Sniper Mask Face Reveal Novels & Stories

I command “Yes.” She breathes nodding before turning her head away from me. As soon as I reach my armoury room I change into a pair of dark jeans, a black V-neck t-shirt and put on my boots. I strap on my 9mm underneath my shirt, grab my sniper case and insert my Matsuda blade onto my back. I was getting ready to party.

CHAPTER 115 Rose’s POV It was time. The world…my world was about to change. And I had only one chance to make it come true. Jonas opened the last layer of the case and revealed my mask. A soft gasp escaped me before I could help it. It was shaped like a cat’s face with smooth edges and slanted eyes. It was simple, elegant, and playful. For a moment, everything around me blurred. My fingers trembled as I lifted it from the velvet lining.

Riley said. The stranger stared into her eyes for a few seconds, and then he also let out a sigh. The next moment... The next moment, he slowly removed his black mask, revealing his stunningly handsome face. This face with emerald green eyes... Riley is so familiar with it. His removing his mask confirmed Riley's suspect was actual. It was not something totally unexpected. But, still, the moment his face came into her view, her eyes grew wider, and her breath began to get uneven.

she told me, very matter-of-factly. The other issue I kept bringing up was about the mask. To her credit, she had managed to find one that was relatively lightweight but fit snuggly and did a pretty good job of rendering me unrecognizable. It was a Guy Fawkes mask, like the one from the movie 'V for Vendetta', all white with a big smile, curly mustache and thin goatee. My concern was less about them recognizing me through the mask and more about how to explain why I was wearing a mask at all. I hadn't spent a lot of time around male strippers, but I was pretty sure that they didn't normally wear masks. To address this, Rachel had come up with a pretty elaborate backstory.

I requested. The individual placed his gun on the ground, and slowly lifted the mask off his face, revealing...

HYun-woo asked as soon as he arrived at the meeting place. "I've just arrived, boss," the man responded, presenting him with the requested item. Upon inspection, he felt content as the mask appeared remarkably authentic, ensuring that his true identity would remain undetectable. After completing the payment, he quickly departed and returned to his condo to try on the newly acquired hyperreal mask.

Even then, he stood toe to toe with her. "Mark-- Mar-kris?" She stuttered, her eyes widening in disbelief. It was him, but why did he look like that? "It's ---" His voice trailed as he yanked the mask off his face. She gasped loudly, her hands reaching out to grab his face in reflex. "What happened to you?" She heard a distant voice, but it was hers asking. "I could ask the same---" He was saying when they heard the sound of gunshots going off. Silence ensued briefly before the crowd erupted in chaos.

she threatened and he snickered. "You're funny, Keisha…" he trailed off. He was caught off guard when she suddenly pulled his mask away. He was stunned for a moment before he grabbed her arm. "You're…" Her mouth opened as she stared at his handsome face without a scar or imperfections. He breathed heavily as she continued staring at him. He held her arm tightly as they looked at each other intensely. "Cat got your tongue?" He leaned forward and smiled as she stayed still. He let go of her arm before taking his fox mask away and putting it on.

Before Andrius could think about it, the new Insect Ruler took off her mask, revealing a face that was breathtakingly beautiful and familiar. It was none other than the person who had stayed to oversee the situation—

For the first time in eighteen years… Pure rage flashed across his face. He whispered one name. “No…” “It can’t be…” The sniper lowered his rifle. Then removed his mask. The candlelight revealed a face that should have existed only in graves. Adrian took an involuntary step backward. His hands began to shake. Because standing before them… Was the one man both Adrian Moretti and Vittorio De Luca had believed they killed twenty years ago. He smiled. A slow… merciless smile. And spoke just four words.