Masked Rider Black Novels & Stories

Mia stammered. Instead of an answer, a sudden crash of thunder split the sky. Lightning flashed, and for a brief second she caught a clear glimpse of him. He was wearing something over his face, like the protective masks welders used to shield themselves from flying sparks. His entire outfit was black, and in his hands he carried a massive weapon… the kind you only ever saw in movies. He definitely wasn’t Axel. "Come with me," the mechanical voice said, "if you don’t want things to end badly."

Honestly, between getting caught by him again or being dragged away by these rogue wolves, I’d take the latter. Suddenly, Ryder reached out his hand toward me. "We haven’t introduced ourselves yet. I’m Ryder Black!" I didn’t shake his hand, just stared at it coldly. "Ryder? What are you, a motorcyclist or something? Oh wait, I know—you’re a bandit!"

Raiden called. He was showing her a hand sign. Harriet must keep her words, or else it's going to cause her some trouble. Raiden was sensitive when it came to promises. He can't get over the broken promises. Each of them has their own special weapons. Raiden was using a sword, while Harriet was skilled in archery and using a sharp knife. They are made of metal and silver and could kill their enemies. They took their weapons with them. Raiden led the path, and he was taking her to the wild forest. They just heard about the place, but they have never been there.

I assured MK. I was really scared this time, afraid that MK would disappear and never come back again. Seeing that I admitted my mistake, MK's intimidating aura softened. He said, "I didn't mean to scare you, it was just an accident. Don't worry, as long as you behave, our agreement will never be canceled." After listening to MK's words, I felt relieved. Although I was still curious about the face underneath MK's mask, I dared not attempt to remove it. "Alright, as long as you teach me how to seek revenge, I will follow your lead." I spoke firmly.

"From this moment on, it's just you and me. We'll figure out the rest, together." BLAIR'S POV The side entrance led to a part of the garage I'd never seen before—a hidden bay where a black motorcycle waited, sleek and dangerous-looking under the lights. "You kept this from me?" I asked, staring at the bike. "Just comes with the mafia package," Dimitri said with a small smile, handing me a helmet. “We'll be able to get by faster this way.” I took the helmet with shaky hands, reality suddenly crashing down. We were really doing this. Really running away from my mother, from Valor, from the only home I'd known for the past few months.

The main base of the cross was hidden and no one really knew where except their members but Mia received intel from a spy sent out on their suspected location. Seeing someone come out from the wall only meant that there was a possibility that their base was located behind the wall. Riona had her eyes on the person that walked through the wall and beside her protocols to never engage with a cross, she found herself taking little steps toward danger. Marcus called out her name but she was lost in a trance as she moved closer to the enemy. She studied her target who wore a black hoody that covered his face but there was something familiar about him, she asked herself who it could be, had she co

Unlike me. Reaching behind my head I pull on the black velvet string tied at the back and let my mask fall to my lap. “I’m sorry, I was heading out when a few of my fans spotted me. They freaking chased me all over the place, even as I was interviewing with Radio Splash FM.” “Shit, are you okay, did they see your face?” “I’m fine, I was able to hide both times before they could catch me.” I say to reassure him and shut my eyes.

“Don’t worry, okay? Everything’s going to be alright.” I ask him about the mission, but he says that the Black Tiger is going to explain everything to me. Can you believe it? Everyone knows he doesn’t talk to anyone. I step outside, and see him riding a motorcycle in front of the building. He’s wearing a black silk shirt, opened to the chest, showing his pale skin. His hair is styled messily, with some strands covering his eyes. His gloved hands are on the grips, ready to start the vehicle. He turns his head and looks at me, and his dark stare makes my body shiver.

Kara flung the chair towards Maria as she charged towards her. Maria shielded her face from the incoming object with her hands. The chair fell broken just after the collision. Maria raised her eyes to Kara, she swung the gun into the air, but Kara was deft enough to evade the attack. She punched her ribs twice. Maria screamed in pain before hitting her back with the edge of the gun. Kara staggered back and Maria pointed the gun. Andre swung his hand crudely through the air, Kara arched her back, swinging a hand towards his face. The punch missed by few inches but landed on his nose.