Masked Naruto Novels & Stories

Then, he handed him a mask. His dilemma was solved when Ortega gave him the mask. He wore it and looked in the mirror to check his appearance. With the ninja mask on, it was only his eyes that remained visible and it would be hard for anyone to recognize him. “This is ridiculous! How could they let us in when it’s too hard to recognize us while wearing the mask?” “Don’t worry about it. Paloma has it covered already,” Ortega answered and reminded him of the password. Marcus recalled that at the bottom of the invitation card that Paloma emailed to him, there was a note that looked like a slogan. He thought it was just an added detail. “Ah, the password.” He answered, then he drove towards the

Pockmark Mask now. ***

He was going to pretend not to understand Dragonese to deceive Kiran, but he did not expect him to kill him just like that. Kiran walked up to another ninja and pulled out the silver needle. The ninja immediately woke up and was about to make a move, but Kiran had already pulled the mask off. This time, it was a girl. The woman had a small face and sandy skin. She was not very fair, but her crescent-shaped eyebrows and straight nose bridge made her look beautiful. Her monolid and upturned eyes made her look even more charming. If they were not in this position right now, no one would believe that she was a ninja. They would just think that she was a gorgeous woman.

I stood in front of the full-length mirror while she circled around me like an artist inspecting a painting she hadn’t quite finished. She tugged lightly at the sleeves of the oversized black hoodie she’d made me wear before stepping back with a satisfied nod. A black face mask covered the lower half of my face, while the hood hid most of my hair. The faded blue jeans and plain sneakers completed the disguise, leaving very little about me recognizable. I stared at my reflection for several long seconds before slowly turning toward her. “So…” I lifted my hands and looked down at myself. “This was your brilliant plan?” Mara grinned proudly.

"Well, Deno, she's my pet. I'll come up with a solution to what you said as soon as possible, but until then, you need to increase the number of patrols and the number of people." Noah said to Deno. I slowly looked up at him. He was wearing a mask that blocked half of his face, but I could still see a horrible scar on the right side of his cheek. He was a little shorter than Noah and was wearing a wide black cloak with a red rose pattern on his left shoulder. The people under Noah would have such iconic patterns. Deno looked at me for two seconds and then quickly left the study. "Don't be afraid, he just has something to discuss with me."

If the victim screamed, the sound was unheard. Niquel spotted the casters, the guardians, nearing the base of the tree. The rest of their enemies must’ve fled after he shifted, but it paid to be careful. He wouldn’t slip again. Turning his attention back to his mate, his heart lurched in his chest when he saw her surrounded by enemies, all wearing a black tight-fitting clothing with black-painted generic full face masks to hide their identities.

“Who among us doesn’t look stupid?” Gab was wearing a belly pad with a scar on his face. I was wearing a middle-aged with skin disease, covered with scary designs of Viking tattoos on the face. While Skye was wearing a male bald on top of his head, and her nose was so flat as if a bulldozer passed by and crashed the nose bridge perfectly flat, leaving only a portion of her nose holes to exist. Skye’s nose is actually well-bridged, definitely different from the silicon-made mask she was now wearing.

We talked and laughed, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. Just as we were in the middle of our conversation, the door creaked open, and a tall, dark-skinned man walked in. My head instinctively turned to greet him. Just as I raised my face to greet him, I felt a jolt of recognition run through me. It was the same guy from the masked party! I couldn't believe it; I had unmasked him in the washroom while we were kissing. I didn't know I'd remember his face ever again.

When Yuna regained consciousness, she could hear a woman cheering, "it's a girl!" The woman had a surgical mask covering the bottom half of her face. She resembled a ninja, but her clothes were too bright to be considered a ninja. She assumed that maybe it was normal to dress this way in this world. Yuna looked around and noticed a random metal box that kept making odd sounds. She had never heard anything like it. The ninja lady gently passed Yuna over to her mother.