Hunter Power Rangers Ninja Storm Novels & Stories

Hunter 37: A Luna’s Proclamation Harleen Davidson As I addressed Sabrina as Luna, a palpable shift occurred in the room. The atmosphere grew heavy, charged with an unspoken acknowledgment of her authority. It was as if the very air recognized her position, her claim to the title as the rightful Luna of the Silver Moon Pack. The atmosphere crackled with tension, the air charged with an unseen force. It was a tangible manifestation of her authority, an undeniable power. It was a powerful moment, a revelation that silenced even the high-ranking members of the pack.

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

Hunter grunted as he fought the immense gravity of his aura. “He won’t,” My head turned in the direction of the voice, only to find Sabrina suddenly standing between Hunter and Zane with rage in her eyes. Before Zane could react, Sabrina had conjured her own fiery magic and lunged it at Zane, sending him flying across the hall from the unexpected display of strength. No doubt, Sabrina’s magic is considerably strong. Zane landed on his back against the brick wall, earning her a growl from him as he recuperated from the impact and stood tall on his feet.

The water turned a light shade of pink as I rinsed my hair and I realized I had blood in there too, I just couldn't see it. It had me wondering just how much of my life I spent covered in someone else's blood. Yet another perk of being a Hunter. I washed my hair and got out of the tub, I applied a whipped coconut leave-in conditioner to my long locks and then put them in a single braid down the right side.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

This power was so terrifying that wherever it passed, cracks could be seen in the void. Meteor Hammer! The newcomer's body was rather thin, but he held a huge Meteor Hammer in his hand. There were a lot of runes on it, and mysterious light flickered. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary weapon. Judging from the fluctuation of his aura, it was obvious that he was an expert at the ninth level of the Spirit. "Damn it, it's you!" With a cold snort, Zephyr Khan directly attacked with all his strength and activated his own spirit energy.

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

A visible fear was present in his eyes and he shook in his boots. He’s perfect. I moved faster than light. My claws elongated and I made slashes on his chest. The boy groaned in pain and several gasps filled the room and a roar was heard from Callum. “What the hell did you do?” And just as fast as I launched my first attack. I placed my palm on his chest and a blue hue surrounded the wounded area. Power flowed from my body to his. The ray of blue light faded and when I pulled my palm away from him the wound that once oozed with blood was non existent and the warriors of the Moon Crescent pack were now aware of the power I possess.

Hunter vent out his wrath on the punching bag but the poor thing couldn't absorb his rage, with a solid punch the chains snapped and the punching bag fell a few feet away from him as only the dangling chain remained. Hunter straightened up. Not finding the towel around, he yanked his shirt off before wiping the sweat on his body with it. His eyes fell on his knuckles, they were red. He didn't realize he was going bare handed but it didn't matter because he could still feel like spilling some blood. Especially of that innocent-faced witch who fooled him. With a clenched jaw, he stomped out of there. Hunter didn't realize but he was emitting a dark powerful aura that almost suffocated the trai

Dean thought. Rumi could barely hold herself from helping Storm. The more he fought and set them on fire, the more they became and she began to wonder where the hell are the Ninjas coming from. Seeing Storm defending himself puts her at ease a little bit as she waits for the right time to strike.