Shawn Hamilton Ninja Kamui Novels & Stories

Campian replied, sounding thrilled. “I’ll wait for you here at Uncle Shaun’s then.” Kayson smiled. “Sure!” Campian eagerly asked his squad members to collect more of Jesse’s lingering traces of energy after hanging up. Meanwhile, Kayson called Delmont. “Mr. Hamilton Sr, those Admiralporium guys who came to the Hamiltons’ place before… Was their leader Shien Cooke?” Delmont did not seem to be on friendly terms with Admiralporium, as his tone did not sound too friendly. “Yes.”

Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand. Damon's hair was cropped close to his head, emphasizing the sharp lines of his features. The sun glinted off his skin, highlighting the definition of his muscles beneath the fitted t-shirt he wore, which clung to his chest and arms in a way that showcased his physique without being overly tight. His jeans were well-worn and fit him perfectly, completing the look of effortless cool.

The sound came from the man’s neck, and he instantly fell to the ground the next moment. Seeing that his subordinates and the few gangsters of Briewood who were in charge of protecting him all slumped to the ground, Kamishita sneered and put Zina Hamilton down. He then said indifferently, “Brat, it seems you are capable! “No wonder you dare to mess around with us! “However, do you think you have the right to be arrogant with us?” A shuriken suddenly appeared in his hand as soon as he finished his words. He then threw it straight toward Harvey’s direction.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

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.

M&M’s for Breakfast ~ Naika End Game ~ Cat Burns Shane’s words were on repeat as he drove into me. We were slick with sweat, his smoky scent on me like a second layer of skin as I held on, needy for everything he had to give me. He cursed as I clenched around him. Pleasure danced through me as I twitched around his still-throbbing cock.

She chirped and his brows furrowed. "For what?" "To train here of course," She beamed. "Your brothers let you?" "Hunter sent Kevin with me as my bodyguard. He'll train here with me. And Dad permitted me, if it was up to Hunter he would've never let me go," She mused and he glanced at the guy. Hunter had praised this guy for his amazing skills in fighting. He was among the top ten fighters at the moon pack. And he was just a new trainee. "King," Kevin greeted curtly as Lennox tipped his head.

Khan was so loud in my ears and I could feel vibrations run through my body. “You won’t have to feel hurt anymore. You’ll be unstoppable! The greatest version of you.” Thinking about all these, I leaned over and placed my head on the desk weakly. I kept going through everything I had found out in less than an hour. ‘Khan is right. This world doesn’t deserve a good Alpha.’ I thought. “Fine,” I muttered and raised my head. One minute, everything went blank and void, and the next minute, I felt a surge of energy from inside of me.

The ray of blue light faded and when I pulled my palm away from him the wound that once oozed with blood was non existent and the warriors of the Moon Crescent pack were now aware of the power I possess. “I'm Blue Lily pack’s strongest weapon because I fight like a beast and heal wounds like the gods.” ~KILLIAN’S POV~ A healer? Regina Shepard is a healer? A chill ran down my spine and the men present in this room were frozen in time. Leonard had his jaw sweeping the floor. The victim of Regina's surprise attack was still holding his chest in disbelief, probably wondering what happened to the wound on his chest. Even Callum was speechless as he stood by my side, his eyes as wide as saucers.

That was also the day I met my companion and my wolf Jada. “She’s gone, Lauren.” Jada said and then added, “She’s so incomparably beautiful. Beautiful as always, just like you." I rolled my eyes at her for comparing me to the Goddess. I am Bianca Lauren Blaze, the only child of Alex Blaze, the former Alpha king. But my new pack members know me as Lauren Hackman. My life has always been a series of battles, but these battles have made me stronger. So yes, I am a warrior in my pack.