Draw Nightwing Novels & Stories

Nightwing, recognizing me, nickered softly and nuzzled my hand. I smiled, stroking him gently. "Hello, beautiful. It's good to see you too." Dorian watched our interaction with a grin. "Nightwing really likes you. He only lets you and Uncle Mobai ride him." I felt a sense of pride at Nightwing's trust. "We've been through a lot together, haven't we, boy?" As we continued our tour, I couldn't help but be impressed by the well-maintained stables and the dedication of the stablehands who cared for the animals. It was clear that our tribe took great pride in ensuring the well-being of every creature under our care.

Catori ignored the girl to smile at Rydstorm. "My father is ok with this, so it doesn't matter to me what anyone else says." All Rydstorm could do was stare at Catori. "And I was right, my father is Nightwing." The place with deadly silent at that. "That is impossible." Someone said. Rydstorm ran a hand down his face. Just then the blue hair female circled Catori, looking her up and down. "Rydstorm." The female said, looking at him. "Catori, please, can you go up to the room? I'll be there shortly."

I watch him pass me and note the lettering on the back of his cut. Nightmare Warriors.

boss. He got pulled out of his awkwardness when he heard an abrupt cry which although was somewhat faint, managed to sound heartbreaking to his ears. One was stunned to see that it was his boss' woman crying her heart out and almost instantly, One felt his head grow bigger and bigger with her cries. He, One as the leader of the elite team of Blood Gang, Nighthawk wasn't afraid of anything but a woman's cries and tried to avoid anything related to woman for that same reason!

The air was thick with tension, but no one spoke a word. Aiden pulled out his phone and made a call. Moments later, the heavy gates creaked open, and a group of twenty men appeared in front of them. Each man wore a black jacket marked with the initials DVV—their allies. They were here to fight alongside them, to take down the Shadows once and for all.

At a Stonefang boy giving his cloak to a Nightclaw girl. He reached into his furs and pulled out his Nightclaw pin. Old silver. Wolf head. 300 years of history. He looked at it. Then dropped it in the snow. Didn’t stomp on it. Didn’t throw it. Just… let it go. “I’m still Nightclaw,” he said quietly. “Blood doesn’t wash off. But blood isn’t all I am anymore.” He turned to Vikram. “We’ll stay in Blackrock caves tonight. Not as guests. As guards. Someone has to watch while others sleep.”

"Wolverine doesn't wear a shirt and has metal claws. Isn't he also a wolf?" Damon laughed at what I said, even though I wasn't making a joke. I got to my feet and faced Damon. "Wait a minute, I'll just go check on Granny," I told Damon. He nodded, so I left my room. DAMON I closed my eyes because I was still trying to stop touching Ady. I clenched my fist to keep it from shaking. I can still hear the heavy rain coming in from outside. Every time it hits the roof, I can feel its strength.

"Make a wish, star child." I close my eyes. And just as I inhale, ready to blow them out- CRASH. Oh, you have got to be kidding me... The window near the door explodes inward. Everyone ducks and shifts; wolves growling, eyes flashing, some already halfway into transformation. An arrow lands at my feet, its shaft gleaming with dark metal and etched with a single, undeniable mark. The Nightowl seal. Silence falls. My heart drops. Rowan steps in front of me instantly. Ezra pulls Rhea behind him. Axel’s hand goes to his belt, where a dagger glints.

It looked like a database system. He clicked on the first image zooming in on the photo to make the picture large on the screen. A white guy with eyes dark and cold like ice, his handsome chiseled face half hiding under the black hoody he was wearing took up half of the screen. Dark Shadow, aged thirty-six, has been with the agency for ten years rank Alpha, the weapon of choice Arrow. Fast, blends in with the shadows his kills never see him coming, has over hundreds of targets to his name.

Night Rider and Night Wing rushed to the core where the blue light was. Chris dispersed his seal once he saw that Night Wing was next to the older man. Night Wing struck the man without giving him a chance to say anything and swung his over his shoulder as he rushed back. Night Blade was already in position, ready to be pulled up as soon as the older man was buckled onto him. The trio had a tacit understanding and didn’t need instructions to be spelt out.