Night Ninja Pj Mask Novels & Stories

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

I heaved in deep breaths as the adrenaline pumped through me, and I couldn’t keep a coherent thought other than my keen awareness of who they were. Dressed in their black jackets despite it behind a warm day, paired with matching masks over their mouths, I knew they were Nera’s. Glancing over the table at them, I saw that one of them wore a pin that caught the sunlight and threw it in our direction. The same one they used to signify whose men they were.

If he posted the video online, if my mother saw me getting fucked… “No. Please, if you let me wear them, I’ll do whatever you want.” “Anything I want?” He echoed. “Anything you want.” I confirmed, even as my tongue flooded with a sour taste. Jasper walked over to the closet, returning shortly with the golden mask on his face. He crouched in front of me, gently pushing my hair into the brown wig and slipping on my usual silver mask. His fingers curved my cheek, and his dark eyes glinted from behind the mask. “You see?” He murmured. “I can be reasonable. Of course I wouldn’t expose your identity, Elian.”

"Where are you?" It was no other than Jackson who was on the other side of the call. He was munching on an apple as he stared at his friend, Jace, from the other side of the phone. Jace was dressed in all black and was wearing a nose mask. "You don't know where I am? You can't see?" Jace replied, causing Jack to roll out his laughter. "You look like a ninja on a mission." "Well...that's no further from the truth. "

*** Jennifer woke up in a dark room. The room was so dark that she couldn’t even see her hand waving on her face. “Jennifer.” The voice was so gentle, so comforting that Jennifer though her life isn’t in danger. He switched on the light and it beamed so bright that she had to shut her eyes before getting used to the light. She tried to see what he looks like but his face was covered with a mask. “You were wild last night, and I had a blast with you.” The voice said and that’s when Jennifer noticed she was naked.

And if there were more like this within the organization, he would never hesitate to kill and punish anyone who would be caught defying his rules. He soaped his body thoroughly and erased the three diamond tattoos on his left arm. After he showered, he left the bathroom and got dressed. He chose a blue polo shirt, paired with black denim pants. He put on his black jacket and hid his gun underneath. It was different from the gun he used earlier because this one was provided by the agency he was connected to. Then he took the hyperreal mask he used to wear whenever he wanted to shift his personality. He had three different masks, imitating people's real faces. They came from Japan and he bough

Xyla finally nodded. Right then, the door opened… Josh Batton slowly walked into the living room… At this moment, Josh was wearing a light-blue, short-sleeved jacket with a white T-shirt on the inside. He was also wearing a pair of light-blue jeans. His short, dense hair was parted in a ratio of three to seven, and his bangs were blown into a heart shape on his forehead. A black mask covered most of his face. However, even so, it still couldn’t conceal his handsome and refreshing look.

one of those buyer among crowd was Albert… Albert brought three paper mask and went back to house where Draco and Jasmine were busy with their planning for freeing Terra and Petro… “Master, here are mask that you asked for” Albert said and handed Draco there half face mask which were in shape of half moon and were decorated with pigeon feather and some sham white glass stones…. “Good… now go take some rest, we have trouble to go through in evening” Draco replied and Albert bowed his head and left Draco and Jasmine alone as he went to barn and sat on his wooden cot that was placed inside it…. in meantime Jasmine was curiously staring at bright white colored mask in Draco’s hand.

I wanted to rip the mask off, to let him see the monster and the woman, and to lose myself in the heat of his embrace. But as his fingers moved toward the silk ribbons at the back of my head, a cold splash of reality hit me. I am a murderer, I reminded myself. I am an impostor in a dead girl's palace. He is a man of the South, a man of secrets. If I let him see me—truly see me—I would lose the only armor I had left. The power of my eyes was my greatest weapon, but my mask was my greatest shield. Just as his fingers brushed the knot of the ribbon, I grabbed his wrist. My grip was unnaturally strong, fueled by the desperation of a cornered animal.

"Just… go get me my favorite breakfast. I'll be downstairs in a bit." She smiled wearily at me again. "Okay. Take your time." After she'd left, I limped into the kitchen mirror. Same brown eyes. Same long black hair. Same bloody curves. "Still the same old Selene," I said to myself, exhaling. "Oh goddess do something." I opened my closet and started stuffing my backpack with nothing but tomboy attire. Hoodies. Loose shirts. Loose jeans. If I was going to pull this off, I had to look like a boy. I could just get the rest from Liam anyways.