Ninja Females Novelas e Histórias

She was probably thinking about how I'd humiliate myself tomorrow. I watched Katherine coldly as she turned to leave, humming an odd werewolf song. The tune grated on my nerves, and I had to resist the urge to cover my ears. A group of pack girls happened to pass by, all greeting Katherine with enthusiastic waves and smiles. One of them, a redhead named Lily, called out, "Katherine, we heard you discarded your sensitivity enhancement stone. Are you still participating in tomorrow's selection?" Katherine glanced at me with a sly smile, then resumed her innocent act. The transformation was so smooth, it was almost impressive.

I couldn’t seem to peal my eyes away from my mate as I watched him run through a few warmup exercises as the rest of his warriors filtered onto the field. The shrill sound of a whistle breaking through the silent morning air finally allowed me to tear my eyes away from him. I scanned the group as they lined up for their group warmup, my eyes catching sight of a lone she-wolf among the men. ‘Interesting’. Raina purred at the sight of her. She looked like an amazon, her long brown hair pulled back into a high pony, her tank top and shorts revealing coiled muscles along the length of her entire body. I hoped she would perform well, I wanted her for my crash course into assassin techniques. Wome

Mylan jumped and flipped in the air landing on Nix's back. “I told yall Lynn and her grandma are ninja assassins, I ain't lying. Yall seeing the same shit I'm seeing. Ain't no way they be walking on air like them old ninja movies and not be assassins.” Ji'lahni said, as she fired her shot gun shooting an alien between the eyes. Lynn just rolled her eyes at Ji'lahni, she already told her they weren't ninjas or assassins. “Tavie why are you guys back her? You were supposed to be heading to Asia to help my brothers.” Lynn said, looking at Tavie.

The princess singlehandedly beat everyone that faces her one after the other as she pushed through to Luna, another in red lashing outfits and a symbolic scarf covering from the nose down to the shoulders raged with a katana sword at Wren swiftly, a side step movement to the Princess’s left along a lower slash which Wren dodged by rotating over then followed a consecutive upper and lower stabs which the princess also effortlessly dodged it all. Wren gave a quick breathe. Staring into her opponent’s rusty eyes in a stance. The ninja looking being was fast but not as fast as her Father’s quick jabs. Suddenly, two hands wearing a rivet unknowingly grabbed her ankles from the ground then many mo

But even in her sorry state, they could not help but look at her with awe. Nina walked back to the pack with a confident stance. She had a murderous aura around her as she dragged the female Lycan behind her. She moved the Lycan as if she was dragging a rag doll. In the eyes of the trainees, Nina looked strong and cool from her victory. “Hey! One of you should come and help me carry this thing to the dungeons! It is still operating right?” Nina said as she walked towards the group. Her words brought the trainees out of their daze and they quickly reacted. One of them quickly mind linked their Alpha about the situation. Another went forward to help Nina with the female Lycan, while the last o

I heard a loud thud as the person landed on the floor. “Goddammit Devon! What the actual fuck?” Netaeylae hissed. I glanced down to see Netaeylae pushing herself up off the floor. I would have laughed at her, but I knew better. She could and would kick my ass. I might be the alpha but even I know better than to fuck with my cousin. She is the head female warrior for a reason. She might be short and petite but do not let that fool you. I have seen this girl take down grown men three times her size.

Most of them looked around my age, young, frightened, and uncertain, eyes wide as they took in the unfamiliar walls around them. Athena’s eyes widened as she took in each and every one of them, her gaze sharp, assessing them all and curious. Maya crouched beside one of the wolves, her movements careful, almost gentle. There was something familiar in the way she leaned closer, as if she recognized her, or at least sensed something deeper. I watched quietly. All of them were female. About twenty five in total. All as bare as the day they were born. All vulnerable. Some crossed their arms over their chests instinctively, others crouched low or pressed themselves against the wall, confusion writ

Qin Haodong glared at her and said coldly, "If I say you're foolish, then you are foolish. If you offend me again at a time like this, do you believe me when I say I will spank you?" "You..." Although Yagyuu Yukime was extremely angry, she glanced at Nalan Wushuang and Qi Waner next to her. If she was spanked again in front of these two women, she really would be unable to keep on living. So, she could only suppress her anger and swallow the words back into her stomach. "That's better. Just be good!" Qin Haodong said to Qi Waner and Nalan Wushuang, "Let me introduce her to you. This is the eldest lady of the Japanese Yagyuu family, a heaven level ninja, Miss Yagyuu Yukime."

The enemies are quick and she wasn't able to escape at once. "Watch out Lady Amara! They are after you!" The twins shouted. Unbelievably, Princess Melissa is siding her now. "They're quick," Akira said not minding the pain. Soon, her wounds healed. The ninjas surrounded them. They look like a usual ninja. Black clothes, a full-face mask, and a sharp shining sword. Their one knee is on the ground pointing forward, the other leg is extended sideways, one hand is placed on the ground in front, and their one hand is holding the handle of their swords that is still intact at their backs. Their eyes are fixed to the three people in the middle.

I offered. “I prefer watching. It's fascinating to see the females training. It’s new. Otherwise, females have always been for the males to protect, which is pathetic. I even had to earn my right to fight and train. I’m glad to see the change here and even more glad to see Eli’s sister there,” Sure enough, Naya was training, standing at the front. Her face was a sheer mask of determination and rage. “She needs an outlet for her grief...” I answered.