Power Rangers Ninja Storm Black Ranger Novels & Stories

A deep voice echoed in Chase's ears. Chase was taken aback. The spirit was communicating with him telepathically! He had not noticed earlier, but now, he realized he could not discern the Black Turtle's true power level. "And who are you?" Despite being called 'boy', Chase did not take offense. "I'm the Black Turtle, a guardian of Bactria." Perhaps sensing the familiar aura from Chase, the Black Turtle did not hesitate to reveal its identity. Hearing this, Chase was shocked. "You're the Black Turtle? How can that be? You're just the spirit of the Basalt Armor. How dare you claim to be the Black Turtle?!"

"I don't think you can imitate the act of spoiling if you tried, at least not with me. I'm sure Zara can relate though, remind me again why she is not here?" "Who is the man holding onto you?" Xhecon asks, ignoring my argument with my father, and drawing my attention to the tower of heat I had all but forgotten. The obsidian-eyed god, who had been silent during the whole exchange responds. "Zedane Rhage, Alpha of the blackwater pack." His voice is delicious, it sounds like the undercurrents of rumbling thunder; starting from his belly and vibrating its way through his chest and out his throat. I would moan just from the sound of it, if the circumstances were different.

Even then, she had understood the unspoken rule: humans endured because wolves allowed it. She hated it. And now, that imbalance had come crashing down on her family. The door slammed open. The hinges rattled, and cold air swept inside, snuffing what little warmth clung to the cottage. Bella’s breath caught as a shadow filled the doorway. Lucian Blackthorn. The Alpha of Stormfang Pack. He didn’t need an introduction. His reputation preceded him: ruthless in debt collection, merciless in battle, a man whose silver eyes were said to pierce lies before they were spoken.

It was a fighter, a warrior. The leader of the rogues snarled, his eyes flashing. "Who are you?" he shouted, his voice trembling with fear. "I am Darius Blackmaw. I am the Alpha of the Blackrock Pack." The black wolf did not react. He only shifted, a quiet, silent specter who attacked without warning. He was a force of nature, a whirlwind of teeth and claws. He tore through the rogues with brutal efficiency that made my blood curdle. They were no match for him. They were sacrificial lambs to the killing.

Turns out ravens can talk a lot, especially when they’re shapeshifted vampires. “So,” Aiden says quietly, when everyone has calmed down. “What do you know about this? We know that Thunder, the werewolf who was with me when I visited Badger’s Den, has been captured by a werewolf calling himself Alpha Black, and that Black has taken others captive. He’s trying to find out where I am, because he seems to think that I’m Alpha of Badger’s Den. You’ll remember that’s something I said no to. You were there.”

I grit my teeth, resisting the command as I say, “No! I won’t do it.” He growls, “I command you!” Seeing only one way out of what he’s trying to force me to do I yell back, “ I, Phoenix Black, renounce my position in the Black Night Pack, and declare myself a rogue!”

His eyes darted back and forth between the two dark beings, he couldn't recognize the girl but the guy, he had no choice but to recognize. Baston is well known by all the Mafia Lords cause he was ranked above them. Black Gun being a ruler of the trafficking dungeon, was bound to know him. "What's going on here?" Black Gun forces himself to ask as he struggles to mask his fears. He can tell just from a glance that Baston is out for vengeance, for what he did to Cannon. Only now he realized their biggest mistake. They took Cannon down forgetting he has someone he trusts and that person isn't an ordinary being as well.

Hearing those words, Flash was infuriated and on the brink of violence, reluctantly escorted Ronin out. A while later, Ronin met with Flash's boss, a man in black who exuded a very powerful vibe. Ronin had no doubts about the man's identity as he found Flash become cautious, with a fear impossible to feign. After looking over the boss, Ronin nonchalantly said, "I know who you are!" The claim stunned everyone, especially Flash. Silence fell before the man in black ordered, "Ronin, is that really all you've got? Tell me who I am, or I'll kill you."

For the first time, his lips curved in something almost like respect. Raven pushed herself to her feet, her chest still heaving, but her voice steady. “I am Raven Blackthorne. I am the Luna of the Moon Riders. And no one, no wolf, rogue, hunter, or god will take that from me.” The circle erupted into howls, a sound of both fear and awe. But as the echoes rolled through the night, the full moon pulsed brighter than ever. Zari, Raven’s wolf now truly hers whispered a final warning inside her mind: