Masked Sniper Anime Novels & Stories

The guy flinched back in fear. His mind recalled the lost battle. And suddenly he realized where he was and how he ended up there. "S...Silvia?" The man tried and pretended to be unaware but Hunter wasn't having it. With a low growl, his claws extended out and he grabbed that guy's throat letting his claws pierce his skin causing blood to ooze out. "She... She was a seer who helped Alpha Alonso win all the battles," The guy said fearfully.

Mauler left, and Sniper's eyes turned sour as she watched her sister go. "You just have to wait and watch then," Sniper said, her voice dripping with malice. She fell onto her bed, and brought out her phone, which was full of photos of Venom. She smiled, her eyes gleaming with obsession, as she stared at the pictures. "I won't let anyone take you away from me, I won't," she whispered, her voice trembling with intensity. She stripped herself naked and stood in front of the photos, touching herself while moaning Venom's name.

"They'll have a sniper on the roof. Overwatch while the others breach." "How do you know?" "Because that's what I'd do." She moved. Up the stairs. To the access panel leading to the roof. Opened it slowly. Weapon up. Sure enough. A figure in tactical gear. Prone. Sniper rifle aimed at the clearing below. Preparing to drop anyone who ran. Anya didn't hesitate. Knife, quieter than gun. Faster than thought. She crossed the roof in four steps. Grabbed the sniper from behind. Blade across throat. Clean. Professional. Fatal.

Even laughing once or twice. Trauma bonding, her mind whispered. And yet, it felt too real to dismiss. Several blocks away, the sniper adjusted his scope. His breath stilled as he lined up the shot. The red dot danced over the table, steady, deliberate. “Time’s almost up,” he muttered. In his earpiece, Alessandro’s voice came again. “Hold. Thirty more seconds. Then you fire.” The sniper smirked, keeping his crosshairs fixed. Montez’s glass paused halfway to his lips. His eyes narrowed as he caught sight of something strange. There, just barely visible on Amira’s forehead, was the shimmer of a red dot.

The sniper was the most important part of their trap because the bullet they were going to use was a Silver Rush bullet. It could easily penetrate a martial artist's protective energy, which meant that no matter how skilled Sebastian was, he wouldn't be able to escape death. But now, with the sniper dead, it meant that the deadly trap had been completely unraveled by Sebastian. "There are too many impossibilities in this world. You've overestimated yourselves and underestimated your opponent. That's why men from the Slaughter Gods are all just talk." Sebastian glanced at the gunman on the ground and asked coldly once again, "Now tell me, who ordered you to kidnap Whitney? Jace?"

Black sedans. Armed teams. “Looks like we’re very popular tonight,” Lena said. Alina felt the pressure closing in from every direction. “So we’ve got assassins coming from the ground…” She pointed toward the skyline. “…and a sniper who never misses watching from above.” Arun’s voice remained calm. “Correct.” She folded her arms. “Just checking.” He turned the tablet toward her. “Look closer.” Alina studied the screen. Something didn’t add up. The sniper marker was not moving.

He adjusted the scope slightly. Trying to find another angle. But the child stayed too close. Then— The boy kissed Trisha’s cheek. The sniper froze. His eye focused on the boy’s face. And his pupils suddenly shrank. “…Wait.” The sniper leaned closer to the scope. Studying the child. Dark hair. Sharp eyes. That expression— “No shot tonight.” Within seconds, the weapon disappeared into a long black case. “I need to report to boss.” The shadow behind the window vanished.

The two bloodsuckers Mikali was holding at gunpoint in a dark cavern looked exactly like what Jo had been imagining when she’d picked out two potential snitches in her mind. Both of them were groveling on the ground, sweat pouring from their undead foreheads as they pleaded with the Guardian to let them go. Mikali was glaring at them, standing at his full height, which had to be at least six three since he towered over Jo, alternating the target at the end of his Beretta from one sniveling bastard to the other.

How do I get rid of that scumbag if you're there? He massaged his temple and examined his telescopic VSS Vintorez once more. Hayes and the woman both came out at the same time. His eyes widened, and he reached for the sniper trigger. He aim the Doctor's heart, and no one, not even Blessy, could stop him. He mentally counted slowly and exclaimed, "Gotcha!" A resounding yell could be heard all around. "Damn!" Ramona's bright smile met Zerus gaze. She was two meter away from him and, like him, she was carrying a powerful type of sniper. As he looked at her, the spark in his eyes glowed with rage.

Thanks to the skin tight armor they wear she is able to see it and then gives the command by opening her fist and flinging her hand forward. That cross bow within the capable hands of Xialn is the first thing that fires. Unlike normal bolts, the arrow is shaped to be soundless, however in its trajectory the side slices open one of the man leaves along the edges of a tree. The sound is enough to force the target’s living and breathing hair to hiss in a disturbing fashion. This forces the hand that is on the woman orc to shift behind her, moving her blue torso as well fully in the opposite direction catching the bolt in her hand. Little did these monsters know is that Xialn always hits his mar