Kai Green Ninja Novels & Stories

“Maybe just watch from the side. I don’t want to make it weird for the team.” The studio was bright and busy. White backdrops, big lights, and people moving everywhere. Kai stood in the middle wearing an open white shirt and dark jeans, the phoenix tattoo clearly visible. The photographer, a tall guy named Nico with messy hair and a loud voice, circled him. “Chin up a bit more,” Nico called. “Yeah, like that. Give me that ‘I know I’m hot’ look. Perfect.” Kai shifted his weight. “Like this?”

that was naughty, kickass girl- Joy. “Did not explore him enough, bro ?” Kai teased with a chuckle. “Why the fuck do you think Joy was telling about me, Xeon ?!” Dre shrieked. “Coz you are capable of doing all that, bunny,” Jax chuckled and three ninja daggers went over the trio’s head, missing their scalp by mere inches but cutting off a good chunk of their hair from the front in ugly proportions. “WHAT” “THE” “BLOODY HELL”

I had heard stories—whispers in the pack about the giants who ruled the shifter world—but nothing prepared me for the reality. Kai towered over Nash. While Nash was a tall man, Kai stood at least seven feet tall in this form. His skin was a slate-grey, harder than granite, and his muscles were thick cords of power. He didn't have fur; he had armor-like plating along his shoulders and forearms. His face was human-ish but distorted, with a elongated jaw and tusks, and his eyes were completely black—voids of absolute darkness. He blocked Nash’s path to us, a mountain of rage and protection.

His smile widens and accepts it. “You’re too young in this kind of job. You’ll still have many things to learn. Nice to meet you too, Miko. You can call me JD-hyung.” He said as we shake hands. Then he looked at Aikon-hyung. He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.”

She heard rumors of his powers, but seeing it first hand made tingles shot down her spine and fear settled in her stomach. She watched as he stood in front of his brother, arms outstretched with a look of concentration on his face. He held Kai mid air. It was hard not to compare the two. Kai has hard muscles, warrior tattoos, with weapons strapped to his back. Kane was lean; he didn’t have the body of a warrior, but that of a dancer. Gold tattoos traced across his lean form. He looked like a god. Kane slowly lowered him to the ground. As soon as Kai's foot hit the ground, he bared his fangs and growled.

The ward line in the dirt violently fizzles and dies, leaving a gap just wide enough for us to slip through. ​Kai doesn't waste a millisecond. ​He lunges through the broken ward like a striking viper. He covers the distance to the sentries before they can even draw a breath to shout. He grabs the first hybrid by the jaw, twisting sharply with a sickening CRACK that drops the massive rogue like a stone. The second hybrid lunges, but Kai’s silver-laced hunting knife is already buried deep in its throat. ​He lowers the second body silently to the dirt, wiping the blade on his tactical trousers. He looks back at me, giving a sharp nod of approval that makes my pulse completely flutter.

That was just too simple, no? "I can’t believe you’re actually a Grade SSS Gene martial artist!" Kai stared fixedly at Lucas and said in a deep voice. The beam that Lucas had shot out of his eyes was golden in color; the color belonged exclusively to Grade SSS Gene martial artists. Kai was from the Fighters' Alliance headquarters, thus he was still pretty well-informed. "Even if you are a Grade SSS Gene martial artist, you stand no chance of winning being faced with two Rank 7s," Kai continued.

Kai growled, "People like you who turn your back on your home country and ignore the good and evil. I'll kill as many who come my way!" Kai sprang up after that, raising his sword high to slice it down toward Ian. These days, after his defeat to Logan, he had been frustrated. Ian was here at the right time. He would pick up his confidence with Ian's life and pay tribute to the Corynthean martial arts seniors' spirits with his blood. Once Kai attacked, he used Gale Style. His palm drew an arc in the air, and light seemed to glow from it. He was fast like lightning, and the grass around him rustled.

Her long wavy dark hair was tied in a messy bun, and her deep green eyes held a mixture of excitement and anxiety. She had spent the last three years working dead-end jobs while uploading songs online, never imagining this moment would come. The door opened. Kai Storm himself stood there — tall, broad-shouldered, with messy dark hair, piercing grey eyes, and an aura of dangerous charisma. He wore a simple black t-shirt that stretched across his chest and tattoos snaked down his arms. “You’re Nova,” he said, voice low and rough like gravel wrapped in silk. His eyes slowly traveled over her, not in a crude way, but with intense curiosity. “Come in.”

The bald guy withdrew his hands from my body and I slid down the wall trying to cover what was left of my dignity with my hands. Kai walked towards us, his deadly aura was overwhelming. “A…. Al….. Alpha” he stuttered and immediately, Kai trapped the guy ripping his head from his shoulder. Blood splattered to the floor. Kai was worse than a beast. I did not know I had screamed really loudly as the bald guy's headless body was tossed aside. Kai walked towards me, and that was when I noticed his eyes, they were golden.