Shinobi Shadow Beyblade X Novels & Stories

he said defiantly, trying to get up. He lunged at me. I dove out of his way and drew my shard down in his back with everything I had, praying I hit his spine. We both fell on the floor with a thud, only a few feet apart. I could see his eyes. “That’s for Noora, you motherfucker, she knew what you were,” I whispered as he stopped moving and drew his last breath. The door burst open, shaking the floor beneath me, just as I blacked out.

Before Tyrell could advance on me though his eyes snapped to something behind me, too spent to see for myself. A brief glimmer of fear crossed his features before it disappeared as quickly as it came. Tyrell took a tentative step back, his minions falling behind with him. He looked between me and whoever or whatever was there. A look of frustration marring his face. A split second decision he pulls a small blade from his shirt sleeve and throws it in a swift motion towards me. It lands solidly right above my collar bone, the shear force was enough to knock me back. White hot pain shot through my shoulder and down my arm. I could feel my mouth open and my lungs screaming out in pain, but no s

In the empty training building behind the castle, I worked the shadows the way a swordsman practices forms, over and over, until the movements stopped feeling foreign. The tendrils came easier each day. I could call them from my hands now without the doorway swinging fully open, could shape them, hold them, send them where I wanted. The shadow-sight sharpened. I was learning to see through darkness, to perceive the true shape of things hidden in shade, the way I’d seen Eyera’s real form in the smoke. Cain helped. He insisted, because he wanted to keep an eye on me. But this mostly meant Cain volunteered to get knocked around.

And he remembered the woman who had helped him flee—the one who whispered in Old Shadowborne as the alarms blared: “I have a little girl here. Just a little younger than you. One day… I’ll do the same for her.” His heart thundered as he opened the drawer. File after file. Most redacted. Most stamped “Deceased.” But one wasn’t. Subject 21-B Status: Escaped | Presumed Dead Lineage: Dragon-enhanced | Shadowborne fusion | Mother: High-tier shadow sorceress (missing) Power Level: Suppressed due to magical trauma | Potential: Extreme | Instability: High Notable Traits: Heterochromia (blue/green), irregular freckles, reactive shadow aura.

he spits, stepping toward me. A hand grabs onto my arm and gently pulls be backward. Smirnov steps in front of me, blocking Anderson's path to me. He places my boba in my hand and turns back to his friend. "Back off," he tells him, a strange edge to his voice. "What?" Anderson questions, eyes wide. "Back off," he repeats. "You got the reaction you wanted, and it is over now," "She punched me," "You deserved it. Now back the fuck off,"

Their hands gripped weapons with dark, poisoned blades—the same deadly poison that had hurt my dad! That poison could take down a werewolf, eating away at every vein and nerve, making them weaker and weaker until... It was the worst way I could think of to go. Things happened so fast. They aimed for my weak spots, and no matter how hard I had trained in the past, I could not take on so many opponents at once. "Thorne!" I yelled, my voice almost breaking. He whipped his head around and started to come over, but Isolde clung to him.

“You’re drooling, Little River.” He teases lightly, and I flush. “Sorry” I murmur, but before he can say anything, something moves beside him and moves towards me as if coming in for a hug. I scream and jump back, only to take a close look… What in the Dr. Facilier shit, is this? Is that his shadow casually coming my way? “I-uh-I…” “Back.” He says, and the shadow seems to deflate sadly and then retreat into his actual shadow.

LUNAR EASTERN FOREST: their was a moment of silence in the shrine. Ayanna and Shadow Glaring at Each other.. "What's the essence of your help since Louis Will still die" Ayanna sighed and took a step back. "I don't need your Help Shadow... I will carry my Cross alone!". 🌬️Remind me when I said that word?🌬️Shadow asked with a raised brow. "Which word?". 🌬️Your Cross... when did i volunteer to help you with it?"🌬️

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It glistened because of the power of moonstones inside him. The demon and Asher collided in a fierce battle. While the demon used its dark tendrils, Asher's body shone like a beacon of light pushing his darkness away and wounding him with claws. He hissed while Asher groaned in annoyance. All of us watched with bated breaths. 'Sable, be ready in case we need to help out our mate,' I asked my wolf. 'Don't worry, I am always ready, and Asher will win this.'