Zane Ninjago Characters Novels & Stories

Who else would be watching a normal-looking boring girl if not a gingerhead? I turned around. Standing in the foyer just outside the window was Zane. He was wearing the same dark cloak he’d had on the night before at the club. The heavy breeze made his cloak flow around him, giving him this mysterious aura. I made a mental note to draw this image of him someday. My eyes traveled down to his arms which were full of black lines like tattoos. I could see the bone handle of a knife protruding from his side. He was looking right at me, the side of his narrow mouth quirked in amusement. He was mocking me. That’s the only reason I could think of. How long has he been standing there?

Jasmine and her little minions walking off in the distance, chuckling as they sneer at our ladies and they're now baggy clothing. But specifically, I see Zane. In the middle of all of it, being hammered by five people. I watch him struggle to get back up to his feet, planting a hard punch soon after. It sends a goon flying, a reaction Callum doesn't take lightly. “Fighting back, I see. That's new” he walks up, heading straight for a relentless Zane. He's gonna try to pummel him again. “Sage—” Maya's attempt to play peacemaker fades off into the background. I shift. Fast enough to glide through space, like a car blurring past view.

"This is Amon Waller, the Bloodthirsty Raging Blade, and master of the Bloody Blade Sect. This is the master of the Lifeless Sword Sect, Greg Yonder, also known as the Lifeless Sword." Undead Joey pretended to cough to get Chase and his group's attention, and he introduced both sect masters after that. "Who is this beauty?" Walter asked. Barry was also looking forward to the introduction. "This is the Zago princess, Lynn Nova," Undead Joey said with pride. They had connections with high-level members of the Zago race who could take on human form. He had no idea the true face of someone from the Zago race, nor did he know what low-level Zago creatures looked like. Undead Joey thought all of t

But you know how these things work, as long as he's in the midst of guys like Stephan and Zyaire, his beauty doesn't count much. Zyaire had seven friends, Stephan being number one. Except for Stephan, Tommy, and Jiro, the rest of his friends weren't much to look at. Jiro is an American Japanese. His mother is of Japanese origin. He is quiet, loves smiling with his eyes closed, silently offering his friends his chips, and almost always playing games on his phone. From what Zayne told me, he is the only one apart from Stephan he could tolerate, the only one among Zyaire's friends who genuinely cared about Zyaire. But you know Zayne, he still hates the guy because he can't stand people.

Emmi POV: I feel awkward, and a new conversation needs to start. “Why is there a guy strapped up in your room Gunner?” Dante breaks the silence and changes the subject, which I am grateful for. I now let my eyes go to Zane and finally take him in. He isn’t as big as the others, at least in height. Yet his muscles are just as big, if not bigger. His strong jawline is perfect. Yet, he is covered, his shirt buttoned all the way up, almost as if he is hiding something. What though? In those deep brown eyes, though, is pure warmth and love. I look towards Gunner. He is all muscle, big, and his blue eyes are mesmerising yet full of crazy; even I know crazy when I see it. I stay looking at him as I

There will be a Luna who holds the moon's power bound to him. "I know, my stray... I know it very well. "We are bound to meet, and I am bound to marry the powerful Luna that holds the moon's power," Drake mumbled. "And that Luna is you; you will be my queen," he added sweetly.

,said Natalie, modestly. "Okay.....one second you push a guy and he is thrown so far away and another second , you snap your fingers and everyone is convinced that you DIDNOT push that guy",said Zane "Yes well...I can do some tricks with sight..I can change what people think they saw",said Natalie "That's so coolll",said Zane "Yeah...",she said, nodding Zane just kept looking at her. Even though she told Zane that she was a human. Zane was convinced that she wasn't one. She was something else that Zane was yet to find out

Miguel scorned roguishly as he muttered under his breath. "Oh, you guys finally got out! I was afraid that I was the only one who could cross it." Zach said as he yawned loudly and stretched out lazily. "Ah, that was a good sleep. But wait… where is Zane and her majesty?" Zach was looking around and realized that Zane and Tiana were not among his buddies.

It was as if he saw something in her that even she didn’t fully understand. “You have no idea what you're dealing with, Karina,” he said softly, his voice laced with the knowledge of a thousand years. “The Third Prince of Zorana isn’t just a king. He’s the rebirth of an entire world. And you… you are the one who will make it all possible.”

Both Tien and Nian bowed at their feet. "The gods have sent us a pair of Shishi. They will help protect the village," Tien cried out with joy. "I will never get used to people's reactions," Zinjo held out his hand for Tien, "I am a mortal man, I was born to my mother Ayasu, high priestess, and slayer of the fierce Kongamato," Zinjo spoke his mother's name with pride and respect.