Night Ninja Novels & Stories

The air was thick with the scent of stale smoke and damp earth, a place buried deep beneath the city where no one could find them. Knight stood across from him, his eyes sharp and unblinking, like a predator that thrived in the night. They called him the nocturnal, the eye and wings of the covenant. He saw clear in the dark, adapted to it like it was his own skin, and he specialized in sniping at night — silent kills from rooftops, bullets that whispered death before anyone heard the echo.

I declared. Kent’s attention was back on me. He lifted his hands. I saw one of his nails transform into a long, curved, sharp shape. He touched my cheeks with this nail. His touch left traces of heat as he trailed down to my neck. I swallowed because I realized I had forgotten to breathe and he moved along with the movements of my throat.

MIDNIGHT ***** The night air was thick with tension as Vinnie and his crew prepared for their ambush. The deserted warehouse on the outskirts of town loomed before them, a dilapidated structure that had seen better days, now a silent witness to the dangerous game about to unfold. Vinnie, a hardened criminal with a reputation for ruthlessness, was determined to eliminate the one person who had been inching too close to their operation: Detective Ling. His sharp gaze swept over the area, noting each shadow and the way the moonlight danced across the cracked pavement. His men fans out, weapons drawn, their faces set in grim anticipation. They were all armed to the teeth, adrenaline coursing thr

"Oh won't you move a bit so she doesn't think you are as useless as you pretend your nature is. Oh, I do wish that he would be somewhat of interest right now to display that he is my perfect experiment. Ms. Spitz, this is my prized bull, I gave him the nickname: mirage because that's what he is. He doesn't look thirty six does he? He was a disabled veteran when he was surrendered to us. He was special services. A fantastic five foot eleven inches and solid three hundred pounds. I love he looks like there is nothing going on in his space. But, do not be decieved, it is anything but." I had been standing in Dr. Dawson's shadow and I could tell that the specimen was somethin that made m

She pointed her finger at me and I forced myself to control my laughter. Soon, we settled for this movie called "Nerve" which was release since 2016. Kelly said Bryan watched the movie already and he told her he enjoyed it. We paid so much attention to the movie until the end. I opened my mouth to talk about "Vee" the main character when the door of our room suddenly went wide open. I and Kelly jumped on the bed close by, as we hugged each other so tight. "Wait! We didn't watch any horror movie today. Why is the door opening by itself? Kelly asked in dilated eyes. Just then, Bryan walk into the room.

Nothing took the fight out of immortals like a silver-based injury. Finally, he turned his phone off—grateful for an excuse to power down the bright screen—and headed for their target. He hated cellphones. It was far too easy to track them. And he always worried about having his on him when hunting. It would be just his luck for the annoying device to start beeping and give away his position at the wrong moment. While dying wouldn't bother him, he didn't want it to be because of something like that. He wanted a real death; a warrior's end. Dying in battle was an honorable and proud thing. Dying from sheer stupidity was just embarrassing.

With a soft nod, she grabbed Katie's hand, just about returning the relieved smile on Katie's face as they headed for the treeline that other girls had disappeared into. Lucas snarled as he knocked the gun out of the hands of one of Nathaniel's men. It didn't surprise him that the coward would arm his men with guns but they were useless against the raid. With a swift kick to the chest, he sent the startled male flying into the unforgivingly hard trunk of a frozen pine tree. A grunt mingled with the wet smack of the man's skull cracking against the bark before he fell lifelessly onto the snowy ground.

Rachel excitedly introduced me to the rest of the pack who had been away on a business trip and only just arrived back from what I had gathered. "Hello Luna, my name is Natasha." One of the girls exclaimed. She seemed nice as she went round the room telling me who everyone was. " And you?" I called out to the girl who was throwing daggers my way. She scowled and stared at the floor. I found this very disrespectful behaviour towards someone who was meant to be their future Luna and found myself snapping at the girl. "Is this how you treat your future Luna. Perhaps the alpha will have something to say about this." The room fell silent as the girl glared at me.

My internal discussion goes aimlessly, screaming for help and frantic in light of the fact that this is substantially more alarming than anything else we've seen before. We actually beat Pedro, Abbadon, the alpha group, the darach, and the nogitsune, but we were exceptionally close to losing someone the whole time. At one event we really lost Justoedith.

, Another member of Nighthawk, the strategist analyzed. The Nighthawk team were the strongest in the Blood Gang and their missions have always been completed perfectly. They comprised of the captain, strategist, hacker, and assassin, making them the most feared four in the underworld. As long as they were sent out, their targets have always died without a trace. "Can you handle them?", Ryan raised his eyebrows and asked perfunctorily even though he was already aware of the answer. "Perfectly, Boss!", The Captain, One answered confidently.