Third Ninja War Novels & Stories

A slow, dangerous smile crept across Jaren's face. "She's right," Jaren said. "If we play his game, we lose on his terms. Let's burn his playbook." "We do it," Kaelen nodded. "We ride at midnight," Thad finished, drawing his blade half an inch from its sheath with a crisp, metallic hiss. The war that followed lasted three brutal, screaming days.

"It still doesn't sound that bad." "By evil, I mean any form of immorality, Anything against the law, including minor things like petty theft, lies, and other things which are mostly ignored by the society." "Well, that's horrible." "Yes Taz, it was horrible. It led to the complete annihilation of two other packs." "Oh my God." Taz said with his mouth agape. "Can it ever come back?" "It depends." "On what?" "It depends on the level of peace and cooperation. But for the past Hundred years, after the new tradition was created there has been Peace."

“This war for this tree has really taken its toll on our tribe, she pointed to the battlefield beyond and it continues to take lives, you have a tortuous road ahead of you,” I look up into her eyes. I see images of Mera, Kai, my mother, father, I see blood and hear screams, there’s fire everywhere. I turn my head and close my eyes. The images are too much for me. “I have already gifted you with the things you need to win this war,” Netta said. Looking off into the distance. “I don’t understand,” I say to her, confused and lost.

The problem wasn’t over yet, but at least he’s gone for now. I turned slowly to face him again. His gray eyes, sharp and cold, were fixed on me. For a split second, I felt exposed, like he could see straight through me and through my thoughts. “I… thank you,” I said quickly, bowing and forcing a smile. “And… I’m sorry for the trouble.” “That’s the third time,” he murmured, almost under his breath, before turning and walking away. I stood frozen in time for a moment, watching his facade fade down the hallway. The words echoed in my mind. The third time? My pulse skipped. Does he actually remember me? My chest tightened as I realized what just happened. Or am I just possibly overthinking thing

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ

He opens the door and Adrianna lunges at him while giggling and talking a million miles an hour about her souvenirs that her Aunt Lisa had gotten her. We head inside where Shane pulls me into him and walk straight over to where Austin and Candice are standing with an older couple. The man has a cut on, like the rest of the Warriors, but this one looks different. It's worn, a few holes in it, and on the bottom of the Nightmare Warriors lettering, it says Chesapeake Chapter. "Shane?" "Hmm?" He answers stopping with Adrianna still flung to his chest. She somehow managed to grab hold of one of the mini sandwiches from the platters of food.

How could he be certain that something was going to happen? Abruptly, Jaedon stood up. He had been so shy last night, but now he seemed on a mission. He dressed quickly and then told me to dress as well. I did. “We must tell your mother and brother of our plan. We have to tell my pack and warn our allies up North. I think a war is going to happen.” My heart began to race. A war? I dressed quickly in jeans and a sweatshirt and he took my hand in his as soon as I was finished. He kissed me softly on the lips, sending electricity throughout my body.

I keep on assuming that the person behind all of these is still alive, that's why if there's a chance that I will be going to see that person, I will chop his head and bring back the old peace. Yuri finally stood up and moved on from what she experienced, that's why we began our journey. I don't know what lies ahead, that's why I should prepare myself for the worst. — Third Person's Point of View Nieves' Journey finally has started. Ahead of them is an obstacle that they needed to destroy. On the other space, the pack of Werewolves. They are celebrating their victories. They came from the war, fighting against Wizard. They may have lost a lot of comrades, but they stand on the winning side.

"Today is going to be a very long day,' Alexander said considering the amount of rogues and vampires charging at them. Unfortunately for the triplets, the war they were embarking on this time is different from the last ones. This wave of war is more intense as they were face with stronger enemies that had made alliances. The vampires and the rogues had joined forces and they were the ones attacking. The war was becoming more intense as the weak triplets protect their pack from being destroyed. Kiara walked her througg the foes by making them kill themselves due to how bad she felt. She walked gallantly through till she reached where her mates are protecting their territory. "What are you doi

I knew that we had almost gotten her off the territory again but then those three assholes showed up and took her back to the packhouse and the twins. “Who the fuck are those three?” I ask Scott. “Their names are Raven, Raidon, and Cal. They showed up about a year ago and joined the pack. They are the three best warriors in the pack. I have never seen fighters like them before.” Scott explains. “Where did they come from?” I ask. “No one knows. They all have this weird tattoo on their upper left arm.” He explains.