The Masked Saiyan Novels & Stories

They called me I don't know if ill run, but I'm strong I can manage to beat them, but the problem is that they are 3 and I'm all alone. I'm ready to run when one of the gangsters throw an empty can of beer exactly to my head " I'm sorry I'm not looking for trouble" I apologized, I'm ready to walk when one of them pulled my collar and throw me on the ground "I told you I'm not here to mess with you guys!" I said calmly, I'm controlling myself now, I don't want to fight them back I was about to stand up when the man wearing a mask, I guess the leader of this shit suddenly punched me on my face, he messed with my face

Blood streaked one side of his face, drying against his skin. He looked older than the boy she remembered. Harder. But unmistakably him. Someone stood across from him. A man dressed in white armor unlike anything Lyra had ever seen. Not bone. Not steel. The surface resembled polished ivory, smooth and unnatural. A featureless mask hid his face completely. “She is coming,” the masked man said. Kaelen slowly lifted his head. Exhaustion lined his face, but defiance remained. “Then she'll kill you.” The masked man laughed.

Riona flinched, moving her face away. "Who is that?" She asked, her voice hoarse from staying long without water. Her tense body relaxed in the slightest when her mask was left intact. The mask that had defined her whole life as the masked luna. It was no praise but a curse to hunt her ever since the accident when her dad died, she had been living with a scarred face that made people murmur and question her capability as a luna. She has had to wear the mask since the doctors said she would have to live with a ruined face but the wound healed within the month she got it leaving no trace of its existence. Who cares?

I snap back, just as the door swings fully open. The man in front steps inside, holding a cattle prod, its metal tip gleaming ominously. He moves just enough to allow another man to enter, who silently sets a jug of water down on the rickety table before turning to leave. “Wait!” I shout, my voice sharp and urgent. The men pause, glancing back. “We will negotiate. What do you want?” I ask, trying to keep my tone calm despite the tension in the air. The man at the front turns his masked face toward me. His expression is hidden, but his posture radiates control. “We want nothing,” he says, his voice distorted, processed through some kind of modulator. It’s deliberate—a calculated move to ensur

After Feb swallowed the Waesal King, she refined him and converted his entirety into her True Energy. Then, Feb transformed back into an adorable bird. James turned around and looked at his phone nearby. Then, he said in a low voice, “I’m the Masked Warrior, a human from Earth. I’m warning all the beasts on Earth not to cause trouble. If any of you step into human territory, I won’t you show any mercy.” After speaking, James casually waved his hand, and the phone drew closer to him. He grabbed the phone and ended the live broadcast. Afterward, he wiped out all the beasts around Mount Jade and began to rescue the humans.

There was a man standing in front of them, wearing a silver mask. They were stunned by his powerful aura, his perfect body, and the way he stood… it scared them a lot. “You just laid your dirty hands on what’s mine” he chuckled, and in the next moment, several huge bodyguards came out from the corners and held them down. Sisi was gently pulled into the arms of the masked man. “What have you done, love?” he said with a sigh. “Don’t… beat them” Sisi managed to speak. The man grinned. “I want you to watch my men deal with them.”

Quickly, I put back my mask and he nods in appreciation. This leaves me with more questions than answers. Who is this guy and why did he feel at ease when I put on my mask? It feels as if he was scared someone might recognize me. After putting on my mask, I move closer to the ring and sit there. "Now, the next fight is between our Salisbury, champion, never defeated, Theo, alias, Rabid Wolf, and Eastern Plains's champion, Rocky!"

His slanted eyes flash as he waited for the Heroes to take initiative to say something first. The tanned guy with a scar face gritted his teeth as he look at the guy displayed on the virtual screen, so are the Heroes present. The guy with gold rimmed glasses and clothed with that out dated laboratory gown was of course their enemy secretly and out of the public eyes sight. This guy is a 'Sotíras' but were last at the food chain as he only specialized in experimenting different species and turning them his own machine he could use to fight the monsters or putting it himself, inside his body or outside the body literally.

he heard her clearly but his brain could only accept a piece of possible information deemed by him. “He was your father?” he gulped before the words choked him harder than they already did. “Doesn’t matter now, he killed my Mama, so he must pay,” she said coldly, rising from the floor. Andre followed soon. “Good, then let us make him pay,” he said, firmly as his thoughts to expose the masquerade hiding in the mask of the honourable detective. ****

. He fought to free himself, but couldn't do anything. That masked man smashed him on the ground again and again. Tsashi felt like every bone of his body was broken. He was shedding blood all around. "Time to go, he'll be here soon," muttered the masked man before he tossed Tsashi in the air. Before Tsashi could fall to the ground, a voice came. It was the assassin's voice. "Roaring Tiger Fist." A fist landed on Tsashi's chest, making him fly off like a broken kite smashing on tree after tree, before finally landing on the ground. His pulse and breathing had stopped. The assassin checked his body before smiling. "Mission accomplished," The assassin muttered, but suddenly his face ch