Ninja Females 소설 & 이야기

Pain filled her body, and her vision went blurry. Nina looked around the arena. She was the only one still standing. A wide, eerie smile spread across her face. “I win. I win. I win,” she chuckled with excitement. The gong sounded. Nina was declared the winner of the brawl. The crowd clapped, but many faces showed clear dissatisfaction. Female warriors quickly entered the ring. They helped the injured ladies up and carried them to the infirmary. Stephanie lifted Myra gently onto her back. “Come on, champ,” Stephanie said softly.

Nina charges back towards us, her eyes bleeding out to that of her wolf’s. “Excuse me?” “We will let our wolves settle this, see whose wolf is more Luna.” “I’m not going to fight your wolf, Nina.” “Why not?” I can’t believe I am hearing this; Nina wants to fight me wolf to wolf. “Are you insane?” I’m astounded by her proposal my eyes moving to Estrid who doesn’t seem fazed at all. “Why, males have been known to fight for the female…why can’t we fight for the male.” Nina

The kind of scared you get when something you buried shows up wearing a leather jacket and smelling like cigarettes. Then I saw him. Fuck. Tall. Inked hands. A smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He looked straight at me like he already knew I’d taste good. My stomach clenched, but my pussy clenched harder. Who in the fucking sex scene was this hottie? “Liv, this is Zane,” Sabrina said, like she read my thoughts. She didn’t look at me. She was wearing shorts she hadn’t worn in a year — too tight, too high — and a top that looked like it belonged to me.

I smiled; it had been ages since I had seen her in her gear: Her bronze chest plate, dazzling with bright blue jewels, polished by Lunaria’s waters and blessed by the Goddess herself. Her spear was in her hand. Ornate and delicate but deadly in the hands of an expert like herself, its tip reflecting the early morning sun. Regal Artemisia. “Separate yourselves!" Her voice was loud and rumbling, commanding respect as the sisters separated themselves according to their abilities. Niylah stood in front of the water wolves, her small beautiful frame and bright blue eyes reflecting the sun's light as she stood at attention in her gear. She was a fine piece. Artemisia had outdone herself. If only…

The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat. In the opposite corner stood Maria "The Beast" Rodriguez, a fierce competitor from Brazil. Maria is a black belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu, and is known for her incredible ground game. She is also a skilled striker, and can deliver devastating blows with both her fists and feet. Maria is famous for her never-say-die attitude, and is always looking for an opportunity to finish her opponents.

Nanami Vincent spoke up. "They told me they wanted to ask me for one thing, give them time to show up." Nina said innocently. Nanami Vincent hugs Nina tightly, she knows super strong vampire warriors, they are fetuses but can control the minds of others. "Mom, give them time." Nina spoke up. "Okay, because you spoke up."

I'd train her later, once we got to a place where we would stay for a long while. In Japhet's nomad pack, there were only three female warriors. Phlyn, a fair beautiful blonde was good with her archery skills. Tricia, who wasn't as fair as Phlyn, was good with her sword and has well-defined biceps. Jacqueline, a tall dark-skinned beauty, was an all-rounder, but specially known for her incredible combat talent. She was in love with Japhet, and it made her jealous of other ladies sometimes when she saw him talking to them.

She wore a white and gold trench coat with a gray cotton shirt and white pants and open toed sandals. A smell similar to a combination of cedar and lavender wafted in Kronos’s nose. This woman must be of the Ryoharu Kitsune Tribe. The Kitsune were known assassins, sneaky, intelligent, and masters at deception. Kronos looked at the other female who looked to be a few winters older than Kronos. She had a narrow face with a cleft chin. She had long silver hair that was braided. She was tall, standing at least six foot nine, and burly for a woman. She wore a scowl that Kronos suspected was usual for her.

Boy are they in for a shock. Amelia is taking on a nagata and doesn’t appear to need any help from me. She looks intense and focused as she fights, not only partially shifted, but with the pair of sai that Yildiz gave her. She’s like this powerful, blonde-hair, black and white furry ninja as she moves with quick precision with her Alpha Spirit radiating off her. She’s not going for any kill shots, but she’s certainly making people think twice about fighting her.

She was anxious for an update and to see if his orders aligned with Connor’s plan. “Are all the women in your pack like you?” Autumn asked, after chewing her lip for a couple of minutes. “Like me?” Nala mused. The girl nodded and continued working, incorporating the woven braids into a beautiful design that twisted Nala’s hair into a blond flower at the crown of her head. “Strong, brave, warriors. You’re like Inga, but there are no women like you from Grey Stone.” “Actually, my pack seems a lot like yours. There aren’t many women allowed to be warriors at Mountain Forest, and those who are have to work twice as hard and don’t get recognition.”