Naruto Masked Novels & Stories

It would be a disaster if that happened. He looked up briefly, his jaw set. “You think this is Luigi again?” Nero’s eyes were still fixed outside the window. “It doesn’t feel like him,” he said quietly. “But something about the man… the masked man. His eyes behind that damned mask… it wasn’t random. He was almost… familiar.” Nico’s eyes narrowed. “You recognized him?” “He seemed familiar,” Nero replied. “And what’s worse, I felt his rage, and hatred. For me.”

The man was still standing with his arms folded, slowly turning around, and Ning Yan lost her voice and exclaimed out, "Ji Du!" Only to see that person's face wearing a silver and white mask, the lower right corner of the mask is engraved with the word "plan", condensed smoke breathing became anxious, did not dare to move a little bit, and did not dare to blink a little eyes looking at him. The man slowly raised his hand, placed it on the mask, and slowly removed the mask, his eyes were ice cold, and Ning Yan was so scared that her face turned pale, and she couldn't say a word.

The person was dressed in a black robe, with his back to James, making it hard to tell the person’s gender or age. Suddenly, the person turned around, but a beautiful mask blocked James from seeing the person’s appearance. “The peak of the Martial Celestial Rank?” James looked at the masked powerhouse before him nervously. Now that Latrusse and Lemuel were not with him, it would be hard for him to escape. “Hand them over,” the masked powerhouse reached out and demanded with a hoarse voice. Swoosh! A Sword Energy slashed down from the sky, aiming for the masked powerhouse. The masked powerhouse quickly dodged the attack.

Pockmark Mask now. ***

I ignore her attempt to make small talk with me and lead her to look for our table. As we approach the main gathering area, a waiter appears with a tray of ornate masks. “Alpha, Luna, it’s a masquerade,” he says politely, offering us the tray. “What! Shut the front door… who thought of such a brilliant idea,” Nicole’s eyes light up as she picks a sleek black mask with gold accents. She places it delicately over her face, adjusting it with a practised grace. I on the other hand grab a simple silver mask, slipping it on without much thought.

He picked a red mask. “The colour is–” “This is for you,” Sarang interrupted. “You always wear dull colours. Red is considered a lucky and rich colour.” Sarang slipped the mask onto Lucian’s face. It was shaped like an owl, adorned with rhinestones and feathers, cool against Lucian’s skin. Lucian studied his reflection, hands clasped behind him, giving a nod of approval. “Thank you.” Lucian said. Sarang grinned in victory. Lucian chose a blue mask and gently fastened it on Sarang’s face, his fingers caressed his cheeks as his dark eyes lingered.

Stella asked suspiciously. "There are Dark Shadow's men safeguarding him. However, the man who captured the Young Master dressed up just like Kakashi Hatake. He moved so swiftly that even the three Dark Shadow's men couldn't defeat him." "Kakashi Hatake? Who's that?" Stella's mind was rapidly searching for information on this person, yet she couldn't seem to recall a thing about this guy. "It's a character from the anime, Naruto, whose eyes and face are covered, and he has a strap tied on the forehead. His face is impossible to be recognized even if a picture of him was taken," Anthony explained.

“He isn’t exactly my brother. We just happened to have been born from the same mother. Plus, we didn’t come here only to test the waters, Lolita. Have fun. When was the last time we had something like that?” She rolled her eyes, knowing he won’t be able to see from her mask. They were all masked in the party, most of the women with white feathered masks that made their skin delicate. The men predictably wore horror themed masks that made them look more dangerous than they actually were. What scared Lolita more was Jarrod’s mask. It was a mixture of black and white strong mask that blended perfectly into his skin, as if it was just an extension of his true self. She felt uncomfortable just lo

Maya retorted, folding her hands under her breast. "Good, I think we can work with that, even if you're both being extremely brute with your words," Becca said, frowning. "First of all, you should cover your faces," Becca handed each of us a mask. It was made like the face of an animal. Maya's face was a leopard, Naya's face was a hyena, Becca's face was a rabbit and my face was a deer. "Why do I get to wear a deer? Why not a Lion?" I frowned, wearing the mask.

While dodging the knife, I grabbed the wall for support forgetting that I wasn't supposed to touch anything. The tears stirred awake almost immediately under my touch, the light flooded the temple and I finally got a glimpse at my attackers, the five masked men were dressed in black and were armed with different weapons. They covered their eyes with their free hands as they shielded their sight from the sudden light. The green tears flowed towards me with a rush. They hummed as I stretched my hands to receive their powers, they molded on my wrists and stretched forward like a whip towards my enemies. I thought Natalí's tears were meant to heal only.