Anime Ghost Fighter Novels & Stories

“Guess we’ll find out, won’t we?” Milena’s throat went dry. She didn’t want to find out. Not at all. “Relax, cupcake,” Angie said with a smirk. “If he was going to kill you, he’d have done it already.” Milena swallowed hard. That wasn’t exactly reassuring. Angie extended a hand. “I’m Angie. One of the best fighters in the clan. Respected, feared… and not someone you want as an enemy.” Milena hesitated before taking her hand. Angie’s grip was firm, her palm calloused—nothing like the hesitant, weak grip Milena offered in return.

But it's hard to move I guess that is what gravity feels like. I looked at the fighter, why do I feel that I already saw him somewhere? And I feel some bad aura through him. "Now Lyca, are you ready?" the fighter asked and smirked. This time the bad aura that I feel is much stronger. "Yes sir," I said and released my plant and I made it like a whip. The fighter drew out his sword and wagged in the air. Then he tilted his head. He ran toward me and attacked me first. He slashes his sword and I blocked it using my whip. He moved faster and I coincided with him every move.

He was honestly trying to give her a feedback that she talks too much. "You... mere mortal, very well. Take this! Neko Clan Hidden Demonic Ninjustu: Ghost Steps Twin Shadow Fang!" The young woman announced loudly. ——————

The last 4 was like this : ANGY versus JIVA DANTINE versus AHMET It was difficult but AHMET won his long match against the golem, and he also knew that he need more practice because in this world there are people stronger than that golem, and JIVA wons against ANGY, what made her so upset and sad. The final : AHMET vs JIVA It was a close combat ,JIVA was very quick and she didn't let for AHMET a chance to counter she uses the air and fire magics she had more experience than him, AHMET was in a difficult situation but he made the right choice he uses the dark magic and get into the shadows and he attacked using his chains dagger, he have a perfect control of it ,the balance of the combat now

Anthony walked into the room and sat down next to Bastian. A long breath escaped from Belle’s brother’s nose. He turned toward Bastian. “Opening a pottery gallery, honestly, sounds lame. You’re known as a member of the Blackfist gang, an underground fighter. Your image would totally collapse, Bastian,” Anthony said. “Are you serious about that?” Bastian chuckled. “That’s a painful jab.” “Well, you asked for my opinion.” “You know I fight because I want to save money.”

I’m not sure he had the same thought when we left, but I hope he did. “Kill them!” Raphael orders. The humans scream, moving to get out of the way as the vampires trample over them to get to us. Reyes and I turn back to back and begin fighting the vampires. Since we’re both princes, we’re stronger than these vampires. Not only that, but we both have mates, making us even stronger. The difference is my mate is a Guardian and I still have her blood in my system.

His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

Another loud cheer from the crowd for the Asian fighter left Ghost almost writhing in his seat. The fight was growing more intense and impossible to watch. The Asian guy had just run through his sixth victim, leaving the man with a broken rib. He was carried off the ring by a stretcher. And now, the Asian fighter was being flaunted as the winner. That wouldn't be the case though if someone else challenged him. Gritting his teeth, Ghost prayed that someone else stepped into the ring. He wasn't close to being a religious man or a firm believer in the power of the cosmos. But right now, he needed a supernatural intervention, 'cause it was humanly impossible to intervene.

Amy sat up on one knee, using her forearms to block Paul from kicking her in her face. Paul kept trying to land a blow on Amy and the transman became a little frustrated by her cat-like reflexes. Amy was fighting him better with her feet than with her hands, which made the assassin grind his teeth. The hitman didn’t know that he was dealing with a former MMA fighter. Amy threw the hitman off guard and off-balance when she delivered a twirling kick across his face.

I almost never transform so I have no idea how to fight with it' ##############