Hellfire Ninja Novels & Stories

Another day, another job, another new burner phone number. I fell into this job by accident really. A mob boss was having dinner at the restaurant a few years ago and he rented out the entire venue for him and his men to dine, drink and plot. By the end of the dinner, I had sent the waitstaff home and I was basically just waiting for them to leave when a gunman shot through the glass window and killed the boss’ second in command. The men scattered, grabbing their holsters and jackets from the chairs and coat closet and running out the door to get their revenge. The mob boss sat in his chair the entire time his men scurried around the restaurant, I watched him from my seat at the bar as he fi

He first fixed his hairstyle before speaking. "Are you here to join the Edge Alliance?" Before Ray could answer, the young man continued, "Remember this—address me as Lord Fire Fist." Ah. This had to be Theodore Hunter, the Edge Alliance's second-in-command, nicknamed "Fire Fist." And yes, the nickname was self-appointed.

“Great, now you sound like our trainers.” “There’s a difference, though. We grew up with each other. The guy with the gut wound could be my brother or my cousin, my best friend. Get the idea?” “So, who are these Hell Hounds to you then? So that we know.” “Aria Redgrave. First cousin and a couple of years younger than I am. She’s the computer expert I was talking about, Hal. Please don’t get on her nasty side, or she will waste your time with so much computer nastiness your head will spin. Then we have Devine Kelos. She’s relatively new to our team, but she’s got a nose that can hunt anyone or anything down in a blink of an eye. It’s scary to watch Hilda play a game with Devine. Hunt for the

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

She looked into her sniper scope this time around and saw one of the men coming out of another hut with an AK47 rifle in his hand. “This is not going to end well.” She whispered. The man raise the gun and shot their first captive point blank in the head. “We need to do something.” Kimberly called out to her partner who immediately spoke into the radio. “Alpha to base over. There are hostile activities in the area, over.” “Can you identify Mustafa amongst the hostiles?” Kimberly quickly interrupted before Oscar could speak. “No sir, but some civilians are being executed right now, over” “ Base to alpha , stay put. Don’t jeopardize the mission.”

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"

" Heyli could still feel herself inside this beast and she tried her best to return to her normal body but all she did was hit trees, break branches and snarl. Then her eyes hit her target, the reason why she had shape shifted and she grabbed onto the man with her tail, squeezing around his neck and causing him to cough in pain. "No!" Nina yelled and stood to her feet. "Don't kill him! He's not dangerous! Remember it's a game, Heyli. Drop him." But Heyli couldn't bring herself to. She was filled with this sadistic desire to kill anyone and anything in sight. "She's going to kill him, Kayla. Run!" Nina screeched and stood to her feet.

I’ve known for a long time that Harltey was a cold hearted coward but to see him use someone as a human shield is next level cowardice. When the howl of attack sounds I see Naveah charging forward and I follow closely. Gunner is in charge and I can feel he prioritises Naveah’s safety. She jumps the first rogue, her jaws chomping down on his throat. I expect to hear his neck snap but he seems to be unaffected.

As I watch, Hellfire slams her hand between the legs of one of the men fighting. “Hey, asshole. You picked the wrong girl to fight. I neuter boys like you before breakfast,” she says, then proceeds to rip part of his penis and balls from his body. I shiver, looking away before I can see which parts she ripped off. As much as I despise these men for what they're doing, I'm still a man. Watching Hellfire in action still makes me feel the phantom pain of what that guy is experiencing. The man’s scream of pain overwhelms her microphone until she turns and reaches for the next guy.

His arm stayed around my waist, firm and familiar, and I could feel his body pressing into mine like it belonged there. That grin alone was enough to make my brain melt as it was the same one from last night when he made me forget who I was. The power had shifted, and now he was the one playing with fire while I stood there burning. I should’ve known better than to start anything with someone as dangerous as Nico. He wasn’t stable. He wasn’t safe. And now I’d poked the devil, and the devil was having fun. The panic was there, real and loud, but so was the heat. And he could feel it. He could feel how much I still wanted him, and he was getting high off it.