Gold Ranger Power Rangers Ninja Steel Novels & Stories

Steel met steel as she parried, stolen dagger in hand, and a line of sparks jumped between their blades like lightning caught in a snarl. Ragnar’s jaw flexed as he watched her. There was sweat at her temple, but it didn’t dim the fire in her eyes. There was dirt on her cheek, but it only made her look fiercer. She wasn’t delicate. She was becoming. Like something forged in the core of a star. He remembered the rage that had poured from her when she had screamed at him. The raw, radiant rage. And now he saw it refined into motion, her pain made it sharp, made it deadly.

Cora raised an eyebrow. Natalie answered, "Joseph found out that my father is probably a Zahn, because that family is more powerful than ours. Marla said our family's background doesn't even compare to my biological father's, so it has to be them. When can I change my name to Natalie Zahn, Mom?" "The Zahn family?" Cora was confused. She'd heard of them before and knew they were powerful and mysterious. But they supposedly never involved themselves in Jenton's affairs.

She felt Nolan’s body tensed. “Something is wrong,” he muttered into his earpiece. No kidding. But nobody slowed down. The Steel Vipers rolled in hard, with all their allies. Bikes fanned out in a tight formation, trucks sealed off the rear, and every single rider was armed to the teeth. They stormed Pier 17. The attack hit instantly. A gunshot cracked through the air. Then another. Then a full rain of bullets. Gunfire exploded from the tops of shipping boxes. Shadows came alive with men firing rifles. Bullets sparked off metal and tore up the pavement.

Instead, she pushed its power to two or three times more powerful than normal. Gina had no idea what Travis had done to Mork. She could only face the attack by pushing her power to 120%. She shot downward like a falling meteor. If this were an ordinary person, they would not be able to handle it, even with the vital energy protective field. Gina was able to take it because of her natural Steel Physique. Her body started to glow with a soft golden light. She looked like a woman made of steel who could withstand all physical attacks. Even using techniques or other forms of attacks on her could hardly hurt her.

The projected Transmigration Bureau agents charge and scatter the Ravens attacking close to the ground. Kera either slashes them apart with her overgrown talons or bites them in half with her fangs. Ankou throws a barrage of acidic blood-balls just like a rapid pitching machine. And Yama Ranger, on his creepy steed Nightmare, blasts away with his two six-shooters, a lever-action carbine in his third hand and his portal-opening lasso in his fourth.

“Well, that’s more of a reason to protect her and keep her here. She is under our noses, away from all of Astoria. Let's just make sure we remove her powers and send her back to her mother or out of Astoria. She is naive and immature, and her open mouth will certainly put her in danger. She’s managed to upset me and command me several times already. She even commanded me to change my form—” “Command you to change your form? Kent you just met her and she already has the power to—this was my point exactly. She was able to get you to change Kent. You can be in her power in no time. She already has a very charming aurora. I was nearly sucked in. I can't imagine what she is doing to an Alpha.”

Andrea rolled under the vanity, her only intelligent thought being, Get away. When she looked up again, Zain had a handful of the ninja's robes and kicked repeatedly, kneeing the ninja attacker in the stomach, landing a foot against the guy's thigh. It was like watching UFC, except it wasn't an even match at all. The ninja tried to swipe at Zain and he just...floated...out of the guy's reach. The ninja grappled with Zain, wrenching at his arms. Zain lost his hold and the ninja backpedaled toward the door, whirled, and sprinted away.

The only thing that reminded Mark that he was looking at a robot was 2Pac’s gunmetal silver skin and his artificially glowing eyes. It was time to fight again, and Mark waited for the right time to press the Ghost Mode button on a touchscreen located on his suit’s hydraulic forearm, which would turn his body into a phantom for a few seconds using a quantum magnetic pulse. Mark waited for the right time to activate the Ghost Mode feature. His nerves misfired a little, but he tried to keep thinking about his son and how he was fighting for him.

“You think you can stop me with your light? You are the very thing I designed this cage to hold. Every spark you throw at me only serves to charge the lens. You are the fuel for your own destruction.” ​From the shadows of the room, six figures emerged. They were the Raven Guard, but they were no longer human. Their bodies had been grafted into steam-pressurized suits of black iron, their eyes replaced by glowing red lenses. They carried massive hammers that hissed with escaping steam, and their movements were perfectly synchronized, driven by a central clockwork brain. ​“Thorne is fighting your dogs at the gates,” I said, drawing my blade. “And we are going to break your toys right here.”

The shift in the flow of Grey’s power, how it disappeared, and then reappearing but this time, the confident spirit oozed from his back—he felt it all. Ryder used his steel wristband to guard himself against Grey’s knife. The weapon clanged against his wristband made of lightsteel. With his free hand, he used it to stop Grey’s deadly punch packed with glowing energy. There was surprise in Grey’s expression but he was not giving in.