Demon Slayer Masked Guy Novels & Stories

He squeezed her hand harder. “Damien, you’re literally a grown man!” Isla stared at him, stunned. There was no mischief in his voice, no sarcasm. He meant every word. He was really frightened. “Let go. The masked man is gone.” she said. “You’re not lying?” “I’m serious.” He opened one eye to confirm, the screen looked harmless. He sighed and opened both eyes. Then the masked man reappeared, holding a human heart in his arm. “Hell no.” Damien shrank again, closing his eyes and sinking into himself like he wished the seat could swallow him whole.

Tamara Sergei is The Masked Guy. I stare at him with my mouth open, no sound emerging because there are no words for what I'm feeling. It's like looking at a photograph that's been torn in half and discovering the pieces somehow form two completely different pictures when separated. The gentle stranger who'd held me when I cried. The dangerous man who'd offered me money to carry his child. The anonymous lover who'd made me feel beautiful and desired. The killer who'd stolen my father from me.

She wiped the blood that was streaming down face Then out of nowhere stepped the mysterious man from Solaria, but he was different, he had a mask on the right side of his face. The Gate Guardian turned to the mysterious man standing in his way. The man gave a smirk and drew a sword. “Who now dares to approach the undefeated guardian of water.” Said the Gate Guardian. “My name doesn’t matter, all that matters is that you die.” Said the masked man, then he shot him with dark lightning sending the guardian flat on his back, there was a loud boom in the water.

It wasn’t that difficult to figure who, either. Freya would bet all the designer outfits that Alisa bought for her that the tall, masked man was the same bastard who had nearly turned Prince Colin to mush back at the Maleficent Air Tournament incident. He was probably also the one who attacked Dr. Hansel at the hospital. It wasn’t just the mask that gave it away, it was this method of subduing his enemies. And the fact that he was obviously shielding Spencer Vega, Alisa’s brother and current vessel for Jester’s evil overlord father, Oberon. Well, whatever the hell this was, the masked man couldn’t keep this up forever. Something this powerful must take a toll on the Gifted. Freya just needed

Tommy didn’t believe me, of course. Who would? I had to beg him. My friend shrugged and promised to wait in our chambers until I dealt with the problem. The issue was resolved the same night. I simply summoned the hunter. As hellhounds weren’t simple dogs, hunters weren’t simple demons. He appeared almost immediately, looking at me with his blood-red eyes. He was tall, gangly, and reminded me of a cellar spider. In the cloud smoke which hid his features he seemed clumsy and awkward—if you didn’t know how fast and deadly he could be.

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 .

Hunter’s chortle is not in the least bit amused and as he looks at the person beside him, his voice a displeased rumble as he speaks, “Do your job, and do it well. Maybe then we can negotiate and find something to do about your problem.” There’s no response for a while but a scent, a faint scent, floats out on the air and on it is flustered embarrassment. The masked man nods, and he walks towards Axios. The air seems to become charged with energy every single step he takes. There’s an undeniable feeling of power radiating off him and I keep it at the back of my mind to find out where I've felt this before. He stops in front of Axios, pulls the head of his cloak down, and a soft gasp leaves m

The red masked man turned to me and smiled. “I would bow but the Lycan doesn’t bow to anyone. Dimitri Petranov, Lycan of the Lycan territory at your service,”

However, with the help of advanced technology and some special material, Sahil and his subordinates cannot only distinguish between humans, demons, and angels, as well as they can also hide their faces. The mask that Sahil and his subordinates always wear during face-offs with demons and other creatures can protect their mind and help them hide their identities. But since Kiara was able to see through their masks, Sahil made an exception and decided to be without a mask whenever Kiara and he were alone. So now, In front of another demon, he was wearing his mask.