Naruto Masked Novels & Stories

They were about to leave the classroom when the door open, and Misao Aika had the presence of mind to shut it after her, which would necessitate her sex partners doing the same. Misao Aika only caught a glimpse of a muscled male body wearing a simple black kimono that hung open with no belt revealing his large, rampant erection. But it was his head she noticed in the split second before they collided, for he was wearing a Japanese demon mask. Teacher Tadeo allowed the man to pass as if he knew who the person wearing the mask. Misao Aika was baffled. That was the case for Takahashi Sato as well. “Are you going to play with me too, good sir?” Misao Aika asked. She was doing this to make sure t

He scratched his clean cut black hair and snorted, making Black and Flute look at him. "Mga 'tol, can you at least explain everything in the simplest way a noob can understand? Don't you feel pity to Yuri?" he asked, shooting Yuri a sideway glance who glared at him. He faked a cough. Grabe! He's just trying to make them laugh, you know! But no one did! How cruel they were to Mijo. Black smiled again. "We will be the members of The Masked. Just like the wizards in my story and the Four Horsemen, we will be doing something entertaining using our abilities to grab attention."

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

Nate finally pulls down the face mask and shows his trademark killer smile. “Who’s it gonna be?”

As long as he stayed inside, he wouldn't be harmed—that was what the masked man had told him. When the door opened, Ronin put down the game controller and turned to look. To alleviate his boredom, the masked man had arranged a gaming console for him. It didn't have internet access, but playing some single-player games was still possible. Seeing the masked man, Ronin seemed excited. He dropped the game controller and rushed toward the masked man. "Hey, you're here! Did you bring me anything good? Any tasty treats?" The masked man was consistently puzzled by Ronin's reactions. Ronin's behavior didn't match that of a person held captive. He seemed to be on vacation, incredibly relaxed. For thos

Hatred, anger, disgust… doesn’t compare to the unexplainable look he wore on his face every time our eyes locked. 2 years later… 2013. PAST. SEOUL. HELL PENTHOUSE. 2 years later, A-Jun began to wear an actual mask, which was the mask that carried the face of something I feared the most. Koh, the face stealer. That centipede-like spirit from Avatar: The Last Airbender can rip a face right off anyone who shows emotion while he’s looking, leaving victims in a creepy limbo state.

'Never would I have thought that The Raven would be here. "The people I sent for are coming by jets too. We'll be okay. If you're feeling unwell, just lean on me." "Okay." Nicole nodded and leaned toward Jared. They managed to shake The Raven off their tail. The masked man was annoyed. "Hurry up and chase them! I don't care if we have to chase them till the end. Get close enough and shoot them down!" The masked man had everything figured out. As long as Nicole died and the Fire Crest was in his hands, he would give up everything.

If care isn’t taken, and if I do not get hindrances on the way, then I’m certain of catching up with him. All the way I am still trying to make out his features. I’m trying my best to link him with anyone that I know but the structure is covered by the extra-large clothing on him. Worst of all he is masking his scent which is not giving out anything for me to say I know him. Could be a woman for all I know. Something suddenly comes in between me and him that has me stopping immediately. It is one of those masked men. Obviously a Black Lotus member with his sword directed at me to tell me that he is about to go in for a fight.

As I was taking my shoes off after placing the coffee on the table, I noticed a white figure emerging from the unlit room and saw Shiro. At first, it looked like he didn't recognize me so he kept on staring at me but then he realized it was actually me upon getting a closer look, He jumped towards me to get a hug. I hug Shiro back and patted his head as a sign of affection. I missed this tiger so much. Good thing he still remembers me. Midnight signaled Shiro to be on standby so he went near the door and sat down. I sat on the couch then Midnight sat on the other one that was across from me. I took the coffee and handed it to him. He said thanks and finally, we're now gonna talk about the mi

I just need some hint, and she needs to spill it to me. “You’re clueless about the things around here. Let me give you some advice, go home. You won’t even get a second of her time. She will never talk to someone…inexperienced”, Okay, so Sakaguchi is a ‘she’. Now, the numbers could be lowered. How many ladies were wearing a Japanese traditional mask? One, two, three, four. It’s down to four. One’s wearing a Hannya mask. The two were wearing Oni masks, while the last one was wearing a Kitsune mask.