Novel & Cerita Booktok Masked Men

The same masked man from the hostage photo. Zara zoomed in. “Run facial,” she said. Seconds later, a name popped up. Dane Rosetti. Former Blackwell security. Expelled for fraud. Zara turned slowly. “You hired him once?” “I fired him,” Alec corrected. “He tried blackmailing a senator’s daughter. Vanessa must’ve picked him up right after.” Zara’s jaw clenched. “She’s building an army of disgraced men. Men who want revenge. That makes her even more dangerous than we thought.”

I moved quickly, brushing past Seth's scorching stare, and wrapped Ruby in my arms, shielding her from the prying lenses with my back, a fortress of protection. I patted her back, my voice heavy but clear, loud enough for the cops and reporters close by to catch every word: "Don't be scared, I'm here now. Everything's going to be okay. The police are here... Whoever did this to you, they're going to pay." Those words were both a balm and a command, cementing Ruby's resolve. She wept harder, her sobs a heart-wrenching symphony of grief. "Zayden! You bastard! It was you! You're the one who framed me!"

"My apologies, Mr. Bodeen. Just escorting our next guest." A tall man in dark suit stepped into view behind Dominic. Wearing an Aurelian Group security uniform. My blood turned to ice. The guard's eyes swept the room, casual at first, then landed on me his brow furrowed, and I watched him tilt his head slightly like he was trying to place something familiar. Nick's hand was still wrapped around my wrist. The security guard's gaze dropped to where we were connected, then back up to my masked face. I saw it happen. Saw the exact moment recognition started to dawn in his eyes. He opened his mouth like he was about to call my name.

They saw the young man being stopped at the entrance, but both guards were suddenly down in a blink of an eye. "Hmph, I warned both of you I have no time for this," He coldly stated as he fixed his black suit and glared at the two. The guards stood up and were ready to launch towards him as revenge when suddenly someone shouted, "That's enough!" Everyone looked at the source of the voice, and to their surprise, it was Dr. Zen

I stumbled on something or………. So I thought but no it was someone.closing my eyes ,expecting to fall,but I didn’t instead I felt a strong arms pulling me close .curious to know ,who didn’t freak out due to my ugliness, I opened my eyes and saw him. THE MASK GUY that doesn’t associate himself with anyone.he likes been alone just like me but the difference is that he hates people associating with him he usually shun them to stay away from him but me ,no one wants to come close to where I am .

Though he hadn't answered me on my offer, but then, I guess it wouldn't be a bad idea to tell him about these masked men, just in case he knows about them. “How much do you know about me, Dan?” “Though I live in the wild, I've gotten some information about some ceremony that was held in your pack a few days ago, though I don't know the details of what happened, but it seemed the party didn't go on successfully.” “Wow, I can't believe that you are well-informed about my activities in the pack.” “I told you so.” “Actually, these masked men are enemies. I tried searching for them, but all to no avail. It was almost as if they didn't exist at all, but I know for a fact they are existing and are

The taste of the warm meal was overwhelming, filling the void in his stomach that had been gnawing at him for days. Across from him sat a figure cloaked in mystery—a man wearing a sleek black mask that concealed his identity. The mask was smooth, with sharp, angular lines, making the wearer appear both menacing and regal. Despite the strange man's intimidating presence, he watched the starving man with a detached curiosity, unfazed by his ravenous eating. When the masked man noticed the plates emptying quickly, he raised a hand, signaling the maids to bring more food. "Feed him until he's satisfied," the masked man commanded in a voice that was calm yet firm, and the maids moved swiftly to c

A gasp escaped my lips as the light shone on Nana, seated on a chair in the middle of the large room, her mouth gagged and fear written all over her face. A man, dressed in black and in a black mask stood behind her with a gun to her head. "No!" I whispered as I looked on. "So this is the knight in shining armor?" A voice came from my right and I almost jumped out of surprise. There was another man dressed like the first man, sitting on a chair to my right. "Who are you and what do you want?" I asked angrily. "I just want what is mine." His voice was so calm as he spoke. It was eerily calm, like he had done it numerous times, and taken the lives of some unlucky few.

She’s already been groped by a senator twice. Where the hell is Arthur? “Need a refill? Or is there something else you need?” She turns. A man in a simple black mask stands beside her. Not handsome. Not ugly. Just… forgettable. The kind of man you wouldn’t look at twice. “No thanks,” Bethany says flatly, turning away. “You’re the life of the party,” he says casually. “Even when death nearly took you.” Bethany freezes. The man smiles beneath the mask. She turns slowly to face him again. “Excuse me?”

The deep voice startled her. Honey looked up to see a tall man in an elegant black mask that covered the upper half of his face. He wore a perfectly tailored charcoal suit with no tie, the top buttons of his crisp white shirt undone to reveal a glimpse of tanned skin. "Is it that obvious?" she asked, trying to sound more confident than she felt. He smiled, a flash of straight white teeth that contrasted with his dark mask. "You have that look of someone taking mental notes rather than simply experiencing it."