Masked Ninja Novels & Stories

AND LIVE UPTO MY NAME! “Now what?" I thought. My head was beaded with sweat. My breath was heavier than usual. Just... ‘Ghost Shinobi’? Just whom did I kill? And I killed someone when I was a child? What did I do back then? I snapped back to reality when I heard Mika’s terrified screams and saw a man pointing a knife at her. She stood there, unable to move, as the man said, “You will never get out of here alive.” The man raised his knife for the kill as Mika was unable to move, frozen in fear as I saw her eyes ringing emergency alarms evidently.

The real Crinka, however, stood behind me, pressing a steel blade to my throat. I wouldn’t have stepped back, if the blade hadn’t been made with obsidian ore. I dropped the dagger and Mujin, now in his form, picked it up, hiding it from view. He was mocking me with his eyes, and I made a mental note to punch this motherfucker in the face before I leave this world. “Hands behind your back now!”, she commanded, pressing the blade closer. I hissed, obeying her every command. “Mujin, hold him down for me, please.”

he hisses, his voice a chilling whisper carried by the wind. Sarah knew she has no choice but to fight once more. She draw her concealed dagger from her bloodied cross bag, her hand trembling slightly. The ninjas who climbed the pine trees are really fast. However, with a fluid grace that belied their intent of killing her, she evades their makabishi and shuriken. Though they missed their aim, they continue to lunge towards her. Surprisingly, she dodged, her reflexes honed by years of training.

The echoes of punches and kicks reverberated through the room as two assassins engaged in a fierce duel, their movements fluid and precise. Adjacent to the sparring ring, there was a section dedicated to agility and stealth training. An obstacle course challenged assassins to navigate through a maze of laser beams, pressure-sensitive floors, and hidden traps. Emine watched as a young recruit stealthily weaved her way through the obstacles, her movements almost ethereal, her body a silhouette in the shadows.

The lights above the ring cast harsh shadows across his body, every muscle defined, every movement precise. His opponent towered over most men. Not over Kane. Not really. The man swung. Wild. Desperate. Kane moved like it was nothing. A shift. A step. Like he had already calculated everything before it happened. Mona's pulse quickened as she watched. This wasn't like anything she had seen before. This wasn't sport. This was control. The man lunged again. Kane slipped past it. And then— Impact. A right hook. Clean.

Enough of the long story,my name is Natasha Gabriel, I'm 18 and very pretty with a body to die for. Back to the situation on ground,I dragged the only belonging I have managed to get although my 18 years on earth. I dragged them through the lone road leading to my work place,a restaurant where I worked as a waitress. I just hope Miss Lauretta let me pass the night.Today is gonna be a long night.... . .

she started off before scoffing at the thought. "Don't tell me…" The man suddenly remembered what she was talking about. He remembered the woman being too insulted, and challenged their boss in a match. He was arrogant and accepted her proposal to prove his point. But she won, destroying his ego. "You're the masked assassin he faced!" he screamed after remembering her distinctively wearing a mask to avoid revealing her identity during the match. Keisha laughed loudly and nodded her head. She pressed the knife against his neck and sliced it, but only enough to make it bleed. He moved his head back in shock and she smiled. "Tell me who ordered to eliminate my mother– or at least the mother you

He was watching the burnt road and bodies very cautiously and with wide eyes. This is what manik is cruel, fiery, full of attitude and don't take a second to kill someone. Ranveer was his friend but he was not dangerous as him, manik was cruel as no one and when he is ruling there is no mercy. Even his team m14 is just like him, they are well trained and and can destroy a specific area in minutes. They work like robots. They nod together, they walk together and they and they shoot together and they are highly sex starve. Manik doesn't make their payment in cash rather manik just gave them the girl they want to spend the night with. After completing their every mission successfully manik alwa

Together, we formed an unbreakable bond, a united front against those who sought to tear us apart. As I launched into a powerful strike, a masked assailant darted forward, narrowly avoiding my blow. His movements were swift, indicating a level of skill that demanded my utmost attention. We engaged in a brutal dance of parries and strikes, each move executed with deadly precision. The scent of sweat and blood hung heavy in the air, mingling with the sound of heavy breathing.

His palm feels numb that he can’t feel it anymore. “What just happened?” Andos asked. Those needles are forming a black giant figure. Alfi and that giant show eerie smiles to him. “Jarum Mysterio! (Mysterio Pin)” Those black needles fly piercing his face. Alfi quickly draws Tipit and slashes Andos” body. Andos tumbles with his hand and head still being pierced by those black needles. He sees Alfi glaring at him with an empty gaze of his. No happiness nor anger on it. It’s just... Empty. Andos tries to pull it out, yet it doesn’t come off.