Ninja Apocalypse Novels & Stories

If anyone tried to take his food, he would fight till the end! So, they came to a unanimous decision. No. Those guys wanted supplies? Keep dreaming! If they were right, the group would come up tomorrow. Everyone understood that this wouldn't be the last time. Even if it wasn't people from the building, others would come eventually. No one wanted to live like this, always on edge. But this was the apocalypse. You either fought or got eaten. They split up to prepare. Tomorrow was going to be ugly. Back home, Nicole pulled out protective gear from her storage space. Anti-stab, anti-cut clothing.

The walls didn’t care. My mate didn't care. The Moon Goddess didn’t care. And maybe… maybe Selene didn’t either. I don’t even know how long I have been rotting in this gods-forsaken dungeon. Time was not real down here. Just cold, darkness. Just that cursed drip-drip of water leaking from somewhere in the stone ceiling was mocking me, counting the seconds I would have been forgotten. An Alpha was meant to be a protector, he was supposed to look after his pack members with his very last breath, and a mate is meant to do that to this mate

Rachel turned the screw. "Miyako, did you give Pamela that box of matches?" Caprica glared at the ninja. "Matches? Matches are 'Old School'. Ninja's use encapsulated chemical reagents to generate flames," Miyako enlightened us all. "They even work underwater." Caprica looked down and coughed. When she looked back up, she was shaking her head and grinning. "I concede," she sighed. "Students," she called out.

Alpha Burst, a force of nature amid battle, led with a strategic prowess that belied his calm exterior. Luna, her movements a dance of lethal precision, fought alongside her soldiers. Her every strike was a declaration that Nampa would not be deterred by the sinister group's minions. Rylan, once ensnared by the sinister group's influence, unleashed a newfound strength, fighting with a determination to redeem himself in the eyes of the pack.

The hive creatures moved like a single organism—twitching, jerking puppets on invisible strings. Their sewn-shut mouths strained against the neural wire as they lunged, black-gold fluid spraying from their eye sockets in thick ropes. Jeff’s bullets tore through the first three. They didn’t stop coming. Lina backflipped over a gurney, her plasma whip carving one in half at the waist. "Okay, new rule! No more Alien shit in my apocalypse!"

My grip loosened from Akira and I fell to the ground, and fell unconscious. TBC.... Holy Shit !! Guys who can guess what Niran is up to?? I love y'all 😍

CHAPTER 31: Who done it? The air in Nero’s office crackled like a storm waiting to break. There was a tension that could be touched lingering in the air. Nico stood rigid, arms folded tightly across his chest, his jaw ticking with frustration. He had seen plenty of madness in his time, but this—this was another level. An assasin slipping into Nero’s bedroom undetected, nearly killing his new bride right under their noses. This was the kind of recklessness that made blood boil.

“Sure. Mr. Mysterious is a vampire. Vampires aren’t real... Are they? No. That’s silly. He was in broad daylight all day today. But damn, he’s weird.” Ava spent hours looking for information on the man. She found no trace of whom the Constantine family was behind the scenes, only known to be the most influential tech company in the world. Researching the name of the company, Ava gasped. Apollyon: The angel of the bottomless pit in the Book of Revelation. “Holy shit! Maybe he is a vampire.” Sitting back in her chair, she thought about the possibility. Too many scary references over the past hours had given flight to her overactive imagination, as usual. Her years of curiosity in urban legends

With these, my parents could also awaken their abilities, and we would truly have the power to protect ourselves in the apocalypse. "Damn it... I took care of those two bastards, but I forgot about you." The bald leader was about to rush up and smash the door when a deafening roar suddenly echoed from the alley entrance. The fresh smell of blood had attracted an even larger group of zombies. Countless zombies surged forward like a tide, their glowing red eyes particularly eerie in the darkness. "Boss! Zombies are here! Run!" Terrified, the remaining henchmen dragged the still-frenzied bald leader away.

"No. I saw him for who he was when he led the thugs to break down our door. If we'd let him in, the three of us would probably be dead by now." Mom wiped her eyes and took my hand. "You did the right thing, Flint. This world has changed, and we just need to survive." I felt a massive weight lift off my chest seeing Mom and Dad finally harden their hearts. In an apocalypse, kindness was the quickest way to get a death warrant. Again, the system chimed. "'Human Fishing' mission successfully completed! Calculating rewards… "Congratulations! Rewards include a small-scale nuclear fusion generator, a high-pressure water cannon, an indoor soilless hydroponic lab, and three top-tier cold-resistant c