Green Ninja Lloyd Garmadon Novels & Stories

“Thanks. So what do we have here?” Bryan asked his partner, who pointed at one of the eight frames on the laptop screen, which was relaying the live feeds of hidden cameras that were set up in strategic places around the harbor. Looking at the screen, he saw three Latinos unloading some crates from a speed boat at the pier. From where the boat was, there was an open space about half the size of a football field, which was surrounded by shipping containers that were stacked on one another. Looking closer, he saw that each of the men had viper tattoos on different parts of their body.

My best friend was accusing my maybe boyfriend of being a werewolf and a prince, and instead of laughing it off, everyone seemed to be in on the joke but me. “ Natasha Greenwood,” Damien said. The name must have meant something because Damien, still standing near the broken door gave a short surprised laugh. “Greenwood,” he repeated, almost reverent. “ The Greenwoods are a powerful clan.” Natasha’s lips curved. “Indeed we are and who might you be?” “Damien Grey,” he said with a polite bow of his head. “But please just call me Damien.” My hands curled into fists. “What the hell is going on? Why are none of you trying to hide whatever… this is?” My gaze snapped to Natasha. “And you, how do you

From the other corner of the street, a small wolf, smaller than even the regular wolves, with deep brown eyes, fought against the water wolves that had surrounded her, easily defeating them. She moved like sand, flowing through their fingers and eventually binding and suffocating them. And just when the enemy predicted her next move, she would transform into dust and vanish, right before she reforms and takes them down. Naina, along with several other wolves, was in charge of protecting the Greenhouse - where the Pack's Grimoire was kept. The True North just kept on coming, like a great tsunami trying to wash over everything in its path. Their movements and attacks were also more vicious tha

We laughed together. Yes of course, Geoffrey of the triples was the only one who treated me like a brother. He was the eldest, the one to go out first, then followed by Gerald and Geronimo. I was thankful I was on his good side. He is a very nice brother to me, every time Gerald and Geronimo bullied me, he'll be there scolding them. He'd be there reminding my father that I was still his son, he'd be there reminding my brothers that I was full of use.

As they neared the back gate Leonidas could smell the metallic smell of blood in the air as the ground as the arrows and silver bullets were zipping and hissing through the air. Sprinted through the gate Leonidas broke the iron excuse of the gate with his powers before they stood in the camp. Standing there Leonidas saw a group of rogues charging towards him snarling. Smirking Leonidas let out his claws and fangs out as golden rings surrounded his electric blue orbs and he sprinted towards the Rogue tearing them apart limb by limb in a blink of an eye. One by one all the warriors along with Nathan started to tore every single Rogue apart without giving them any chance to prepare.

'He's testing us,' Dina exclaimed. 'What do I do?' Lily asked. 'Give me control!' Dina replied. Lily relinquished control and Dina took over her body. She began to match each of Garrett's strikes, much to his surprise. Her speed increased but she still wasn't fast enough to go toe to toe with him. Garrett noticed that she wasn't protecting her right side. He attempted to exploit it, but was surprised when Lily tripped him causing him to fall backward on his butt. Lily took the opportunity to pounce on him, bringing her claws to his throat.

According to her, Norman had taken Lyra to a secluded warehouse to drain every drop of blood from her body, a plan she overheard Norman discussing with her father. Furious and with his eyes glowing red, Adam turned to his cousin and asked, "Are you with me?" His cousin replied with a resounding "hell yeah," eager to join the impending battle. As Gina was frightened at the sight of Adam's anger, he spoke in a deep, dark voice, demanding, "Take me there." 'Why is his eyes glowing a red color instead of orange?' Gina asked herself. 'He might have a special ability like Norman whose eyes glow a green color due to his venomous nature. Adam looks more frightful than my father.'

But I need to go in there for Jasmine, to find out what’s going to happen to her—what’s going to happen to me. I push open the door without knocking, and four huge guys stop talking to look over. I recognize them all from the last time I was here. I’ve been trained to never forget a face. Jared stands beside his pierced friend. Garrett Green is the pack leader, the one whose lawyer girlfriend marched in and pulled Jared out of the police station. The fourth guy is huge—built like a tank, complete with a military crew cut. He served as a bouncer at the cage fight. “Well, well, well, he survived the full moon,” Jared drawls.

Though Lincoln was drunk, but it didn't affect his wolf form. As long as he was the alpha, he was already strong, thanks to all the training and the gift of the moon goddess to every alpha-the gift of power. The strength to fight. So, seeing Liam aggressively coming towards him, he didn't need someone to tell him before quickly shifting into his wolf. Gammas are very good fighters. Their grey eyes target and stare into their enemy as they prepare for a fight, watching to know their enemies' next action.

I did not know why, but my heart ached for a moment when I heard her say that there was no relationship between us, but I quickly sobered up, "Even if we are not mates for each other, you are still one of our GreyStone Pack, and I must take you back. As the future Alpha of GreyStone Pack, I have the right to control you." In the midst of the heated exchange between Lya and me, a figure emerged from the shadows, a woman with striking green eyes that mirrored Lya's own. The intensity of her gaze commanded attention, exuding a sense of authority and strength that instantly captivated me. Without hesitation, she stepped forward, positioning herself as a shield, her protective embrace enveloping