The Masked Saiyan Novels & Stories

“Yes, Sir.” One of the masked men stepped forward. He wore a raven mask, sleek and black, with a dark tailored suit that clung to his tall, muscular frame. The second was leaner, a serpent mask glinting silver over ice-blue eyes. Both watched her like predators circling prey. “She’s beautiful,” the serpent murmured, voice low and smooth. “You weren’t exaggerating.” “She’s ready,” her Master replied. “Trained. Obedient. Eager.”

The figure, wearing a sharp suit and a mask, had red pupils that pierced through the holes in the mask, staring right at me. "You managed to win Aria's favor? I really underestimated you." Rationally, I knew I was facing the final boss, but all I could think was, "Masked guys are always so hot! His voice is so sexy! "He's just a little too thin, though. No wonder he could jump from so high without breaking a sweat. I can send him flying with a kick!" The final boss' expression grew darker and darker, until it was as black as coal. The sky turned blood-red to match his mood.

He knew that he had to kill the man before him! "Hehe. To think that my final battle would be against the great Taoist God. This is the most honorable day of my life." The masked man kept his head bowed. Although he was strong, he knew that he couldn't match up to Master Subhuti. In fact it was because he was strong that he was confident that he wouldn't be able to dirty the robes the great master wore.

"You're wasting their lives, besides, I didn't agree to us taking kids lives -I have told you already, I just want my Ara back" The masked man turned on his chair and faced Drake, he waved a finger as he shook his head. "Point of correction, I'm not taking their lives" he said. "Oh, really? Then what does all this mean?" he asked, gesturing towards the strange creatures. The masked man got up and walked towards his creations, he inspected them one after the other and nodded approvingly with a proud smirk. "I'm transforming them into a new, better, bigger and more powerful version of themselves, what I'm doing is recreation -i'm giving them new lives"

Nagtaas-baba pa ang kilay nito. Sumunod ang tingin ko sa tinutukoy ni Athelia. Naroon si Adamson. He was wearing a black button down shirt. Nakabukas pa ang tatlong butones. He was a bit sweaty and under the lights, his sweat shimmers like they were diamonds. May suot din itong kwintas na may dog tag na pendant. Mukhang may magpipigil ng ngiti ngayong gabi ah. Natawa ako nang umirap si Ena at sumiksik sa akin.

"Darryl! Help! Help!" 'What an idiot! He is the bodyguard, yet he doesn't know that someone had broken into the house. Useless!" "Shut up!" The masked man shouted; a strong cultivator aura burst out from his body! He was a level-two Martial Saint! The two sisters were ordinary people—both of them panicked. When he realized that the sisters were scared, the masked man smiled and stared at Ashley. "Where do your family keep the Dragon Essence?" What? He wanted the Dragon Essence?

What hell am I supposed to do now? He smiled, leaning against the wall. "Maybe the goddess likes you better this way." "Don't play games with me, Liam. Not today." He flung both arms out in front of him. "Okay, okay. Okay. Relax. Let me think." He paced back and forth across his messy cabin, muttering to himself. "We need something quick… straightforward. Maybe—" "Maybe what?" I prompted. "Maybe we cloak you." "Disguise?" I asked.

However, with the help of advanced technology and some special material, Sahil and his subordinates cannot only distinguish between humans, demons, and angels, as well as they can also hide their faces. The mask that Sahil and his subordinates always wear during face-offs with demons and other creatures can protect their mind and help them hide their identities. But since Kiara was able to see through their masks, Sahil made an exception and decided to be without a mask whenever Kiara and he were alone. So now, In front of another demon, he was wearing his mask.

Chapter 32. Continuation on the last chapter But now that he understood her reasons, he was willing to understand more and hope she understood him too. Edward retied his masquerade mask and made his way out of the house to his Toyota Camry. *I need to get to her in ten minutes no matter what.* He told himself as he dropped his phone because him and started the car. The revving if the car didn't sound like a usual Toyota Camry and anyone who was a car fanatics would be able to name the engine.

It wasn’t a sound, it was like a seam in the world being unzipped and space warped like heated glass; and through that tear, something emerged. A floating figure clad in obsidian robes that bled into smoke at the edges, its face hidden behind a mask carved of bone. The mask had no eyes, only a mouth split wide in a mocking grin. Xander, whom had sprinted into the room upon sensing the sudden distortion of space, stepped forward immediately. “You weren’t summoned.” he thundered, causing the masked entity tilted its head in amusement. "And yet, here I am.” it purred, contentedly. Selene swore under her breath and drew a blade from her hip - a curved, ivory-handled weapon that shimmered like li