Monkey Go Sharingan Novels & Stories

Fukada exclaimed, scrambling to dress. "Why bother with him?" mumbled Miko sleepily. "I'm going to kill him, that's why," Fukada grunted angrily. Though Miko was still weak from exhaustion, she managed to rise, her face twisted with anger. "Then let's kill that bastard!" she snapped, starting to dress along with Fukada. Meanwhile, other ninjas had already rushed outside. Seeing Kiran and Yvonne together, Aoki blinked her beautiful single eyelids curiously, a sparkle of intrigue in her eyes.

I have to save …. “The Alpha has done it again.” I felt a tingle as something touched my thigh. I motioned towards my thigh, wondering what it could be to be able to have such soft skin like a human hand. “Ahhhhh!” I screamed as I spotted Jimmy’s head next to me. “Any member of the Moon Hound Pack is an enemy even if he/she is as weak as a scout. The assassin who learned the art of Tai might still be among us for all I know, thanks to General Kyle.” Ryu’s voice deepened.

He looked like he was in agony. But I was staring at the fresh scar on the webbing of his right hand, my entire body turning ice cold. That scar was identical to the one on the hand holding the woman's waist in the profile picture of the anonymous poster I had just seen. If I remembered correctly, that scar appeared three months ago. I was two months pregnant then, and we were walking in the deep forest. A feral Rogue suddenly rushed out. Kael didn't think twice before shielding me, fighting the beast with his bare hands.