The Masked Saiyan Novels & Stories

He looked at the man in front of him carefully and then said, “Could it be that you...you are Lord Supreme Warrior?” “Haha!” Fane laughed, his palm flipped and a dragon-shaped mask appeared in his hand. After putting the mask on his face, only his left eye could be seen. The entire mask looked like an ancient dragon and it covered most of his face. “Lord... Lord Supreme Warrior!” Looking at the mask, Dennis’s voice trembled with fright. He thumped and knelt on the ground. “I should die. Please forgive me, Lord Supreme Warrior!”

"Zuberi, you've hated this mask since the day I brought you back from the badlands. Why are you suddenly desperate for me to wear it?" "Because!" Zuberi stammers, shifting his weight nervously and looking at the floor. "Because if you walk into the Eclipse Den showing your unmasked face while wearing that legendary armor, every Alpha male in the five territories will fight to the death to claim you! Then Supreme Alpha Idris will have to slaughter fifty males just to reach your side!" Zuberi is only five years old, but his mind constantly calculates territorial dominance like an old pack strategist. I pull the hardened leather mask over my features, strapping it tightly behind my ears. The da

For five years, Seraphina Vance lived as a ghost in her own marriage. Bound to Dominic Vance, the feared Supreme Alpha of the Vance Pack, through a political alliance, she spent years desperately hoping her cold, distant husband would one day love her. Instead, she received nothing but indifference. When she discovers what appears to be another woman's lipstick stain on Dominic's collar during their fifth wedding anniversary, her heart finally breaks. Determined to leave him forever, Seraphina commits one final act of rebellion before disappearing from his life. Through an exclusive underground network, she hires a mysterious masked stranger for a single night of passion. What she neve

“You can’t see it much right now, but our royal princess has the most flawless and creamiest skin on the planet. Lucky bitch.” I laugh at her compliment and suddenly feel his fingers grazing my leg. “Oh, no. I can see.” As I redirect my eyes at him, my breath hitches in my throat. His eyes are just… Clearing it, I try to divert the tension that is building up and am glad, my mask hides most of my blush. “I was just blessed with good genes, but I paid for it with my nose.” I hold my hand in front of my mask, and everyone snickers.

The feeling that was there, glaringly obvious at how my whole body relaxed into his and as the fight left my body it shook, only seemed to be held together by him. - Can you guess who the masked man was? What's going to happen? Share your thoughts! A. Gupta

The mask stretched into a smile, making it look even more grotesque than before. "The Catalyst would live as long as you do," the mask said. Miguel suddenly dropped the box. "Boss," he said, pointing at the mask. I turned to look at it. The mask was spewing a black inky substance, and immediately it entered my mouth. I fell as I struggled to breathe. I clawed at my throat as I felt I was being drowned by the strange substance.

Vivian mocked. “I already did. You are free, but i can still turn you back in if you don’t do as i say.”The mask monster said and went on her knees. She knelt infront of vivian and pull down her pants, Coming face to face with her underwear. She glance up at Vivian before licking her through her panties. A smirk appeared on her lips when she saw the way, Vivian moaned. She then withdrew her tounge before standing up. “You see freedom is yours, you just what to embrace it.”The masked woman said.

The tall frame in front of her knelt down and harshly cupped her neck, their faces only inches apart and Martina could only cringe. This is the face of a man she has loved for ten years, the face of the man she worshiped more than God himself, the face of the man she always looked up to. Right now, even the devil she heard about in stories was much more approachable than this devil in front of her “Please Hardin” Martina began to beg, “please don’t do this to me” tears were still streaming down her almond shaped eyes, “please!!” “Hardin baby” Melisa called out to him while standing up, she was clad in a red colored dress that exposed part of her cleavage which left Martina wondering where i

Group Leader Pang frowned and continued to ask with a sullen face, "According to what you said, the so-called masked man is very powerful?" "Yes!" Xiao Liu nodded heavily. "His strength is well-matched with the mask he wears. He is really as powerful as Sun Wukong. The three of us have no strength to resist against him alone, and we can only be seckilled! It's the first time that I have met such a powerful opponent in my life. There is no doubt about this!"

The boy who had once trusted me with everything. The masked figure’s laugh echoed through the chaos. “You’re wasting your breath, Saintwalker. He is mine. The ritual is complete. The power inside him will obey me, not you.” I tightened my hold. “No. Not if I’m still standing. Not if I still breathe. Not if I still fight!” Luca’s energy surged violently, and suddenly, the masked figure stumbled back, shielding their face. The force radiating from him was immense—unstable, raw, wild—but it was him. Luca was fighting back.