Hunted Ninjago Novels & Stories

His jaws were chiseled and he had a face that even the gods would be jealous of, but before the man could even open his mouth to speak. A flying kick landed right in his temple sending him crashing into the ground, Genevieve screamed in horror as she didn’t know what even made Hazel act like this man was some monster from some folklore. “I said get your filthy paws off Lady Genevieve!” Hazel shouted, embracing the much smaller Genevieve in her arms like a mother protecting her child but Hazel’s stern face soon loosened up and contorted into one of fear the moment she realized he wasn’t moving. “Y-You killed him!” Genevieve screamed at Hazel, and they both began freaking out because they knew

They were there to investigate why Darian's Aunt Amy had Arystyn and her twin brother Austin kidnapped and separated as babies. As they lounged by the pool, they discussed their plan of action. Arystyn searched for any leads while Alex tried to dig up any information online. Their search led them to a small village on the outskirts of the island, where they discovered that Aunt Amy had ties to a notorious supernatural organization called the Tribune. Determined to uncover the truth, Arystyn and Alex hired a private investigator to help them infiltrate the organization. The PI, named Joe, proved invaluable in helping them gather information and piece together the puzzle.

“But, whatever law lies in this country does not apply in NJG’s turf. Meaning, Cipher was never at fault for the death cases that rose days ago. Our code states that whoever started an aggression was in definite hot water and not those who defended.” The unknown man pulled a document from his case and neatly put it on the table in front of him. “The one named Keisha Vista suggested a capturing game. The rules are very simple. There will be two factions who are battling each other. Two types of roles. One is the Hunter and the other one is the Sprinter. The Hunters have one goal: it is to capture the flags of the Sprinters in a given period of time. If all seven flags are obtained, the Hunter

Only for the first time, I get excited to read what is written. Our hottest athlete in the world, Hunter Blanco, leaves the famous pub with a mysterious girl in Barcelona. They say that the mysterious girl is a Spanish American, and the two would have left the place earlier. Can you identify who the girl is in the picture? Text us on 1****9 to win amazing prizes!" I view the picture, staring back at myself in disbelief. How do these people know? I scan the photos and see the tip of my head inside his Lamborghini! These bunch of jerks have the most advanced digital equipment to capture the miniscule of details with such precision!

a mercenary growled, kneeling on my chest and pressing his knee down hard against my sternum. I struggled beneath his weight, trying to twist my body, but I couldn't get leverage with my hands locked behind me. I glared up at him, breathing heavily, mud and cold water dripping down my chin. He reached down to his tactical belt, pulling a pneumatic injector from its pouch. He primed the seal with a loud click, then pressed the nozzle against the side of my neck, right next to my scent gland. "No—" I choked out. He squeezed the trigger.

Hunter, weapon in hand, focused on defending against the onslaught. The skirmish unfolded amidst the towering trees and dense foliage. Han's laughter echoed through the forest as he unleashed his cunning tactics, testing the seekers' abilities and strength. As the clash continued, Stereo observed from a distance, her eyes reflecting concern and anticipation. Han's mischievous grin widened, confident in his ability to outwit and overpower the duo. During the chaos, Lin and Hunter found themselves drawing on their newfound strength, depending on each other. Coordinating their movements seamlessly, they countered Han's attacks with a harmonious dance of defense and offense.

And trust me, they are good at hunting people down. "Let's get our weapons!!!" "Yes!!!!" Gillian screeched like a woman and ran, kicking his shoes off and ripping off his shirt. He's not allowed to attack the children, just hide. Before he disappeared, he gave me a murderous glare and a mouthed promise of vengeance. I snickered and gave myself a pat on the back. By daybreak, he'd have a lot of toy bullets and weapons buried in his body, especially with Nino as their leader. The kid is a master hunter at his age.

I track the large male deer about a mile away from the house near the river that feeds the lake. “Nice,” Hanzo links, looking at me and I nod slowly moving in the opposite direction of Hanzo to trap the deer if it bolts. “Ready?” Hanzo questions once we’re both in position giving him a clear line to the neck. I nod lowering myself ready to sprint as Hanzo launches himself onto the deer knocking it down, his teeth instantly going into the animal’s neck. I immediately jump grabbing at the back legs hobbling the kicking deer. Chills run through me when I hear the crunching of bone from Hanzo’s grip.

Upon discovering the rebel stronghold, Hunter and his team launched a decisive counterattack. This operation wasn’t only driven by the ambush that injured Hunter's men but also aimed to rescue the young individuals held captive by the rebels and rogues. Hunter received news that several boys from the town had been taken by the rebels and were being forcibly trained as fighters. These boys were taught how to handle firearms and were being prepared to combat the government.

(gat lontok pov) I crouched low to the ground, my eyes fixed on the tracks of the wild boar. The forest was alive with the sounds of birds chirping and leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. I had been hunting for hours, and my stomach was growling with anticipation. As the prince of Pasig, it was my duty to provide for my people, and a successful hunt would bring honor to my family and our kingdom.