No Mask Invincible Novels & Stories

“What? You don’t want to. Shall I go down my knees and suck your dick. Ooohh! I forgot! You don’t have one anymore. What to do?” “I am rather in a good mood. Don’t sully it!” He took out a white mask from his pocket and put it on my face. “Wear this, I don’t want someone seeing your face, especially your eyes. Leave it to tonight’s winner,” he laughed then disappeared around the corner talking to one of the guards.

Peter exclaimed in shock; an emotion shared by most of the audience and even Maggie who didn’t see this coming. “White Mask is a Predator!” Peter was stunned. And so was Maggie. The members of the audience were stunned as well. How was this possible? The Orange Team had more than two Predators? They thought that Black Hand being unable to compete was a good thing since they didn’t think there were any other Predators apart from Vital Orange left, but they were wrong! White Mask wasn’t a Thrasher. He was a Predator! And from his aura, he wasn’t any weaker than Black Saga. Where did the Orange Team get such a replacement from?!

14 : "Unmasked" Unmasked 14 Gage. Gage Stockholm. It's really Gage Stockholm. My jaws dropped when he took off the mask. My world stopped when my eyes darted at him. I can't believe that it's him. It's really him. Oh my god I feel like I'm having palpitations.

Alec There were two kinds of masks: the kind you wore to protect yourself—and the kind you wore so long, they started wearing you. Alec knew which one he was dealing with now. The boardroom of Lexden Holdings gleamed like a mirror—reflecting power, ambition, and bloodless smiles. Zara stood beside him, wearing her signature leather jacket over a sleek black dress she’d whipped together in a day. Her hair was pulled back, curls untamed, and she radiated defiance like it was a second skin.

When she calmed down, she turned to me, her face stern and asked, "Noah Ware, who is that man you brought into your home?" ************************************* ___POV In the crowd of patients and staff alike, a lone man stood. He wore a grab similar to that of ancient Greeks in red and white. His hair golden like the morning Sun, his skin pale as if he hasn't spent a second under the rays of sunlight. His visible eye the purest shade of gold. Half of his face is covered with a prosthetic mask, hiding it from view. The crowd seemed to ignore him like he is not there yet subconsciously making way for him to pass through.

The Prince was strong enough, strong enough for me to know how strong I am and the limits of my fighting spirit. "Avoid getting hit on the face!" Lucas yelled and I turned. "If you keep getting hit on your face, your mask is going to break into two!" He added and I nodded. Now I get why I didn't feel much pain after receiving that punch from the Prince. The mask took the brute of the punch. Lucas was right, if I continued being punched, receiving deathly blows on the mask, it would eventually break into two and I wouldn't want that. I can't risk my identity being exposed.

Through the car window, Beatrice and Alex met eyes for a brief moment, despite the shades. “Holy sh*t! Who is this guy? He looks ridiculous!” “Yeah, I saw him too! When did a masked man join Zendaya’s private team?” “Let’s not care about him, he might just be some ugly bodyguard!”

I swore that to death. “Adira, you got the invitation.” Nathan appeared, holding a black envelope that he handed me immediately. “Woah, is it what we are waiting for every year?” Ace quickly asked. I didn't waste time and opened it. “Fuck,” Louis uttered. An invitation for the upcoming Mask Battle. “I can't believe they still invite us here,” Ace. “I don't think you should come. It's too dangerous,” “Why shouldn't?” I smirked. “If I win, our rank will rise up.”

“Congratulations! You’ve been invited to the ball of the year. You need to have a partner with you to attend this ball. These masks are exclusively made for the guests and anyone without it won’t be allowed to enter. Your presence is very much anticipated.” Adam is infuriated. He reads the card again just to make sure he read it right. He then turns it to see if anything’s written on the back. “P.S guns and guards are not allowed.” Mason is in disbelief. The audacity of this man to challenge the most feared mafia boss. Mason looks it Adam to see his reaction but is shocked to see his expressionless face. Mason doesn’t know what he’s thinking. Adam starts laughing which takes Mason off guard.