Katana Tmnt Novels & Stories

"Hahaha, we old fools can’t disgrace our tribe in front of others, can we? What if we get serious?" asked the white tiger ancestor—or, as he might be called, the tribe’s former leader. "Great! Hammer of Judgment, get ready, you damn bastard," the black turtle figure produced a massive hammer—a weapon of divine caliber. And the white tiger wielded its claws as a weapon equally on par with a divine weapon. AWWWUUUUUUUUU AWWWUUUUUUUUU

Akira: Hanzo Clone, Toru Wind, Kasumi Fire. Hanzo: Shadow clone. Toru: Turbulence. Kasumi: Don’t tell me what i must do. Fire Ball. Akira: Don’t complain. Earth Bind CRASHH ROAAARRRR Kasumi: Tch, it isn’t effective, HANA!!! Hana: LIghtning. DUARRR.. ROAARRRR The Goblin King in front of us gave another angry roar and trying to attack ius indiscrimately. Akira: Earth Prison.

Gordan gasped, his voice strained as he fought to stay on his feet. "It doesn't need to replace it, Sensei," Kitana’s voice whispered from the doorway. She had returned to the dojo, her porcelain mask removed, revealing a face etched with a cold, triumphant malice. "It only needs to silence it." She stepped forward, her movements fluid and effortless while Gordan struggled to even breathe. She executed a single, precise strike to the base of his neck—the "Severed Thread’s" final disconnection. Gordan Chen, the MMA legend and the heart of the "Old Guard," collapsed to the training mats.

Good thing they were already mostly deteriorated, so the debris didn’t fall on us. “What was that!?” Tomila questioned as she looked around wide-eyed. But that wide-eyed look changed, glossing over. If I had to guess, she must hear calls for help in the Demonclaw pack link. “My pack… my people… what kind of… what weapon did you use?” “That’s not a weapon.” Katrina scoffed. “That’s my in-laws.” Tiberius grinned. “What? Who? The cries of my pack….” Tomila held her temples. She probably would have collapsed if Cillian wasn’t holding her up.

she shakes her head like she finds me insane. "They are so cute you know." I smiled at her sweetly and she just angrily looked at me. "Be careful next time." She seriously said. "Woah, coming from the one whom I trained?" I looked at her like I didn't expect that coming and pouted ny lips "yes master" I sarcastically said to her. Katana's age was two years younger than mine. She was 21 while I am 23. I trained her when she was 6 and I am 8 years old. She always followed me since we were kids and I treat her like my younger sister.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TEN I grabbed his hand and with as much strength as I could muster, I pushed it away from my thigh. The sound of my underwear snapping back into place didn't go unnoticed as he chuckled darkly.

Who exactly is she? “Are you surprised, master?” Katana teases me, “I mean isn’t it a shame for you to change yourself to a lady only because you want to be near the woman you call mate yet you rejected?” “How did you find out?” I ask her, “how?” “Of course I did” Katana moves closer to me and dusts some invisible dust from my robe, a gesture that annoys me to the core, “I mean I was the one who killed Athena in a fight three years ago, master”

When she noticed Kat looking at it, she laughed and said, "You like this, Katalina? This is the Scimitar of Sygnus. The blade of the void.” Panic crawled up Kat's body. Was she going to get sliced open? Was she going to get sacrificed like a lamb? As though to reinforce her fear, Navea said sweetly, “It will send you straight to your special cell in Hell." Images of the torture chambers flashed in Kat's mind. She began to tremble violently, even in the humid summer heat.

Adrian burst into ripples of laughter as he kept the iron stamp aside and picked up a Japanese Katana, his favorite toy of all time. He unleashed it and trailed his fingers on the edge of the blade which was extremely sharp and his lips curled into a smile…. “This is one of the best Katana in Japan and as you can see it's extremely sharp… You either give me what I want, else I'm gonna slice off your manhood with just one slice…” Adrian calmly spoke without sparing him a glance…

I think he's trying to tackle my panther, take her down but not hurt her too badly. But my panther won't let him even have the satisfaction of tackling us. She too leaps forward, her teeth clipping his ear and her claws stretching at his back. He whimpers and leaps back once we land on the ground again. She gives him no time to recover, she springs forward, and her teeth sink into the side of his neck. "Cleo!" Mine and my panther's heart freezes instantly, along with the rest of her movement. We knew that voice. Ike.