All Might Fist Up Novels & Stories

"That's right! No one is on your side. Give it up, or I will make you pay more than you will for that bloody nose." *** Nate managed to track down Allie before she slipped in her bedroom. She was idly walking towards the entrance when he spotted her and yelled. "Allie!" The concrete cut into his soles of the socks and the air nipped at his skin, but he pushed until he was mere inches behind her. Nate had no time to look for his shoes, so he simply slipped on his socks and ran out of the frat house. "Allie, please! Let me explain!" She slowed her stride and Nate gasped in relief, but his relief was short-lived when she turned and showed him the middle finger. Whew.

One day, after a particularly heated argument with his eldest sister, Allu snapped. He grabbed her by the arm and began to drag her towards the front door. "Where are you taking me?" she demanded, struggling against his grip. Allu didn't respond. He simply continued to pull her along, his face set in a grimace of rage. When they reached the front yard, Allu shoved his sister to the ground. The neighbors were out, as they often were, fucking each other in the open air. They paused their activities to watch the spectacle unfolding before them.

SWISSSHHHHHH "Four element fist, azure dragon fist! Die, you bastard!" "You bastard, you want to attack me again, no! Devil's fist swallows the world," BOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM

Striker and Steel should have an opportunity to participate in the fun too. Together we race up the stairs to the second floor. The moment we slam the door open, three men come rushing at us. I turn my body and shove the first one down the stairs. Siren slams her fist into the face of the second one and I grab the third guy by the balls. He pulls his fist back to slam it in my face, but I grin as Fallon extends her claws. “You BITCH!” he screams. He lands a punch before I can rip his balls off, but it’s not as hard as it would have been if Fallon hadn’t moved as fast as she did.

That time, when Zhou Fu found that his grandfather did not react to his punch, Zhou Fu cursed repeatedly while clenching his fists furiously. “Next time, I will make grandpa scream in pain from my punch!” Zhou Fu tried to clench his own fists against his little belly, trying to see for himself whether the punch was really itchy on the skin. When his fist landed perfectly on his own stomach, Zhou Fu immediately let out a groan as he bent over holding his stomach with both hands. Anya's race doesn't itch at all.

Andrew's face turned red with anger when he heard Allan's words that were deliberately directed at him. "So where do I start to beat you up? Hands? Feet? Or that rotten face of yours?" Allan started to clench his hands into fists then stretched them together bringing his fingers together to stretch.

“Arrrggghh!!!” James shouted loudly as he banged his right fist right against of the wall of his room about immediately. Making the part of the wall of his room he had beaten into appear small cracks around it right now on there. James didn't even care at all if now his right fist started to look red with spots of blood starting to come out of the wounds that had arisen on there right now.

He raises his fist again and connects it to my face. My head snaps to the side, but I quickly meet his gaze. “That's eight punches. Ready for your share?“ I don't give him time to respond. I drive my head forward, cracking my forehead hard against his nose. The sickening crunch of cartilage is satisfying. Axel releases the robe, staggering back, groaning, and clamping his hands to his face as blood immediately begins to pour down his chest. I use the momentum to spin, drop the ruined robe to the floor, and plant my feet.

Against them all. A fist landed over my stomach, pushing me backward and slamming me hard against the car's door. I flung my arm to try and defend myself, but as I fought one guy, the other's fist flew on me, it collided at my shoulder and a loud groan of pain rumbled from my throat as I felt my bones crack under their merciless attack.

He lifted his fist, his elbow pulling back before it flew forward and slammed into my stomach. Fuck! Get up, Kacie! Get up right now! I can’t even breathe, Ath. How am I supposed to get up? GET UP! The mud man had me pinned beneath him, both thighs were on either side of my body. Leaves and worms fell from him as I stared up at him. Fist after fist met with my stomach and I groaned as stars danced in front of my eyes. I needed to do something and fast. I tried to do what I did just a few minutes before.