Hellfire Ninja Novels & Stories

A lightly armed and armored woman stepped through the doorway and scanned the room. Her armor was matte black with dark purple accents along the curves. The plating was thin and light, which allowed her unrestricted movement. Yet it was clear that the armor was rather tough. Strapped to her right thigh was a B-ranked Hellfire Handcannon. It was a weapon that didn’t simply perforate its target - it completely obliterated whatever it struck. It also had a tendency to dislocate its owner's shoulder, if they weren’t strong enough to handle the kick.

Tiger carefully glanced at him and whispered, “Kent is much better than our men when it comes to computers. I’ve already asked Silas to get him here to help us.” “It’s useless,” Conrad said. “He’s more skilled than Kent.” Tiger looked at his boss in shock. Conrad said, “He’s a hacker, top 5 globally.” And then, he stopped. “He might be from the Hellish Training Camp as well.” Tiger was shocked. “Could it be…? The second leader from the Hellish Training Camp?” The Hellish Training Camp had three leaders. They were all concerned about their own matters and were thought to be legends.

“Thyne, Manslayer 018, in attendance.” Tumango naman si Hellios at muling humarap sa lahat. “Thyne is our most skilled shooter. He will be the one to accomodate you in long-range battle trainings. Ayaw ko ng ngumangawa, ayaw ko ng nakatunganga. Ayaw ko ng tát*nga-t*nga sa grupo ko. Some of you will be our successor. You do what you are ordered to, and you do them without a single mistake!” “Am I making myself clear?”

He said, “Let me see what’s so great about the people from the Hall of Evil.” “Fight! Kill!” The Hellhound with the saber roared. He waved the saber and slashed at Philip’s neck! His movement was clean and neat, full of killing intent! Even the disciples of the third and fourth zone would die on the spot when they encountered the Hellhound in this killing frenzy! Moreover, the other party’s saber-wielding skills were not ordinary. It was as though his moves had been programmed by a detailed computer program. The angle and force of each movement were perfect!

A growl left his throat, and revolving small orbs of greenish fire danced in the fingertips of his left hand. “Alpha!” Hunter yelled. “This isn’t the place.” “Backing out?” Niquel taunted, raising his chin. “Run away with your tail between your legs, dog.” “How about you show me your wings so I could rip them off your back,” Aidan answered back. “What? Worried the humans will find out?” Fwoosh! Niquel thrusted his arm forward and shot blue flames at Aidan who dodged to the right. Then with a sweep of his left arm, the flames arched and returned to his hand before it could hit the glass.

Especially because they’d included the part about him being a caring man, and ended with me saying I wanted him to be free of the darkness, to cut back again to him walking all alone, eyes down, wearing all black like back then. They faded to black and the Up Next screen for his solemn narration voice to say, “Up next on this Haunters season finale special.” The following quick montage showed twenty seconds of the highlights of the next episode. Meaning the worst of it all, the harshest one-liners from the interviews and even things I had no idea had happened.

he declars, his eyes burning with determination. Gin, the enigmatic magician of our group, has an array of abilities at his disposal. He could manipulate magic to conjure powerful spells, exhibit incredible telepathic prowess, and blink into places with the swiftness of thought. "I can use my magic to provide us with an advantage," Gin offers, his voice steady. "My telepathy will keep us informed, and my ability to blink will allow us to move quickly and quietly."

Thankfully, my speed and reaction time worked and I was able to avoid being shot by it. It was a hellfire. Only underground people knew about this trick and underground people are those who are hideous and sorts of spell creators. Dark Magic. I was shocked when he threw a hellfire. "W-What is this? Are you connected to the dark spirits from the underground?" He is with a hellfire. Hellfire is a very strong defense. Everything that it touches, turns into ashes.

He went up to the host and grabbed his microphone and said, "The person who is present here listen clearly if you don't want to see this match then just get the hell out of here. And if you want to watch then you can just place your bet on us. I will be fighting with the lady standing below the stage. Those who weren't able to recognize me, I am 'Red Hell' the only VVIP member and also the strongest contestant of this underground battle arena." Now the audiences were on an uproar. They had only heard about his matches but never able to watch him. Because his match's ticket is so expensive that only some of the wealthy people of that city can afford it. Rumour has it that his fireball is so s

Hunter said. "We don't know who Silvia is," The other guy croaked out and Hunter's eyes darkened. Putting his phone aside. He barked at his men who scurried inside. "Strip them," Hunter ordered and their faces paled. His men did as told and within seconds both the guys stood there butt naked with their hands tied behind their backs. "One of you shift," Hunter said looking at one of his men who shifted quickly into his wolf form. "I want you to f*ck that guy," Hunter said pointing at the f*cker who looked as if his soul left his body.