Ninja Comic Book Novels & Stories

He winked. I chuckled, shoving him slightly. “Oh my god, you are such a geek.” I rolled my eyes. “Have you met my friends? I mean, you have, but you don’t really know them. Forrest has a massive manga collection. Ben collects Spider-Man comics. Justin has a decent Batman collection. And Zach, his X-Men collection is massive.” He chuckled through his friends under the geek bus. “Oh, and what’s your secret geekdom? The Hulk?” I questioned. I’m not super surprised Forrest has a manga collection. It totally explains his instant connection with Riko. She’s his hentai dreams come true sans tentacles.

I should have trusted my first instincts. “So why the whole fucking charade?” I ask. “What’s going on here?” “Well, it all has to do with that serial killer from September. He’s not a random psychopath. He’s Ninja.” Fuck. My fears confirmed. Ninja was the code name of Nick Jin, a former PSK who went rogue and was therefore turned over by THEM to the Feds. He was known as Ninja because, prior to joining THEM, he used the disguise of a ninja and used various samurai weapons to murder his victims. If Nick Jin really has gotten free and is on the loose, that is bad news for THEM.

“We—we were loyal before… everything just became complicated—” Detroit tilted his head. “Loyalty doesn’t become complicated,” he replied. The woman choked on blood as she got pierced from behind. The room was heavy with the smell of blood and gore. A young man –nineteen maybe– tried to run past the table. He didn’t make it two steps. A ninja caught him by the collar, hauled him backward, and slit his throat so fast the boy didn’t realize he was dead until his knees gave out. Screams rose again.

Poor Vince. "But they are girls," he explained. Blink. Another pause. "Oh, you were serious about that?" Rachel snorted. "Vincent, welcome to 'No Man's Land'," I sighed. "If she," he looked to the quiet Miyako, "is a ninja...then it wasn't amazons, it really is Amazons with a capital 'A'. Damn it. Are you going to try to relieve me of my firearm?" "Nope. Javiera has vouched for you," I informed him.

At Nate's words, the three princes looked at me as I waved the weapon I held in my hands. "Guys look! I found a shuriken." I said in excitement. I gasped. "Does that mean ninjas are real!? Can I learn a shadow clone jutsu!? Imagine hundreds of me running around. Oh! That is just marvelous. Maybe I should practice my N*r*t* run." "Ah ha..." Ren said nervously. Sweat was forming on the young werewolf's forehead. "I don't know what kind of weapon is a jutsu or a N*r*t*but don't throw that thing away if you don't know how to use it."

“Yes. Do you have a problem with that?” “Okay, boys. Cut it out.” Amelia came in between us, giving the markers to Lucius. “I need to find my best friend or we all gonna be hunted by Victor, the director, and the Raitos, and trust me, you don’t wanna cross paths with dozens of Samurai and Ninjas.” “And here I thought I’ve already seen many weird things in my life,” Nora said. “So Ninjas do exist.” “Yes. Ren is literally a Samurai. He’s a warrior, and his family a descendant to a noble class of ancient Japan Society.”

he whispered, the name carrying a depth of pain that shook Shama to her core. Shama’s eyes widened as the pieces fell into place. *Naina... Rehan...* The faces, the names—everything matched the characters from *Mystical World of Mythical Creatures*, the comic she had been reading. But how? How was this happening? A cold shiver ran down her spine. *Am I inside the comic? Is that even possible?* The thought was absurd, but the truth stared back at her with the red-eyed prince cradling Naina, just as described in the story.

In the yard of Jay Cohen’s residence, there were Jin, Anna, Devora, Catrina, Bianca, Elroi, and Jay Cohen. "One week?" Jay Cohen whispered. "They seem to be underestimating us." Jin said, "They informed us so we could get ready." Jin added. "Is one week too short?" Bianca asked. "No, in fact, it's too much, my only worry is, I'm not sure if one week is enough for me to study the ninja scroll that Jang khang gave me." Jin replied. "You can do it master Jin! I'm sure of it!" Devora cheered. Jay Cohen grabbed Jin's shoulder, "You can do that, my friend." And Anna also grabbed Jin's other shoulder and looked at Jay, "You said it!" then showed a sweet smile to Jin. "Hehe, thanks guys ..." A few m

he told the Ninja. "I know the risk Master," the Ninja said. "But she can not escape, she is too weak to do that." "And she is no ordinary person, she is Phoenix she may look weak and miserable in your eyes but believe me, she is smarter than you just give her a knife and you will see what she is capable of doing with her hands. Be careful," he said. "And make no mistake." he added in a low voice. The Ninja nodded his head and was gone in a blink of an eye. "Get up," he said to the remaining Ninja who quickly stood up to his feet.

Andrea rolled under the vanity, her only intelligent thought being, Get away. When she looked up again, Zain had a handful of the ninja's robes and kicked repeatedly, kneeing the ninja attacker in the stomach, landing a foot against the guy's thigh. It was like watching UFC, except it wasn't an even match at all. The ninja tried to swipe at Zain and he just...floated...out of the guy's reach. The ninja grappled with Zain, wrenching at his arms. Zain lost his hold and the ninja backpedaled toward the door, whirled, and sprinted away.