Masked Ninja Novels & Stories

Ram, Nand, and Vipula were locked in their own fierce battles. The masked man's followers swarmed them, but each team member stood resilient, their unique weapons turning the tide in their favor. Ram wielded a double-edged sword, its blade humming with energy. He moved with a ferocity that belied his calm demeanor, each swing of his sword sending enemies sprawling. His strikes were precise, each blow calculated to incapacitate rather than kill, reflecting his disciplined nature. As attackers closed in, he parried and countered with an almost supernatural speed, the sword's glow illuminating his path through the chaos.

I could also see he was wearing a white fur coat. “Thank you for having us Madam Amelia.” Kent said with a bow. “Of course.” I couldn’t see my mother but I heard her voice and it was quivering. “Does he have to stay like this?” I roamed my eyes around and gasped as I spotted a black dog—no,not a dog, a wolf. I had never seen a wolf in broad daylight. My gasp may have been loud because Kent’s head turned up to locate the sound. This enabled me to see his face. It was more innocent than I expected. His face was paper white with flushed pink cheeks. His nose was almost as buttoned as Marianna, but his jaw was where you could see the alpha. It moved as he looked around. It was sharp enough to cu

Dexter said aloud as we heard the door leading to the other sections of the mansion open. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the passageway leading to the stairs, waiting in excitement to see what our Alpha had to present. And when I was beginning to think that our Alpha's surprise was a flop, I saw the hugest scare of my life. The whole hall fell into chaos as most people screamed and yelled in fear while others like myself stood speechless and motionless. It was a man. A man whose reputation spoke for itself. It was the legendary Alpha Blade, known in Haven as The Ripper.

After Neve made her orders, all the men and women beside her revealed what was under their sleeves. They were all wearing the martial art weapons, the Rainstorm Needles. This was something ten times better than guns when targeting martial artists. However, Harvey ignored all of them and continued moving forward. He exclaimed coldly, "Stop! If any of you are going to continue to attack Mandy, I'm going to cripple you!"

he said and paused, observing the expression of his audience. "Point two, you have to understand who we are fighting against; they are ninjas. They thrive in the dark. They move fast in the dark. They are dangerous in the dark. Whatever you do there, make sure that you don't get into a dark corner with any Ninja, or you are dead, BUT..." He stopped, scanning their solemn faces again. "Just in case any one of us gets unlucky, I have a remedy: a torchlight."He snapped his gaze to Jax. "Get it."

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama THREE VENDETTA I walk in and the sound of the music was blaring in the hair and some were dancing while some where busy spraying money on the Strippers. And of course, there are many drugs dealers and some criminals I would be just arrest here but CIA don't do shit. We plan a mission we achieve it. "What did you say he is wearing"I said to my ear Bluetooth that anyone wouldn't notice actually. It for protection incase something goes wrong and I can actually communicate to my back up.

I can’t hear anything except for the roar of blood in my veins as I speed towards the enemy that was so long ago prophesied that I would fight. Before I understand what I am doing I see Alex throw her first sandbag and see it explode right in front of her, she gives a cry of alarm before she notches one of the new arrows that Lyrica and Cooper made from Ash’s and my old weapons because they can only die from a weapon of a Ma Vista. Ash had a larger problem to face considering his was a sword and shield. In the end we had to melt them and mould them into more swords and shields. Alex lets the arrow fly and I see it hit its mark, right in the heart. Though everyone can’t see the monsters, Ash

of nearly every head taking shelter beneath the black and red painted walls of the mafia world. A person so beyond just crimes and deaths, carrying the skills to play with every single weapon discovered, from sword and guns to nunchaku, and every single vehicle made on earth, no matter whether it is a public transport, a modern AI designed speed beauty or an infantry tank. Meet the god of life and death, of the most merciless side ever existing. The one and only of his kind, Jin Dae-Seong. The presence of this young, fierce, blazing yet cold-blooded figure can send shivers with just his passage, to even the lifeless objects coming in the way.

How was he so calm? “They have one more weakness… they can see all colours but black. So those men…” Lead flew behind me and pointed towards Hikari’s ninjas. “... if they hide their eyes and nose with black cover too. They could just pass by the shadow eaters and they wouldn’t know of their presence.” Hikari looked at them and gulped. The ninjas looked at Hikari and knelt, waiting for his orders. It was a suicide mission, yet they were ready without putting another thought into it.

Making them merge with the other groups. We train daily. We are responsible for learning as many tactics as possible. I as well as both betas and James are the main snipers. We usually are the first to arrive at the scene and the last to leave the scene. We gotta specialize in everything. From artillery to, combat, human and wolf form. Our specialty consists of different martial arts, combat, being the best with weapons, and my favorite.... being swift with the sword. There's just something about ripping a vamps head off with one single swift from my blade. Almost like a knife going through butter.