Ninjago Titanium Ninja Novels & Stories

I accidentally let my secret underground identity slip earlier tonight while I was threatening Amara Mensah in the lower borders. "It is really nothing that massive, Elder Jabari," I reply, offering a modest shrug of my shoulders while keeping my voice smooth. "I simply forge a few specialized titanium blades and weave ballistic wolf-shifter gear. It does not match the immense power of the Adebayo Dominion legacy."

Zoe told her teary eyed daughter, who was holding up pretty well for her young age to go through such an agonizing experience. Not even her sextuplet siblings had been subject to this kind of special training and it really sucked when she was the only one left in the forest for the Ninja exam in nothing but a huge unisex shirt, baggy shorts, bare foot and bald with the scalp showing the deep black, inked Dragon tattoo. Basically, she could be easily mistaken as a bald boy on a run. The Dragon in the tattoo had a small pearl between its fangs and that pearl was none other than the powerful ‘Ninja Dragon Stone’ which could trigger wars just to possess it for its immense power.

When he sits up, panting with the effort of his shift, I gasp, and I’m not the only one. Iniko looks nothing like the small man he was in his first life. Now, he looks large and muscular, someone who could rival Ancalagon in size and strength. I watch as Iniko closes his eyes and takes a deep breath of air, then he looks right at me. “Mate!” I turn and look behind me, certain he’s looking at someone else. Everyone behind me is staring at me. Holy shit! Iniko just called me his mate.

Could it be I fought this one before? “ Witness the power of the Azrez Naga Tribe!” He yelled, his eyes beginning to change. The white of his eye turned golden, the blue replacing to black. “ Now, face the wrath of the Tribal Trait of the Naga, the Nintaijin!” White lightning engulfed the man, causing Kronos to back up in shock. Now I see! It’s him! But, how?!

‘Titanium Technique, has the attacking power compared to that of a warlord, and a massive amount of inner energy…’ He had seen a lot of genius fighters before, but none of them could be compared to Kayson. Even Nicholas paled in comparison to the young man before him.

It had a titanium alloy skeleton, bionic neural connections, and a built-in micro-hydraulic system. "It's the latest model and a military-grade prototype. It's stronger, faster, and more lethal than flesh." Luke did not immediately hand it to me but instead stroked the cold titanium alloy skeleton, his eyes filled with almost devout passion. "Do you know how many people have knelt and begged me to install this on them? But none of them deserved it." He turned his head to look condescendingly at me with a morbid yet elegant smile. "Only you are worthy of this most perfect artwork."

she admitted. Brandon flew over to where the first Assassin lay on the ground, intending to take him out before he got his faculties back, but by the time her uncle arrived, the man was stirring enough to defend himself. A Hunter could always kill a Guardian, regardless of what sort of ammunition was in use. The only way a Guardian could kill a Hunter or a Hunter could kill another Hunter was with titanium. “What are they using?” Jo demanded Scott answered, “Titanium.”

He stood there in nothing but his skin and that chrome collar, the recycled air of the Blackwell suite chilling the sweat on his ribs. Gideon didn’t wait. He moved with the heavy, silent grace of a landslide, his massive frame shoving Timothy back into the pillows. The bed groaned under the weight. Gideon’s hands, calloused and scarred from a decade of enforcer work, clamped onto Timothy’s thighs, dragging them apart. "What are these made of?" Kan asked, picking up the discarded pants from the floor. He ran a thumb over the matte black weave. "Nash tech," Timothy rasped, his voice catching in his throat. "Harder to cut than Kevlar."

Now we were the most famous weapon dealers here, and it was the biggest source of our income, helping the pack to slowly gain back its previous glory… We have had an order for Titanium blades from the Fae who were seeking to use it against rogue mages. Titanium was a rare metal that was found only in some regions, and our pack lands didn’t have any. The Night shadow packs had an abundance of Titanium and I had offered them a bulk of silver blades in exchange for Titanium. Alpha Devin was not much demanding and till now, all our deals had gone smoothly. I wondered what happened now for him to delay the deal this much…

She and Titan have been talking all along. “Nina is trying to kill you. Bring Omario back or I will chop off your leg with these scissors,” Terrence threatens and presses the scissors on Titan’s leg. “What? Nina?” Titan is really shocked by what he hears. “You were not feeling any pain,” Nina responds dismissively. I can’t believe her! “You said it will only be pain!“ Titan cries. It seems my wolf tricked him too. “Well, he’s an idiot,” Nina responds, defensively.