Ninjago Short Novels & Stories

Jin said and stood up from where he sat and went to hug her leg. Wow! I'm impressed, I can't believe my 13years old Jin said all these, he got Jennie because her expression right now shows she's gonna give in. 🌹Jennie🌹 I'm impressed, everyone is ready to help the way they can, especially my smart little Jin, I can't believe he can be as reasonable as of this, even though I felt bad he has to drop out of school at a young age because of me, but I think its the right time I gave in my best.

Nobunaga, Masahide and Masamune stood on their feet; hands on their sword ready to draw them out. "This is an assassination attempt." Nobunaga declared. The daimyo grew frightened but he continued to attack. Nō pulled out her dagger and blocked the daimyo's attack. "Who are you?" The daimyo asked the ninja. Nō didn't answer fearing that Nobunaga would hear her voice and recognize her. The daimyo's men entered the room and everyone was in a full-out battle. Nō had faith in the others when it came to swordsmanship. She was distracted for just a few seconds and the daimyo managed to stab her side.

This was do or die. As Naraja got off the ground quickly, the black human-like monster immediately kicked him in the stomach with its left leg that sent him flying back a little, but in the moment of the impact Naraja kept his weight grounded to the ground from his core to his feet as he skidded backwards on the ground. Thanks to that he was able to stop himself, then as Naraja stomped his left leg into the ground, even with it being damaged. Naraja, continued to charge forward.

"So that means , Jiji! You have a massive pocket-hole down there yourself, that’s why you are complaining that a high-ranking Gamma has small stuff? The nerve of you!" Jiji snapped out of her embarrassment, turning on the man aggressively. "This has nothing to do with you, you short man! I am not even asking about yours, because everyone knows that short people always have short, small stuff! It's only the big, tall warriors who have the real ones!"

“Ugh!” The short man grunted in agony. He held his chest and looked down in panic. The broken blade penetrated his skin, leaving barely half an inch sticking out. The jagged weapon nearly tore through his flesh completely. “Wham!” Kaze drew close and kicked the short man away. “A fugitive on the most-wanted list and a Ryokanian. Bronze Sparrow sure operates in the shadows.” The short man slammed onto the ground and whimpered. He spoke in his language before lying stiff on the floor, his hand over his chest.

The leader of the ninjas said, “Miss, our phone signal now is very unstable. If we continue to go down, it’s very likely that there won’t be any signal. We might lose contact for a while. However, don’t worry first. Once we have any clues, we’ll swiftly climb up and report to you!” Nanako immediately answered, “Good! Quickly go and investigate the situation. If you found Ms. Jasmine’s body, report to me at once. If you can’t find Ms. Jasmine’s body, she is most likely still alive. Search the surroundings properly!” “Noted, Miss. We’ll go down now!” Immediately, the ten ninjas quickly jumped down like parkour masters. This group of people had excellent eyesight in the middle of the night, and

"Do yourself a favor and walk away from here, you've had enough, you spent the day getting on my nerves." Jess got up and looked at him furiously. "You think you can do this to me?" "Yes," Ninja said and turned his back to her, going away. Jesse screamed and began a ridiculous attempt to run after him, but her hills wouldn't let her move properly. Ninja saw his friends on the other side and went to party with them. "Heeey," he heard from a distance, but soon some security guards came and interrupted Jess.

Tedy got up and swung his big fist at Tukijo. Bugh! Tukijo's body slammed against the wall. "How did he get up so fast with such a big body?" thought Tukijo asked himself. "Tukijo...!" cried Ningsih. "I have to finish this fight quickly," she muttered. Ningsih picked up the knife that was lying on the floor. She moves very fast while swinging the knife at the opponent. Scraash! Scraaash! Scraaash! Three people were scratched on the back, one person was scratched at the face and four people were scratched at the arm.

Nikki snots then look back at the view we are enjoying. I hear JP sigh next to us. “As beautiful as it is to watch you bonding here like this, we have to go, this is a rogue territory, and we can’t stay long. Especially with you here.” I scoff, this guy thinks I am some damsel in distress, I am a damn warrior and a good one! Nikki is also pissed by what he said as she stands on all fours looking at him growling with her teeth bared.

It becomes apparent, looking at the entire picture is going to be too overwhelming, so I decide to section it off, and start by focusing on his early days as a killer, before joining THEM. Ning Jin, Popularly known as Nick Jin. Born in Chicago to Chinese immigrants, Feng and Hu Jin. Straight-A student all throughout grade school. His study and early expertise in martial arts earned him the nickname ‘Ninja’ from his fellow classmates—even though he was Chinese, not Japanese. Typical, ignorant America, for ya. Anyway, Nick graduated from high school early, at sixteen, and was into the University of Chicago Pritzker School of Medicine with a full scholarship, but he dropped out two years later