Ninja Table Novels & Stories

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."

Lana stood in front of me in the line and looked around enthusiastically. "Look at those big tables," she said, pointing towards the few twelve-seater tables. "There are only three of them. Those three tables belong to the three captains and their close followers," she whispered in my ear. I looked at the people sitting at the table and saw Victoria seated at the head of one of the large tables. However, the head chairs of the other tables were empty, as there was no sign of Draken and Ares in the canteen. I let my eyes travel across the hall. The tables were different sizes, holding different numbers of chairs. The largest held twelve. After that came tables with ten chairs, then eight, six

“Oh my god—” Nina jumped off the table immediately, her expression shifting. She snapped on gloves, moving into full doctor mode like the last thirty seconds didn’t happen. “Why didn’t you start with that?” “I was busy being traumatized.” I muttered. Kara made a choking sound. “Oh my god, shut up.” “Sit." Nina ordered, pointing to the chair. I sat. Kara hovered near the wall, still red-faced, as Nina grabbed gauze and disinfectant. She glanced at the wound and hissed through her teeth. “Rogue claws.”

Jax screamed. He hit 'Play' on the tablet. The screen flickered to life. It was a high-angle shot from their home. It showed Cane slumped in his chair, unconscious. Nara was standing over him, her face cold and clinical. She wasn't weeping; she was working.

Like a role I’d been thrown into without rehearsal. Before I could say anything else, a sharp voice from the end of the table cut through the quiet. “Hi, Kira. Right?” Nina said, her tone syrupy sweet, fake to the core. I turned slowly to face her. She was sitting like royalty at the far end of the table, her back perfectly straight, her wine glass untouched but poised between her fingers like a prop. “We met earlier,” she continued, clearly referencing the lunch she so graciously crashed. “Yes,” I said, keeping my voice flat. “I remember.”

Taylor smirked. “Then let’s play something I can play.” Taylor thought for a moment before saying, “Dice, then. It’s easy. If you’ve got hands, you’re qualified. You at least know how to compare totals, right?” I nodded. “That works. Let’s start.” Then, I walked straight to the card table and sat down on the side against the wall. “Oh, Maisie, you’re challenging Taylor at dice? You’ve already lost. Taylor’s the queen of dice. Even the pros can’t beat her.”

“If you don't mind, I'm a little bit jet lagged. Let's not waste any more time debating whose cock goes inside who.” He raises a brow, then shrugs. “Your loss.” He palms his ‘kitten’ and guides her head down to his crotch. She obeys eagerly and her hands fumble with his buckle. I keep my eyes on his face, fighting my disgust at the sloppy, obscene noise filling my ears as her head bobs up and down. “Ugh…” Nina sighs, and I know she's got plenty to say about this shit show. Her heel taps anxiously under the table like a ticking bomb.

She’s not going for any kill shots, but she’s certainly making people think twice about fighting her. I pull another nagata off one of the Invictus wolves just as I see two nagata slithering fast upon Jianyu. I start to run to intercept them when suddenly the two nagatas collide with a large, sheer purple wall out of nowhere. I stand there looking stunned as the two nagata lay on the ground groaning with obviously broken noses.

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.

He had hunted Kronos down after an ambush where Kronos had apparently killed his daughter. How is he mimicking my lightning attacks?! Kronos thought as he dodged lightning bolt after lightning bolt before he recalled something else. Of course, the Naga’s Tribal Trait, the Nintaijin, can mimic the abilities of others, as long as they are not Tribal Traits themselves. The Naga rushed at Kronos, aiming a punch at him. Thinking fast, Kronos dodged out of the way; he created an orb of white lightning and slammed it onto the man’s back. The force of which sent him crashing into the wall.