Shion Naruto Novels & Stories

Nya hoped someday she would have a curvy figure with large breasts, but for now, she used her tiny frame to her advantage and folded herself into the shadows, trying to calm her thundering heart before her hiding spot was given away. He would be by soon; she just knew it. Gavin Cross was a talented hunter, as was his father before him. Someday, Gavin would be a fierce warrior, too, just like his father, Xaver. Though King Zar refused to appoint Xaver to a post higher than King’s Commander for reasons Nya didn’t understand, everyone knew that Xaver was the best warrior in the army and had more kills than anyone else, even King’s General Rok Phin.

Jin said, while showing a big smile. "You are bold!" Do you know who you are facing now! "Von Lee yelled. Von Lee is one of the best jonin in the ninja region. The Ninja Clan in ninja region is divided into three ranks, which follow under the Chief ninja (Clan Leader). The three ranks are Genin, Chunin, and Jonin. Jonin (Master Ninja) is the highest rank of ninja, serving under the Chief Ninja, which is Jang Khang. Jin smiled, "Yes I know him, he's Jang Khang isn't he?" Jin said, teasingly. "You're arrogant!" Von Lee yelled.

The young man chuckled, "Ah, your acting reached its end. Don't be so angry. OK, I will if you say so. Your worth is more than her." Mizu felt she was already laid on the ground. She can still hear anything and felt yet she can't already control her body nor can see anything. Shiro walked to retrieve Mizu. Then carried her in a princess-way and gently put her down like he's holding a precious being to Kuro's arms. Holding her hand. "Thank you for letting me became just a normal kid in just a few hours. I will treasure the name you gave to me. I like it. Shiro, a pure white name," Shiro whispered.

Hunters. Men who traveled the borderlands killing anything that crawled out of the dark. Adrian had expected them to leave him there. Most people didn’t want a boy who had survived something like that. But the oldest hunter, a man with gray in his beard and scars across both eyes, had simply looked at him for a long time before speaking. “You saw them, didn’t you?” Adrian nodded. The man studied him a moment longer. Then he handed the boy a knife. “Good,” he said. “Then you know what you’re up against.”

"No worries, I only need them to see." They smile at me and the boy who said I'm pretty adds, "She's funny, Uncle Ashrac." If only Ashrac had his sensitivity. "And who are you?" I ask. He steps forward with a glowing look. "I'm Botan of the Purple Dragon Clan and I'm four." He turns slightly and places his small hand on his brother's arm. "This is Rotan of the Purple Dragon Clan and he's four too." Rotan brushes off the brotherly hand. "She knows that, dummy."

"The last person was the most terrifying. He seemed skilled at using poison. If I hadn't been vigilant, I would've died from the poison." Balaro sneered, "That's someone from Karamon." He looked at the trembling ninja on the ground and gently said, "Alright, you can go." When the ninja stood up, believing he had been granted amnesty, he noticed Yondu standing beside Balaro. The ninja's eyes went lifeless; a needle had been inserted above his head. Yondu respectfully said, "Thank you, Mr. Yamamoto, for granting me a ninja as a familiar. This has always been my wish!"

I was the one who put him in this critical situation. Nero slightly nodded his head. "I know…" "I can't hear you; wait." I crouched closer to Nero, knowing that Shin wasn't around yet, just to hear him clearly. "I-I know how to defeat that damn brother of mine," Nero said, which piqued my curiosity, so I let him continue. "There's something that only I know about him…" Nero further explained how Shin can't determine whether someone who's not moving is already lifeless or not.

Are you here to welcome us? A young ninja came forward and yelled, "You dumb Huaxia people. Soon you'll be dead." Yamamoto Kusakara waved his hand to make the young ninja step back, and then he said proudly, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Yamamoto Kusakara, a Jonin from Japan. We've been waiting for you here for a long time." "Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!"

"Did you see that?" Jonathan asked excitedly, nudging Amanda's shoulders and pointing to the TV where Naruto was currently playing. She snapped out of her thoughts and looked at the TV, "yeah I did, that was super cool" she said even tho she has no idea what he was talking about, she hasn't been paying attention to the anime, and not because she didn't want to.

“Even though I look like this, in reality I am 25 years old. I’m just letting you know. “Oh, right. Before all of that, I had to introduce ourselves. We both are part of the Hunter community and we specialize in hunting creatures from stories.” “Just say spirits. It’ll be easier for him to understand.” “Right. So, I am Yasuhiro Ritsu and this brat is…” “I’m Seirei.” “You don’t have a last name?” “No. I wasn’t born with one. Why? Is there a problem?” he says while licking his lollipop. “No. I thought that you both were related so…” “So you thought I’d have the same last name as this guy. Well, can’t say I wouldn’t think of it.”