Anime Thug Novels & Stories

Even so, he was fully aware that this was his son. My biological son... My son who suffered all sorts of hardships since he was young, my son that I have never shown any care or love toward.. Anthony lay comatose after being badly injured, and the thugs had evacuated without a trace, going so far as to take their corpses with them too. Despite all that, Anthony was holding a piece of cloth in his hand in a death grip. It was a piece of cloth he had torn off from the other party's clothes at the risk of his life. Moreover, that piece of cloth had a logo on it. It was a logo Nathan knew very well, it belonged to the Bowen Family. It's the Bowen Family again!

He hoped that his taunts would make the thugs change their minds and want to cooperate with him because he felt his pride was being trampled on. "How dare Granny insult us! I've told you many times, if we're not afraid! Don't just insult us losers!" cursed the Head Thugs angrily. It felt like the man with the burly body and the tattoos that almost covered his entire body wanted to strangle those fussy and reckless grandmothers. However, he was still clear enough to commit such a crime. "Come on, you are great and strong.

However, on the night of my 18th birthday, the first crack started to form in my carefully-crafted armor. I'd just gotten off work from the graveyard shift and was on my way back to my dormitory when I ran into a group of drunk street thugs. Just as they were about to force me to my wits' end, Vernon suddenly appeared out of nowhere. After chasing off the thugs, he gathered me in his arms even though my knee was bleeding from earlier. His hug threw me completely off guard. It felt like the strange yet familiar warmth of a father's hug—big, strong, and safe.

“And what makes me different from the others? I have the higher shares…” “You will be earning higher than they do” I said, stopping him, not wanting him to ask too many questions. He clenched his fists and shaking my head. I watched as he motioned for his lawyers to leave. I nodded at mine to go, and raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for him to speak, curious about what he had to say. The man chose to play with fire, and I was simply here to respond to him. If he believed that he could threaten my mate or her brother, then he was going to be very surprised when he found that he was facing me. The man may be a Lycan, but does not know who or what the fuck he’s gotten himself into. “What are y

My clothes clung to my skin, soaked and freezing, and my head pounded like someone had used it for a drum. I blinked hard, trying to focus. Dim warehouse light, concrete floor and just two windows. Four big, ugly thugs circled me now, grinning like hyenas who’d just won the lottery. “Aw, look at that…the cutie’s finally awake from her beauty sleep,” one of them sneered, cracking his knuckles. Tattoos crawled up his neck like snakes. “Sleep well, princess?” Another one laughed, low and dirty. “Bet she’s wondering where her rich hubby is now.”

“Andy!” “Boss!” “Boss!” Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Andrius. The thugs reacted strongly to Andrius’ deafening entrance. The expressions on their faces went through multiple changes. From a vicious look to a blank look, then a mortified one, they all happened within half a second. The thugs used to work for Jamire Ringstone. They knew there was someone in Sumeria who could erase them from existence with ease, someone that they could not afford to offend. Now, that particular someone appeared before them.

So he crouched to the ground and focused. Jai saw as the debris floated slowly back to the thug. They swirled slowly around the thug's hands and forming some sort of dirty gloves--no wait, let me correct that. The dirt formed a rocky-gauntlet like thing, around the thug's hands. Then he stood up and growled loudly like an angry bear. "GRAAAHHHH!!" The thug yelled loudly. And then he readied his dirt-gloved hands in front of his chest, making a stance like a wrestler about to hit his opponent.

the man said. "did you just called me a primal animal?".T-Rex asked as he stared into the man eye, but the man seemingly not ready to back down maintained the eye contact . "you called me a pervert yourself so don't you think it won't be right if I don't call you something myself," the man said. "aren't you a pervert, your name is Henshitu-sha and can be literally translated as pervert," T-Rex said not trying to back out either.

But to them, my silence was as good as a confession. "Nothing to say now, huh?" Antonio weighed the bottle in his hand, a cruel smirk spreading across his face. "Pretty soon, we're going to strip you down and see what tattoos you're hiding. The mafia loves their crosses and their saints. I bet you're no different." In less than ten minutes, the roar of motorcycles echoed from beyond the yard. The front door flew open with a kick, and five thugs with dyed hair and tattooed sleeves barged in. "Boss, where's the guy?"

They're not worth it! Thug 2: Not yet (he grabs his small kn! fe which falls on the floor and stabs Austin in his back) Austin: (shouts) Ahhhhh!!! (The two thugs run away from them) Austin: (groaning in pain) Blair... I'm... sorry... Blair: Shhh, Conserve your energy. (Meanwhile) (The thugs run to the main road) Thug 2: I'm too tired, I can't trek any longer