Ninjago Names Novels & Stories

“You took out the Ninja? Damn dudette, mad props to you.” “Thanks . . . ” “Anyway, word is these cats call themselves the Marching Tides. I guess they see themselves as marching to turn the tides against T.H.E.M.” I may hate the bastards with every fiber of my being, but I must concede that ‘Marching Tides’ is definitely a cooler name than ‘Nick’s Minions’ as Jason and I have been referring to them up until now. “Well, they’ve pretty successfully dismantled T.H.E.M.’s operations,” I say, “so is it Mission: Accomplished for them?”

" Jianan asked petting him We all thought hard. "Royal." Neveah said "Royal Junior. Named after Royal Rocks stilettos." I laughed and the boys groaned at the thought of shoes. We all agreed on the name Royal but we called him R.J. for short. Looks like we've got another Arivonese.

"For real, when I first met with our leader. In our school, he always calls me 'Nyu' same as the others in the school. But well, I don't care about it. A month later... there was a boy that has been known as Sabu-sama. He was in the same class as me. Since the people called us with a weird name. I talk with him and ask him why did they call him that. When we know the truth, he asks me to follow him. Then he bought me in his place. At there, we started our group named 'Hitaku' and by that way, we, both of us begin our adventure." The friend of Nimura understands it. Then he asks Neu "So, what is your real name?" Neu looked down and says "It was Iyuta. Is it sounds weird?" A friend of Nimura s

Cartwright said. Just as the handsome Dr. Cartwright explained, Niku went into labor. She has a smooth delivery and in a few hours, is the mother to Asoko. Niku chose that name because it's one of the slang terms for pussy in her language. Maybe not as vulgar as others, but it makes her feel so wicked to do that.

“I was calling you, checking if you’ve had your lunch and if you’re okay but you haven’t replied to me. This was why you weren’t answering, you were already asleep here. God, you got me so worried! Why are you here? Are you not feeling well? Is the baby—” “No, Baby Jack isn’t coming out yet, don’t worry. Two or three more weeks, right?” We’re having a baby boy. The name of Jigo’s grandfather stuck to the baby and that’s going to be his nickname because we’re still debating what to put on the birth registration because Jack wasn’t going to be it, I argued. Bullies in school and all.

Blade replied. I glared at him and he looked away quickly. I hated how they pretended to care for her. I knew that they didn't. Not really "Let's go." I said. Willa, West, Blade and I walked over to the table and signed up. Willa and West used their nicknames but Blade and I just used our real names. There was a group of fighters waiting at the end of the table for the fights to get set up. A few of them looked up when Willa said her nick name and a few more looked up when West said his.

His gasp was as big as a cartoon character's exaggerated one. "You're a princess?!" He cries as I remain blank in a little thought. "No. I from there, but I not a princess." I said to the boy. Whenever I said I was a princess, I knew commoners would always walk away. I even try to sound like an illiterate. Stupid 5 year old me. "Oh. Are you lost?" "No... but I want to play with Niko..." "He's not Niko. His name is Neko. And we can play with him." A bright grin takes over my face for the first time ever.

was weirder. "My name is Hong Xiao-Hu, what about you?" The man asked. Even though he was annoyed that he almost lost to a young man, he still admired Monica who was able to master "Bajiquan" to this extent at a young age. Monica thought for a bit and decided to use a fake name. "My name is Nobita Nobi." There was no Doraemon in this world, so he didn't care about using this name as his fake name.

Syila sneered, “Just add Abang at once, so you become a motorcycle taxi driver which called 'Ojek'. Abang Ojek.” Jake immediately quickened his pace so they could walk together, his head lowered slightly so his lips were level with Syila's ear, who was standing next to him. “Dare to say that again, and be prepared if I torture you, Syil.” Syila turned her head towards Jake who she believed was staring at her intently. “So, what should I call you? Jaguar? Jagung bakar?” That's mean roasted corn in Indonesian. Syila flinched when she felt Jake's arms wrap around her waist. “You're so loud, aren't you? How dare you give me such a strange nickname?”

It made me fucking sick. You know what I'm going to do the same for this kid and I won't fucking ask for any payback and shit. The kid was brought in, his eyes flickered toward me for just a moment, and I tried to give him a reassuring nod. But before I knew it, his attention was fixed firmly on Niko, "What's your name?" Niko asked although he knew. He took a deep breath, "Frank Magaddino..."