Evil Greninja Novels & Stories

He screamed miserably, "Stop, stop! Please spare me, I was wrong!" Valerie punched him a few more times before finally stopping. She looked at him and asked, "So now, are you going to cooperate?" Eren cried with a pitiful face and said, "Y-Yes! My name is Eren Kirstein, nickname Swift Shadow, an unofficial disciple of Thunder Sect." Eric shouted, "I don't care who you are! What were you trying to do, sneaking onto Mount Lourneau in the middle of the night?" Eren shrank back and replied, "I was gathering intel. And I figured I would try my luck and see if I could kidnap the Lloyd family's Dragon Prince."

Ehlii there. "My son-in-law," laughed Ehlii proudly. "Seedlings nurtured by Julian never fail," Armen says as Bastian begins his struggle with a tall, bulky man with a shaved head. Despite their vastly different body comparisons, Bastian had no trouble and fought aggressively from every direction against the man. In this place, Bastian was known as the Jaguar, often aloof but very savage. He looks good and generous on the outside, but he's a real demon," Ehlii boasted of his future son-in-law.

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

Wrenly had lost her parents early on, growing up with only her brother Trajan for company. His importance to her was beyond words. Suddenly, a towering figure strode into the room, his scorn for Garna's words evident in his scoffing. That newcomer was clearly mixed-race, with striking features and gray eyes that held a chilling glint. "General Chava, aren't you blowing this out of proportion? We're talking about a mere commander from Biskeland. With our ranks filled with warriors of God of War caliber, are we really worried about taking down Pendragon's top dog?"

They were all black with vivid green eyes like my mom’s! “I’m Felixe Andreadis, son of Thea, Alpha Titanus’s lost daughter. Inform him that his grandson has come over to meet him!” They looked astonished and eyed one another with disbelief. It was evident they didn’t believe my claim. “Oh, prove it, rogue!” mocked another. “I’ll prove it to the Alpha!” I said valiantly, controlling my temper. “Brave, aren’t you?” taunted another. “Fight us if you want to take a step forward.”

she whispered and ducked into another tent. “Your girlfriend?” he asked me. “My sister.” Sorin led me past the cabins and into a grand tent that stood a few yards away from everything else. Inside was a large table with around twenty chairs, maps of the surrounding areas and two workers who stood ready for his orders. “Leave us and you can take a seat.” He chose a seat opposite of where I sat down and waited for the two workers to leave the tent. “I see from your paperwork that you have no rank and no lair. How is that possible when your dragon is so rare that most people have never seen one.”

The ground under his feet shot out from underneath him, shattering into multiple pieces. A few of the pieces flew towards but fortunately, Ying yang used his telekinesis to stop the pieces from hitting us. " Okay guys, Spill !” Energygrid said as Ying yang helped her up. ” We told you about the Buffalo soldier with the gravity fetish! Now, what’s the story with Arnold Schwarzenegger and Slumdog Electrioner over there? ” " The big guy calls himself Stronghold ” War zone said. ” As you can see, he’s a hybrid with super strength and invulnerability. ”

I groaned as I forced myself off my bed wishing for a moment of rest. " It seems General Matilda Cashew was ordered to take control of the new post that's deeper into Leighdal. Our batch is being taken over by Arena Fighter. " Walter informs me as he pats my back, draping his arm over my shoulders and dragging me along toward the gathering area. " Arena Fighter?!* Sigh* Why do those brutes always get the promotion. ..... how did this bozo get the job?" " Not sure.... but he goes by Shinigami, the Grim Reaper of Ralux. They said that no one can kill faster than him."

Theria giggled and trotted off to say high to the crew. As they entered the training area a man wearing a stag skull helmet greeted him. He smelled like pine and the forest, and he looked like a huntsman from the middle ages. Slung across his back a Dragonuv sniper rifle and modern compound bow complete with arrows. “So the whelp finally arrives. The name is Herne the Hunter.” “Warren Vandal, a descendant of Troy,” He held out his hand and hoped the sniper would take it. A smile appeared through the thick beard, “The queen didn't tell us who you were. She just said you would be joining the team,” His voice remained friendly and even. “How is the eidolon?”

"What now?" "We let them, and we see what he's willing to do next" Greg replied her. "This is something we've never seen before in the world, two minds that are intertwined with each other on a bond based off loss and grief and trauma, because that's what binds them both. The trauma that they share-" "If it's true that he abandoned everything and set that house on fire with that man inside, we can't tell what he's capable of doing next” Regina said. “But i known it won't be good" She whispered.