Ninja Turtles Fanfic Novels & Stories

Because he chose us. A fresh surge of fury rose in my chest, hot and suffocating. The young man leapt across the widening chasm in a burst of white flame and landed at the edge of the courtyard. The ground cracked beneath him. His eyes locked on Mira again. “She’s the anchor!” he shouted, voice distorted by the power burning through him. “She completes it!” “You’re wrong!” I yelled back. “Then prove it!” he roared. He thrust both hands forward.

accompanied each headline. One photo, crystal clear and high-definition, showed Tara handing Nina a slice of cake. The two of them stood side by side, drawing endless comparisons. Nina’s fans flooded the comments. Some sent their blessings, hoping the two "soulmates" would end up together. Others directed venom at Tara, urging her to back off and stop being the “third party.” Many fans speculated that Nina’s injury was caused by Tara’s jealousy and revenge, leaving a barrage of hateful and vile comments under her name.

“Yes?” “You stayed late after class with Professor R.” The redhead walked over to me and glared. “Why?” I stepped back a step, so I wasn’t breathing her air and raised my eyebrow. “I don’t think that is any of your business. I don’t even know you.” “My name is Nina.” “Okay, I still don’t know what that has to do with me?” I turned to leave, and she grabbed me. “I’m Alpha Nina from the Blackfang.” Nix was sprinting to the surface before I could think of a solution. Her words fell from my mouth as my fangs descended. “If I were you, I would remove your hand from my arm before I rip it off.” My voice dropped low and my eyes flashed.

I will be punished and branded a traitor, despite the fact that I was not in the friend zone with the Lycan, but anything is possible given that I will be a luna soon. Another of my wishes, which I am confident will come true when I return home. My father emailed me months ago and offered me the position of Moonshine Pack Luna. I was supposed to live my life, but since becoming a Luna was one of my dreams, I decided to go with my dreams even though the other one is a tragic wish. "Jane… Jane… Are you there?" Malcom snaps his finger in front of me, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Are you okay?" he asks again.

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.

My grip loosened from Akira and I fell to the ground, and fell unconscious. TBC.... Holy Shit !! Guys who can guess what Niran is up to?? I love y'all 😍

“Fine. Let's do as you say!" He recalled something and asked, "What if the ninjas get investigated?" "The police can investigate whatever they want to," Finley sneered. "I won’t do a sloppy job. I’ll send the ninjas away on a boat, and I’ll make sure they all get buried at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean!" Homer’s doubts reared their ugly heads. "What if the police look for the ninjas' family? What, then?" Finley laughed, amused. "Don't worry, Young Master Fox. You only need to give me the contacts for the ninjas’ family. I’ll use another identity to contact them, and I’ll make sure you won’t be linked all."

Nandini sharpened her gaze. She was smiling but it was so innocent that Falcone forgot to take a breath. Damien threw the knife on the table and Falcone jerked. **This Kid is the enemy in my romance. Devil! She is nymph....how could I resist her when she is hell bent to make my knees weak? Her every kind is so fascinating and makes my dark desires awake. ** Nandini came down and saw them having breakfast. Her hair opened and looked so shiny and soft like fine silk threads. SHe chuckled at Falcone's wide mouth but became serious suddenly

"For the final time, Orangelo, your pocket isn't that irresistible." Staring down at the distressingly large snapping turtle still holding on to his toe for dear life, Wound growled. "Can you stop being offended long enough to help me get it off? And if you act as though I meant that to be pervy, I'm going to strangle you with your own tail." "Don't threaten me with a good time, old-timer." Jinx teased as he tried to figure out how to get the huge turtle off Wound's foot without taking a digit or two with it.

Anything else required major brain cells, and I had none at the moment. I must have lost all track of time when I first entered the room. Considering our differences in height, I wasn’t able to see much, but what I saw was gloriously naked Naja. His clothes shredded and on the floor. His tribal tattoos were on full display, even the one on his upper thigh, which made my insides melt. There in black was my name, Charlotte, in big bold script. After seeing that, my mind went completely blank. Of course, that wasn’t the only thing my eyes landed on. My cheeks flushed and heat pooled between my thighs as I fixed my gaze on his long, thick appendage. In my mind, I kept thinking about how his cock