Naruto Duck Novels & Stories

“Do you want a head rub?” It was tempting, but Shoru was fine with her master giving her head rubs. So she politely decline by looking around. Yuta was mildly dejected, but he recovered very quickly. “Sorry. I think she still need time to adjust to new people.” Jai apologized. “It’s fine. Sakura and Rita were like that once too.” Yuta said. If Jai remembered correctly, those are the names for the pets. Sakura is that dragonfly while Rita is the baby bird beast that is friends with Ruta.

She wrapped her arms around my waist and held on to me like she did not want to let me go. “Give me a name.” Aunt Nancy told me. “Nathan.” I whispered and Triniti looked up at me with confusion in her eyes. “Description?” “Green eyes, almond skin color, slash on the left side of cheek.” “Duko....” “You know him.” “Yeah, he’s part of the Duko pack. They are very smart and can detect shit. Has he said anything to you?” “I haven’t spoken to him, but I have a good feeling I would one day.”

He's beaming. "Mommy! Daddy! The ducks are so cute! They have babies! Little baby ducks! They're so fluffy! They're so yellow! Can we get a duck? A baby duck? Please? Please, please, please? I'll take care of it! I'll feed it! I'll walk it! I'll love it forever!" "A duck?" "A pet duck! I want a pet duck! I'll name him Ducky! Or Quackers! Or Sir Feathers!"

Unbidden, he slips into a memory… Callum is seven, it is summertime, and he is at Nana’s while Mam and Tad are away on holiday. Callum is seven, it is summertime, and he is holding one of the ducklings that come from the pond on Nana’s farm. She is small, and she is soft, and she is sick, and Nana says it is dying. Callum doesn’t know why Nana calls her an it, but he knows it upsets him.

I gulp, and shut my mouth as there is nothing I can do to stop him right now. "Five little ducks. Went out one day. Over the hill and far away. Mother Duck said. “Quack, quack, quack, quack.” Dale screams, and I watch Dario throw his toe at him. "But only four little ducks came back." He moves, taping Dale's mouth closed. "Four little ducks. Went out one day. Over the hill and far away. Mother Duck said. “Quack, quack, quack, quack.” Dale thrashes, his scream muffled by the tape.

Curious. “Name?” “Mira.” He eyed me like I was a suspicious stain on his favorite rug. “Taste it.” I blinked. “Excuse me?” “The duck. Then the rice. Then the carrots.” “I didn’t cook it.” “I didn’t ask if you cooked it.” “So you’re assuming I’m suicidal enough to poison myself for you?” “Yes.” I snorted, grabbed the fork, and took an exaggeratedly large bite of duck. Chewed loudly. Swallowed. Made eye contact the entire time. Did the same with the rice. Then the carrots.

"Mommy!" Nora called out after just having a bath with Jane. The little girl was wrapped in a towel a bit too big for her. Nora smiled, her face glowing with happiness. "Mommy, Yaya's bathroom has lots of swimming ducks! They're so cute! There are so many! Yaya said, Uncle Bill got them for Nola. We can take them home!" "Really? Bathing and playing with swimming ducks must be so much fun! Say thank you to Uncle and Auntie?"

Naruto screamed furiously as a single red ball of light entered Naruto's body, followed by a pillar of fiery red energy shooting straight at the Green Sky Python! The Green Sky Python didn't dare to be too big for its britches, and a wall of earth rose up, thirty consecutive walls of earth only barely blocking Naruto's attack. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. "Hey, little girl over there (referring to Lucretia of course) let's call a truce and subdue this crazy kid first!" The Green Sky Python said with a pleading tone. Lucretia nodded to the green python after receiving Sasuke's affirmation

A huge abomination. The Shunka Warakin ducked when DJ's head snapped towards it. The little pup could feel eyes on him. But what Shunka didn't know was that Grandma Diane saw it. She held her crucifix around her neck and gave it a little squeeze. She knew a demon when she saw one. She then lay the plate with the burger in front of DJ.

Not like I lost her. “Duck!” Uncle Leo roars. I drop into a crouch just as an arrow hisses past my ear, close enough to ruffle my hair. I don’t look back; I can’t. I just run.