Keisha," he greeted with a playful flirt and she closed her eyes in frustration. "Do not-- Do not call me by my name," she irritatedly commanded. "I didn't know you were coming with me," she murmured with gritted teeth. Guessing from the way he dressed, she concluded that he'll be accompanying her.

I wanted to rip the mask off, to let him see the monster and the woman, and to lose myself in the heat of his embrace. But as his fingers moved toward the silk ribbons at the back of my head, a cold splash of reality hit me. I am a murderer, I reminded myself. I am an impostor in a dead girl's palace. He is a man of the South, a man of secrets. If I let him see me—truly see me—I would lose the only armor I had left. The power of my eyes was my greatest weapon, but my mask was my greatest shield. Just as his fingers brushed the knot of the ribbon, I grabbed his wrist. My grip was unnaturally strong, fueled by the desperation of a cornered animal.

An elegant onyx-black mask, etched with faintly glowing wolf runes. My eyes narrowed. “The mask is designed to hide your aura,” He referred to Maverick. “It will help distort your voice, block scent tracking and also cloaks your magical signature and facial recognition” He said. I took the mask, staring and admiring it. A key for walking into human spaces without detection. “It’s bound to your energy,” Ardan said. “Only you can remove it. And if it breaks... we have problems.” I crossed my arms. “So you’re going to play Batman now?”

I said calmly, I'm controlling myself now, I don't want to fight them back I was about to stand up when the man wearing a mask, I guess the leader of this shit suddenly punched me on my face, he messed with my face I placed the bags that I was holding on the bench near us " I told you not to mess with me, I warned you," I said as I slowly walked near them The guy wearing a black cap kicked me but I immediately dodged it, I kicked him hard that caused him to stumble on the ground The other guy took the opportunity and punched me on my stomach, I groaned in pain, I felt dizzy, all of them took the opportunity to knock me down, I tried my best to fight back, I punched them I kicked them but in

Even Ah Yin shook her head slightly, "Even I don't know." "Did you buy some masks?" Chen inquired and Ah Yin nodded. With a thought and sliver of spirit energy, she pulled out eleven oval masks with various colors and carvings on them. Out of all the masks, there was only one that suited his black battle robes. A simple black mask carved out of the devil tree's wood but it didn't have any spirituality. The sections of the eyes were bordered by white marking. Taking the mask and trying it on, Chen suddenly looked towards Ah Yin with an intensity she had never felt before. His green eyes locked with her blue eyes as he questioned her calmly, "How do I look?"

A majestic and ruthless cold aura exudes from him, giving one the urge to subconsciously bow to him. On the man’s face was a sleek and metallic cold, black mask that had intricate, sharp, fierce yet minimalistic designs that made it seem as if it wanted to come alive. The mask's eye cutouts are sharp, revealing the man's piercing, deep, and frigid blue eyes. The mask edges were sharp and precise, enhancing the man's intimidation, majesty, coldness, and ruthlessness.

Silver~ He was wearing a black and red crochet bunny mask with red horns and long flat ears. His black turtle neck shirt was tucked in black pants and matte black boots. And a black long coat hung lazily on his shoulders. When he spoke, his voice was slightly altered by the mask, but it unmistakably sounded like Daniel’s. Or could I be overthinking it? “And you are…?” Adrian asked, lifting a brow, clearly displeased with the interruption. The masked young man inclined his head slightly.