Masked Sniper Anime Novels & Stories

Camden Reyes rolled his eyes as he watched her, he could've binge watched his favorite movie series already, joining this operation is such a waste of time. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone in an all black outfit, wearing black glasses and a black top hat. The man walked directly to where Ahmya Yamato was standing and pulled out a gun with a silencer on it, and directly fired it, pointing at Ahmya Yamato's temple. There were two shots, a lot of screams, another three gunshots and blood, Camden tensed, everything happened so fast he didn't even have time to react.

Jenkin. Kayson frowned and looked in the direction of the sniper because he could sense he was targeted again. “You should have run when you failed to kill me with one shot, yet you’re still attempting to take a second shot,” Kayson said nonchalantly. He lifted his arm and pointed with his finger. He channeled his lightning energy to his fingertip and shot out a lightning arrow about the thickness of a finger. It traveled faster than a bullet. The sniper was lying supine on the ground with his rifle aiming at Kayson from the rooftop of a building 100 meters away when his head suddenly exploded with a loud bang. He died on the spot.

But unfortunately, Simon wasn’t a man that would be killed easily. The masked man whose name was Mark kicked open the front door after blowing it off with his .45 caliber, he focused the gun on unseen targets while he held a torchlight with his left hand. “He’s in the room, he hasn’t moved yet,” the sniper guy spoke through the speaker in Mark’s ear. “Get the fuck out of my ear, I’ll handle this,” Mark whispered angrily, as he took each step with extreme caution. “Fuck you Mark,” the sniper guy cursed.

As the hissing of her Mambas gets closer, I ignore them and pretend to focus my gaze on Ryan and her bitch instead. "I have seen my scapegoat," I said with a smirk. Just then, the venom woman dived at me, and I slowly stepped aside, which made one of her Mambas whoosh past my face. I didn't let them regain their stances when I removed two arrows and shot them in the same motion. It hit one of the Mambas, pinned it to the ground, and I watched as it burned to ashes. The venom woman yelled in a rage, then hurdled at me, this time with her long claw. She snarled, her bloody teeth, which looked like a fang, revealed in the process, and her claws aiming for my face.

I need a sounding board. Vampires are unable to produce children, so Nikka, a cat shifter, mothers the entire clan. She's amazing and I've seen her get between two fighting bears three times her size and put them in their place. She bows to no one and she is also the last person you want to be on the outs with. For such a gentle woman, she is fierce when push comes to shove.

Kent, an Alpha, probably tired and under pressure of taking care of his clans. He probably doesn’t get to enjoy the simpler things in life like the sunsets. So this was why my sister Marianna was sauntering around in her room in an orange dress which reflected back golden light when she moved, because Marianna was right, I always knew what these werewolves liked. The dress was perfect. Marianna looked perfect. Kent won’t know what hit him. “Mother,” I lazily called. When she didn’t answer I yelled, “Mother, get your butt up here now!”

“Not bad for a beginner.” Then he walked toward a large case nearby and pulled out a long sniper rifle. Malikha’s eyes widened again when she saw the massive weapon. Several soda cans had been stacked far away as targets. Aidan calmly inserted his earbuds and adjusted the rifle scope with practiced precision before finally aiming. For a brief moment, Malikha found herself staring at him silently. He looked unbelievably handsome while focusing. His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, his posture steady and confident, every movement calm and controlled.

"Whoever is inside knows how to shield it." They reached the top of the debris pile. The cargo bay doors were jammed open, revealing a cavernous, dark maw. Standing in the center of the opening, backlit by the flickering blue emergency lights inside, was the Sniper. He—or she—was wearing a patchwork suit of hazmat gear and leather armor. A gas mask with a single, glowing blue eye-lens covered their face. The sniper rifle was lowered, but not safetied. It was a kinetic weapon—an old-school slug thrower, not an Admin energy rifle. Illegal. Untraceable.

One of Hayes' snipers had climbed onto a rocky hill overlooking the battle. The sniper ignored everyone else. His rifle was aimed directly at Nick. Nick was too busy fighting Hayes to notice. Ariana screamed with everything she had. "Nick!" He turned his head just as the sniper pulled the trigger. The gunshot echoed across the forest. And someone threw themselves in front of Nick. David Ashford.

* However, right at the moment when they were certain that Shirley Yang was about to fall into the Endless Abyss, another muffled thunder-like explosion was heard. This sound was even stronger than the one from the Desert Eagles, and the metallic bullet was exceptionally fierce. The metal bullet shot out by the Desert Eagle was hit by an even stronger metal bullet, and this metal bullet hit Miyamoto Masao's right arm under the strong inertia. "What the f*ck!" Miyamoto Shinei was shot in the shoulder. He groaned and his face turned green. He thought that it would be easy to get rid of Shirley Yang, who was in the MPV, but he didn't expect that there would be a top sniper lying in ambush in th