Green Ninja Storm Ranger Novels & Stories

Countered with a brutal punch that sent Fenrir crashing into a tree. The trunk cracked. Fenrir spat blood. Then… He smiled. Something about that smile chilled me. Too confident. Too certain. Zane charged. Fenrir waited. The instant Zane reached him— Fenrir twisted sideways. His claws flashed beneath the moonlight. I saw them. There was something coating them. A strange green sheen. No… My eyes widened. Wolfsbane. “Zane!” I screamed. But I was too far away. Fenrir drove his claws straight into Zane’s abdomen.

Could it be I fought this one before? “ Witness the power of the Azrez Naga Tribe!” He yelled, his eyes beginning to change. The white of his eye turned golden, the blue replacing to black. “ Now, face the wrath of the Tribal Trait of the Naga, the Nintaijin!” White lightning engulfed the man, causing Kronos to back up in shock. Now I see! It’s him! But, how?!

Her lips parted with a scathing statement, but before she could catch her breath, he was stepping into the Control Room and speaking to the neon-haired werewolf on patrol. “We need transportation, asap.” The warrior with his strange colour combination of hair shaved close to his head, and his large body covered with a variety of weapons, rose to his feet, clearly under orders to offer Rhye whatever he needed. “Follow me, alpha.” Wryly marvelling at what Trevor would demand in compensation for his hospitality, Rhye followed the werewolf across the room. Waiting for the attendant to push open a narrow door, he wasn’t shocked to discover the enormous underground garage that held a half dozen gl

I quietly entered and proceeded to the information desk; in there I found a ginger-head girl making crazy gestures with her hand. "Larsen? Candice? Slanted eyes, Korean yet American?" she hysterically expressed. The nurse looked at her, confused. "I am not sure ma'am what's the case with your friend?" "I do not know, someone said she was here—" I butted in. "Ms. Candice, I am not sure if her parents met with an accident—that's what I heard." They both looked at me. I faced the ginger-head girl and nodded. "I believe you are Jenny; I am the taxi driver." Then I showed Jenny's phone.

“Why? Why are you supporting me?” “Isn’t it obvious? Green has a lot of enemies and I’m just one of them.” I shot him a superficial smile. “But that is what the many of you say all the time. In my case though,” I inched closer. “I have no qualms with Green, I just want to fulfill the duty asked of me.” “And that is?” His eyebrow arched. “Capturing Green and delivering her to the Hunter family.” His eyes exclaimed in horror. “I’m part of the Hunter family.” I smirked, flashing my golden yellow eyes and he retracted a bit from me. “But as it is now, they might actually have a shot at saving her. And I figured this is the perfect chance for you to strike.”

The fabric clung to her like a second skin, her nipples faintly visible in the cool air. The crowd’s energy surged as the next fighter entered the ring. Riven Kane. They called him the Reaper—six-foot-five of corded muscle, scarred knuckles, and cold, emerald-green eyes that had ended more careers than most men had hot meals. His bare chest gleamed under the lights, intricate tattoos of ravens and thorns snaking over his shoulders and down his arms. He moved like a predator, calm and lethal, ignoring the cheers as if they were background noise.

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.

Shawna saw that his skin was turning gold and knew what the white Tiger was about to do, but she didn't have time for this bull shit. She put Storm back into the car and called her missile and took aim. Shadow ran and shifted into Rane instantly, when he saw the White Tiger start to transform into his griffin. As soon as he was about to leap at it's neck, the griffin's head popped like a balloon, brain matter flew everywhere. Rane had to twist in the air to dodge the griffin's body so that it didn't fall on him. Once it hit the ground it transformed back into a headless Scarlett leaving only her body. Shadow watched the body of his ex mate for only a second and felt nothing. He turned to his

I know you want the satisfaction, that's not gonna happen Finally, I wore my leather bracelet, with my knife and nodded at my reflection. I looked bad ass. I was wearing a ripped jean shorts and an oversized long sleeved sweatshirt. I wore my fleece short sleeved jacket and paired it with a high top leather boot. My hair were in two unkempt double dutch braids. I fixed Storm's leach and took my backpack.

finally shift. I went to look up and the person carrying me and was shocked to see it was the man from earlier, his tattoos were visable at his shirt edge showing me that he was most likely covered in them, his hair cut was so much different then the men around here, the sides were shaven to the skin but long on the top; I couldnt help but notice a scar running down his jaw. This man was very much my type, old style warrior vibes flowed from him and dam was it sexy. He probaly saw me as a weakling but I couldn't help but be thankful he didnt seem to noice me looking at him because I really liked the view. "Rouge." His voice startled me as he suddenly looked down at me his eyes I thought wer