Naruto Shinobi War Game Novels & Stories

A wolf snarling above me. This is it. I'm about to die, and at the cause of my father and his strive for power. I close my eyes willing death to come from a battle that should never have happened, when the wolf is thrown off me and my dad gives me his hand. I take it and he pulls me to my feet. That's when I see it. A gash taken out of his side. At the rate of this war, he won't survive. There's to much chaos and no one to help.

she said after the Legion and I cuddled I looked at the Legion, Umbra, Protgation, Concilio & Creatura, Jack (F/GO), POTF (David, Kyle & Jordan), Phageomora & the Disabled Six (Quiet Lily, Astral Mist, Ivory Wings, Lunar Scar, Swift Mustang & Shadow Star) then looked at the enemies ahead of us. “Ready guys?” I said to them “my friends and I are ready Arnee” said David, “me and the Disabled Six will aid you” said Phageomora, “The Legion will back you up” said Orbision then Sakura with Boruto and Saruda came back from a separate mission “Sakura, Boruto & Saruda you came back from your separate mission” I said “yep we are back” said Boruto “Saruda looks at Sasuke “come on dad let’s help Arnold”

Some of the tables had boys and girls involved in carnal acts in their drunkenness, although, not all of them involved were too drunk to control themselves. One of the tables was inhabited by a group of people who were not there for the drinks. They were engaged in a game of war, a board game where each player anticipates the other's moves in order to win. Sethlzaar always found it ironic that for a realm that hated the touched so much they liked playing a game with a touched as one of its pieces. An important piece to say the least. It took the briefest of moments and then Tamael spoke. In his words there was a mild alarm tinged with curiosity. "Where is Soartin?"

Nero is a wonderful colour of hazelnut brown almost golden as it shimmers in the sun. It doesn’t take Nero long to overtake Jordan and the fight was less than 3 minutes long as he managed to trick him and push him over. He didn’t need a lot of strength to do this just a clever move during an attack led by Jordan used to his own advantage. Pronounced as winner of the Game, Nero walks back to the tent followed by Samuel and Gordon. “Don’t you want to watch all the other contests?” Samuel rubs confused his head.

If I wed a high society type, some asshole, I’ll be expected to pop out kids immediately and I could kiss my career good-bye. I continued to stare at my father, then dart my eyes to Leonard who looks smug as hell. “It’s already rigged isn’t it, there’s a certain one you both want me to pick,” I snap, crossing my arms. “No sweetheart, I swear. It will be a fair competition,” my dad replies. I snort at that. “We have made arrangements for Shadow Warriors to oversee security, ensure it is a fair competition and fight. One is a demon and telepath and two are shifters which will supply some muscle,” Leonard says, still with the grin of a liar.

I feel pity for the big guy. Right now, Roman and I are in a stand-off against his cousins Menandro and Lara in a game called Sapo. It meant Choke the Frog, but without an actual frog. A figurine frog sat on top of an erected log in the middle of the garden. Each team has ten gold coins and all we have to do is aim for the frog’s mouth, choke the figurine. It was easier said than done. Each team hasn’t been able to choke the freaking open-mouthed frog yet. We only have four coins left for each team. Menandro missed another shoot. Lara’s aim was no good as well.

Maybe. I sighed. "Thanks for trying." He grinned as he touched my elbow, using it to guide me from the room. Lillith shot me a pleading look, but stayed where she was. She didn't want to leave Dave's side. "Where are you taking me?" I asked, picking up my pace to match his. "The game!" “What game?” “You'll see, come on,” he said, hurrying me along the hall. "That interesting huh?" "Nah, not usually, but it's the first match Aaron’s been in since he got back and I wanna see him play. Big Jim's got way better since last time and he wants payback."

I gulped nervously because of what's happening right now but before I could respond Tobi came back inside. “There’s nothing outside, Dad. It’s just some delusional human being trying to create chairs.” He said. Tobi’s Dad nodded before going back inside his study room. I fell down on the floor immediately after hearing the door close at Tobi’s Dad study room. “Are you okay?” Tobi asked and I nodded at him. I closed my eyes for a bit before trying to stand up. He immediately went near me when I was about to lose balance yet again.

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

Instead, they sent Nero to the war front, a meat grinder where they expected him to perish. But Nero defied their expectations. He became a legend—the King of War. His island-honed skills—martial prowess, medicinal healing, strategic genius—made him unstoppable. He moved through battlefields like a phantom, felling enemies with lethal precision. His knowledge of herbs and remedies, learned from Draco’s ancient wisdom, saved countless allies, stitching life back into broken bodies. His strategies turned New Delta City’s defenses into an impregnable stronghold, its walls whispering his name. His rage, once a raw wildfire, was now a honed blade, sharp and unyielding, its edge set on one goal: v