Shinobi Life Novels & Stories

I examined my face and noticed that I didn’t look like who I was. My name is Shiromi Hanako. I was a neglected orphan from the 21st century. I have a bad-temper, that's why no one wanted to adopt me. I grew up in the orphanage and when I felt that I needed to leave, I left to fend for myself. I learned the ways of the street and I managed to lift myself from the streets but something unfortunate happened. I was mugged on my way home and he stabbed me. I guess I didn’t survive that.

He knitted his brows and took the laptop from me. In the past life, it was Naomi who took care of pack finances with Lucian under the pretext of helping us in pack work. Lucian was the future beta, and Naomi was the youngest alpha daughter. So, no one doubted a thing. I didn’t investigate finances in this life span either, but I noticed a few expensive things with Naomi. Also, all those potions that she used on me aren’t cheap. That’s why I started investigating in secret and got this first glitch. “It’s strange.” He mumbled, his brows almost overlapped.

"Be careful. Coming out in weather like this takes guts. Are you…" "Just wanted to wake myself up," I said, a little embarrassed. "It was too stuffy indoors." He probably caught the scent of alcohol on me. "Same here. Trying to clear my head. The upcoming tactical simulations are a nightmare," he replied. "I'm Hunter Youngblood, a junior." "Willow Sage, a freshman." "I know you," he said, nodding. "You did really well in the Snowfield Tracking and Scent Marking classes." I froze for a second. "You've heard about me?"

She was still protecting Jason even six years later. And now, protecting Jason alongside her was Nancy, whom I had practically raised with my own hands. I couldn't hold back my tears anymore, but there was not a trace of guilt in Vivian's eyes. With a cold frown, she asked, "Then what exactly do you want?" Before I could even react, Jason suddenly picked up a small knife from the fruit basket and pressed it to his wrist. "Landon, I really don't want to see you suffer so much because of me. Will you only feel better if I die?"

ASHINA’S POV The clanging of footsteps shattered the suffocating deadlock. It began as a faint, almost imperceptible rumble, like a distant storm murmuring across the plains. Gradually, it intensified, becoming the steady, deliberate pounding of boots marching in harmony, vibrating through the soil and into our bones. I held my breath while Alpha Knight paused mid-motion, sword suspended in the air, his gaze snapping sharply towards the growing noise. Then, out of the shadows, they appeared. It was the warriors clad in deep midnight blue, their faces adorned with the sacred patterns of my bloodline. Their presence was like a surge of memory brought to life.

Moonlight illuminated the chaos, and the air crackled with the energy of the impending clash. I led my pack with calculated precision, each move strategic in the face of the relentless assault. The Kimber wolves were formidable adversaries, but my determination to shield my pack and Iris fueled every strike, every command barked to my loyal pack members. The skirmish danced on the edge of chaos, a symphony of snarls and the occasional yelp echoing through the night. It was a battle not just for territory but for the safety of those I held dear. Amidst the frenzy, I fought with a singular focus, my thoughts always drifting back to Iris, the vulnerability in her eyes etched into my mind.

His lowered lashes cast a small shadow across his cheekbones in the flickering torchlight. I nodded slightly, accepting the compliment as leaders must, but my attention had already moved past him to Commander Griffith. "How are 'Blood Claw's recent movements? Any intelligence from Black Stone Pass?" Work, endless work was my refuge. Only by immersing every bit of my mind into Silvermane Pack's complex lifeblood could I briefly numb the bone-deep pain that never truly left me. Ethan's cold little body in my arms, Damien's disgusted gaze when I tried to tell him the truth, Sera's hypocritical face as she manipulated everyone around her—these images clung to my memories like parasites, always g

She might have come here to scout and know where I live before coming to kill me. My mind flashed back to the conversation I had with Carter, and even though I felt like he was misleading me with his words but he was right about one thing which was that only by following him will I be able to become an official member of a pack. He's the only one who has the potential to establish a pack.

Shay answered still feeling the softness of his hands. "Can I have my hands back please?" He ordered "Huh? Oh right I'm so sorry ..... She pause " what your name sir?" She asked "Mr Hyin, it was on the card" he replied bothered. "Ok nice meeting you Mr Hyin" she said "8:30am tomorrow" he replied opening back his laptop. Shay gave a nodd then walked out, she spun her hands back on forth remembering the softness of his hands. *

CHAPTER 59: THE RIGHT TIME THIRD PERSON POV Shanbri still can't believe what she has found out about Kenji Yael and Kate's fake marriage. She did not think that such a scenario could happen in real life because she had only seen it in books and movies before. Despite being informed, Shanbri remained silent and has not yet taken any action regarding this. She wanted to think about her decisions before she talked to Kenji Yael. The latter also does not show up to her and their children because until now he has not visited their home again.