Night Ninja Mga Nobela at Kwento

!” Ji’lahni said and hugged me again. “Hey, I'm all for this fucking family reunion and hugging shit but we can do that after we kill this bitch. She is fucking fast as hell where the fuck is Lynn.” Mina said dodge as best she could. “You go get my babies while we distract this wacko.” Ji’lahni said, my eyes snapped in the babies direction and nodded. I saw rogues coming out of the trees. “Shit, shit, shit!” I said as I used the babies blanket to wrap and tied them securely so I could carry them like a purse. Just then I heard a loud grunt and then a thud I turned around and saw the crazy bitch has land a kick and punch to both Ji’lahni and Mina, they hit the ground super hard. “

Nia's POV The first day of the summit dragged longer than any day I’d lived through. Endless small talk, wine I couldn’t taste, handshakes I didn’t care about. I kept my distance, playing the part of the dutiful assistant, eyes down, mouth shut. But apparently, not everyone saw me that way. “Nia, isn’t it?” I turned to see one of the senior executives from RidgeTech, Peter something, if I remembered correctly approaching me after the dinner.

One of a kind. "Apparently Luna has the capability to nullify the effect of any poison. That means he can’t be killed by poisoning. His body has an automatic defence system that will block the poison to enter the system. But it seems like the poison was fatal enough that it put Luna unconscious for two days. He is fine now. All poison has been passed out of his system. Take it as his own power. But. I request to keep it a secret. We can’t let anyone know.

The rear ramp lowered with a hiss of pressurized air, spilling a cloud of white fog onto the mud. A squad of soldiers poured out, but they weren't like Kazi’s ragtag mercenaries. These men were silent, moving with the synchronized fluidity of a single organism. They wore "Black Knight" tactical gear—full-body polymer plating that was resistant to both kinetic impact and energy surges. They didn't carry traditional rifles; they held high-frequency shock-staves and magnetic net-guns designed for subduing targets without killing them. Behind them, walking with the calm stride of a woman who had never known a day of physical fear, was General Fatima Nyosi.

Faces blurred together on the dance floor with no one looking too closely. I liked it like this, no one recognizing me in different clothes and a different posture. This was another version of me. The wig I had on itched badly as the colored contacts caused my eyes to water. But my disguise was necessary. I could not risk anyone recognizing me, Vittorio Leone's disappointment of a son, in a place such as this. I didn't want to be the useless son here, just another stranger looking for a drink. Maybe a hard fuck too. I made my way to the counter where my order for a drink was answered quickly.

And in his pocket, a note burned like a prayer. Target: Zane Knightly Objective: Neutralize. No witnesses.

Just then, a hidden weapon violently pierced through air of the silent night, flying toward Alex’s chest. Unguarded, Alex, whose mind was solely focused on Hailey, was instantly pierced by the hidden weapon: it was a ninja star. However, the ninja star only penetrated his skin for less than half an inch. The Chi stimulated within his body blocked the attack from going any further. This sudden attack had sobered Alex a little. He turned around immediately and scanned his surroundings with his blood-red eyes. He actually could see everything as clear as day, despite the darkness. It was ninjas!

AVA I woke up with a strange feeling. It felt like someone was watching me. When I opened my eyes, I realized my instincts were right. A nightcrawler! His eyes are red and he’s watching me closely. I gasped and jumped up from the bed. I wanted to take my chances and run for it but the nightcrawler appeared before me in a matter of seconds, blocking me from my only exit.

The two then turned and exploded in an array of scarlet and pink lightning, leaving behind the teenagers. How did they know the Pink Projectile? Jasmine was about to approach them and her jaw immediately dropped when an even more peculiar thing happened. She watched Natasha turn her head this way and that, as if making sure nobody saw them right before turning around and bursting off in green-blue lightning, just as what the other two people before her had done. No way! Natasha Johnson is the-the. . .Natasha is the . . .Viper!

Then took out his boning knife, spinning it in between his fingers, he palmed it, readying himself. "You come against us with a boning knife, what are we? Chickens?" The leader chuckled, mocking him. "We'll see who will laugh last," he calmly said. The smug smile was wiped away from the leader's face as he raised his sword to attack, the three other jaguar ninjas followed suit, closing in on them. "Now!" He screamed at Bernice who started sprinting away toward the exit. One of the ninjas tried to run after her, Rojan was behind him in a flash as he held him by his cloth and flung him back against a pillar. The force of the impact made the walls around them vibrate.