Novel & Cerita Ninja Konoha

The ray of blue light faded and when I pulled my palm away from him the wound that once oozed with blood was non existent and the warriors of the Moon Crescent pack were now aware of the power I possess. “I'm Blue Lily pack’s strongest weapon because I fight like a beast and heal wounds like the gods.” ~KILLIAN’S POV~ A healer? Regina Shepard is a healer? A chill ran down my spine and the men present in this room were frozen in time. Leonard had his jaw sweeping the floor. The victim of Regina's surprise attack was still holding his chest in disbelief, probably wondering what happened to the wound on his chest. Even Callum was speechless as he stood by my side, his eyes as wide as saucers.

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.

ASHINA’S POV The clanging of footsteps shattered the suffocating deadlock. It began as a faint, almost imperceptible rumble, like a distant storm murmuring across the plains. Gradually, it intensified, becoming the steady, deliberate pounding of boots marching in harmony, vibrating through the soil and into our bones. I held my breath while Alpha Knight paused mid-motion, sword suspended in the air, his gaze snapping sharply towards the growing noise. Then, out of the shadows, they appeared. It was the warriors clad in deep midnight blue, their faces adorned with the sacred patterns of my bloodline. Their presence was like a surge of memory brought to life.

A greenish tea with a soothing aroma. “Good morning, Luna. I trust you slept well. I brought you a glass of herbal tea. The shaman asked me to bring it to you. He said you should drink this to regain your strength from everything that happened yesterday.” she said gently. I blink slowly at her still trying to understand everything. Do I have a maid assigned to me? Why did she call me Luna? Is she sure that she is in the right room and talking to the right person because I was definitely not Luna and just a common breeder?

Hunters. Men who traveled the borderlands killing anything that crawled out of the dark. Adrian had expected them to leave him there. Most people didn’t want a boy who had survived something like that. But the oldest hunter, a man with gray in his beard and scars across both eyes, had simply looked at him for a long time before speaking. “You saw them, didn’t you?” Adrian nodded. The man studied him a moment longer. Then he handed the boy a knife. “Good,” he said. “Then you know what you’re up against.”

I can already imagine the kind of anger he feels towards them and how he must want to tear them into pieces. The Zu clan has been an age long line of powerful witches who just love to meddle with the lives of the werewolves. It was first formed in Japan before it spread vast across the world and now. For Natalia to involve herself with people of that caliber, she definitely must be the worst of evil. My thoughts are cut short when I feel a sharp pain underneath my belly and my hands immediately fly to cup my stomach as my heart skips a beat. Are my babies okay? Is the tumor back? Genuine concern washes over me. A lot Is going on in my mind as I continue to hold onto my tummy while trying to

Chapter 4 : The Past Aqua didn't always have to hide who she was. She didn't always have to keep secrets. There was a time when her life was filled with laughter, love, and the open embrace of her unique heritage. Born in the hidden town of Silver Cove , Aqua grew up surrounded by family and friends who cherished her for who she was. Her striking white hair, a mark of her lineage, was a source of pride, not something to be concealed.

He did not want to die before he even knew where he was. "Jeg er Brand. Jeg er alene her. Jeg har ingen menn med meg." (I am Brand. I am alone here. I don't have any men with me.) "Hvilken klan? (What clan?)" the woman demanded. Brand was reluctant to reveal this information as he could not even begin to guess what clan these two belonged to or even what year it might be. When he felt blood trail down his neck from the tip of her sword, he knew he had to risk the truth.

As soon as he answered he spotted an arrow heading straight for him. He ignored the pain in his chest and pull the door closed. The arrow landed in the window, pointed directly at his head. “Damn that was close are you ok?” Martrice asked as he turned to check on his cousin. “Yea, I'm good we need to find away outta this shit. We won't be able to take them all down, with just the two of us.” Kain said as he kept his eyes on the ninjas who were taking slow steps towards them. “That was a warning shot, the next one won't miss, now I’ll ask for the last time, where the hell is your sister?” The ninja that was hiding in the forest asked, as she stepped from the darken forest in a white ninja out

Kane. Showering. Probably washing off the blood, the sweat, the fight. Mona glanced toward the door for a second longer than she meant to, then quickly looked away, pressing her lips together. "Focus," she muttered under her breath. She shifted slightly, her gaze drifting around the room. It was simple. Bare. Functional. Nothing personal. Nothing soft. Nothing like him and everything like him at the same time. Her eyes flickered back to the first aid kit still open on the table, a small smile tugging at her lips.