High Rise Invasion Sniper Mask Novels & Stories

The obsidian archway groaned, a dull green light flickering back to life across the stone. "System error cleared," Zack called out, his voice strained as he forced himself to look away from my face. He grabbed the silver token and thrust it back into my hand, his fingers brushing against mine. He was cold as ice. "Mask 99... you are cleared for entry. Move along." "Thank you for your service, Commander," I said softly. I raised the silver filigree mask, letting the cold, diamond-cut metal settle against my skin. The world through the thin slits turned darker, sharper, and completely focused.

It showed a man with a black mask on a tall building with a sniper in hand, many cars were passing on the highway where the building was located. Some minutes later, a white car came passing on the highway, the man with mask aimed his sniper at the tyre of the white car, then he shot, immediately, the car lost control, the assassin then targeted the driver of the car, while he was aming, the camera used in recording the scene somehow zoomed into the interior of the car and showed the driver of the car clearly, which turned out to be Alex father, he was shot by the side of the head by the assassin, following that he shot the person by the co-driver side which was his mother, because of this,

The shooter was wearing a mask at that moment, so his face was completely hidden. "Seems like your plan to kill Young Master White, failed completely. Unfortunately for you, he is still alive and well." Warren said teasingly. There's nothing a sniper hates more than missing a kill. And Warren wanted to express this so he could fluster the sniper. "Who's to say it wasn't a shot meant to warn him. Now then, would you move out of my way!" the sniper commanded. Warren stood firm. Then the sniper retrieved a 9 mm gun from his side and pointed it at Warren. Warren almost burst out laughing when he saw that. He knew he could easily take out the sniper, Warren wanted to entertain him a little, at le

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.

On her feet sat soft-soled tabi boots with segmented soles for near-silent movement, reinforced at the ball and heel for spurts of speed, and Knee-high gaiters strapped with fold-away grappling hooks for scaled walls or rapid retreats. A lightweight half-mask of lacquered steel and leather, covering nose and mouth; built-in carbon filter neutralises toxic fumes. The mask’s surface bears a subtle crimson blossom motif - her personal emblem, visible only when moonlight strikes it just right. Alec had to blink a few times. He was certain this woman with flaming carmine hair and apple green eyes was his mother, even beyond the mask. However, she ignored him and walked right up to Artemis. The wa

The woman stood still, her body tense. Her golden mask, a true work of art adorned with gemstones, concealed the upper part of her face, revealing only her lips and chin. It was more than just a mask—it was a masterpiece. Elijah's expression darkened as he whispered to his subordinate, "After all this searching, you bring me this?!" The subordinate stammered nervously, "S-Sir, we hired the best private investigators in Centrolis and followed your leads. This is the result."

The sun showed signs of setting, and Adepe retracted his gaze from the sky. He stood up from his chair and adjusted his suit as well as put on his gray mask, then he glanced at Loreen. "Let's go." He yanked his hands into his pocket and began to walk out of the office with Loreen and Alex following behind him. ______ From a tall building near the company, a man clad in a black hoodie and black sweatpants, with a mask covering half of his face, stood beside an MTS 116m suppressed sniper rifle, which is considered one of the deadliest weapons.

He stood in front of her, gun raised. Branches parted. A tall man stepped into view—hood up, mask on, rifle strapped to his back. Zara’s blood turned to ice. Lucien recognized him too. The same build. The same stance. The same sniper who shot Senator Moore. He was here. For Zara. “Get behind me,” Lucien said again. She tried. Her legs refused. The man lifted his gun— And Vanessa’s scream tore through the forest from somewhere deeper ahead. “DON’T!”

Ashley looked between them. “You two know each other?” Neither man answered. The silence itself was enough. Dominic lowered his weapon slightly. “Take off the mask.” The stranger smiled beneath it. “Not yet.” “Why?” “Because once Ashley sees my face…” He looked directly at her. “…there’s no turning back.” Before anyone could react A laser dot appeared on the stranger’s chest. Then another. Then five more. Snipers. Dominic’s eyes widened. “Move!” The stranger looked toward the rooftops.

I command “Yes.” She breathes nodding before turning her head away from me. As soon as I reach my armoury room I change into a pair of dark jeans, a black V-neck t-shirt and put on my boots. I strap on my 9mm underneath my shirt, grab my sniper case and insert my Matsuda blade onto my back. I was getting ready to party.