Kuon X Sniper Mask Novels & Stories

“I am here to stop this wedding… “This is none of your business, and you have no right…” “First, you can't come here uninvited, and if you come to cause trouble…” Ronan stopped as a low growl erupted from Knox's throat. His outburst was thick and suffocating. “I am Knox, and I can do whatever I want, and whenever I want…” “Not even the Alpha of the X Corporation will walk out unscathed.” Ronan completed his sentence. The wolf soldiers hurried forward, and they all raised their weapons towards Knox. But they all looked like toys in front of his tall figure. And Knox, the masked alpha, started laughing.

Garnett was not only the second largest shareholder of Wilson's Company, but also the heir to the Garnett family in M Country. Last time, after Davis had failed to execute the killer plan, he had reported to Garnett about the Blood Revival Oral Liquid. They had discussed how to deal with Qin Haodong. He touched his beard, looking a little confused. Then, he said, "Kim Lunhai's mask cost us millions. It's made of the latest nanomaterial and was produced with the most advanced 3D printing technology. It should've been flawless.

Roonie returned his guns and drew out his sword-belt, placing it on BJ's neck. BJ went still immediately, not moving an inch for the fear of getting cut. "I told you I only wanna talk... aren't you Xavier's son?" He said through bloody teeth. "Who, pray tell are you?" Roonie replied, firmly holding the sword handle. "I'm Arrow, the silicone mask maker your father has been searching for....for two months now" BJ replied, trying not to even breath. "And?" Roonie replied expressionlessly.

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

I caught glimpses of hard muscle beneath the fabric, the cursed black markings twisting over his skin glimmered as though tiny stars lived within them. And then there was Orion. He leaned against the wall as he waited for Kaden, he was already fully dressed. Not in the standard uniform though— this was something else entirely. A sleek, all-black outfit hugged his tall frame, complete with leather harnesses strapped across his chest and knives glinting from their sheaths. Black gloves encased his hands, and polished boots gleamed under the weak morning light. The mask was the final touch, covering the lower half of his face and giving him an air of untouchable danger.

I purred, my voice laced in sarcasm as I pouted my lips. “Aww... Poor, lonely Enzo.” He scowled, his deep voice cutting through the air. “Wear your damn mask.” I rolled my eyes and held my mask. It had a peacock design, with feathers affixed to the sides. Golden detailing lined the edges, giving it a delicate yet exotic look. I put it on, and it shielded my features, except for my eyes and lips. I turned to look at him. His mask was the design of a wolf, its expression a scowl just like the one he carried permanently on his face. The only covered parts of his face were his forehead and eyelids. His eyes, nose, and mouth were exposed.

"That's Khleassandra. She is the Long Range Shooter of the family. What she used was an M16 Rifle also known as an AR-15." My eyes widened as I caught my rest. I didn't understand what he was saying because my life was more important to me. "I don't want to! Please! I don't want to play with you guys!" I struggled as I said that. "Let me go! Please!" Before I could fully recover, the tangerine on my shoulder was suddenly destroyed. The juice splashed on my face. I felt and heard something close to my ear. "And that is Allison. She is our Sniper. She used a Remington M24 SWS."

Five people to sneak into the heart of the enemy. They gathered in a smaller cave that served as an armory. It wasn't filled with swords and shields, but with tools of subtle war. Ronan traded his crystal-tipped spear for a wicked-looking knife made of black, volcanic glass, its edge so sharp it seemed to cut the light. He checked the tension of a powerful, compact crossbow, its bolts tipped with a paralytic toxin derived from a desert scorpion.

Kiera’s breath shattered. No — not shattered. Stopped. Ronan’s body snapped into a defensive stance so fast the air cracked. “Put the weapon down,” he growled. The masked figure didn’t move. Didn’t breathe. Didn’t blink. Kai whispered, “That’s not a Hunter.” Ronan’s claws slid out, slicing the air with a soft metallic whisper. “Who sent you?” The figure tilted its head. Then spoke. Not aloud. Not in any voice that belonged in the world.

I didn’t know the last advertisement I did in New York was for a Korean company! My hair had been dyed dark brown up until a month ago and curled up into a low bun. A white and gold Venetian masquerade mask is perched on my nose and held by my right hand to cover the top half of my face. My skin tone has a bronze tint to it thanks to the foundation. My closed lids are showing off the glittering gold coloured eye shadow that blends perfectly with my skin, and dark waterproof liner emphasized the contours of my eyes. My eyelashes have never looked so long and dark before, and the light blush on my cheeks gave it a rosy glow as my full lips lift in a half-smile, showing off the bright red lipst