Anime Thug Novels & Stories

He continued pushing down until the thug’s shoulder was crushed with a loud crack. “Is it fun bullying Rheasians?” said Zayn with a cynical smile. The thug’s entire body trembled violently from the piercing pain. He lost the courage to even bear grudges against such a terrifying man. He begged for mercy continuously, tears and snot flowing freely. Zayn cursed but he did not do anything further to the thug. He said, “Leave.” The thug assumed that he had misheard him. Was the devil actually letting him go?

"Son of a bitch!" Aslan clenched his fists. He jumped to his feet, ready to strike the thug with all his might. But suddenly, one of the other thugs tugged at the back of Aslan's clothes, disrupting Aslan's movement. His body then swayed. In this situation, the thug, who was carrying a folding knife, tried to stab Aslan in the chest, but Aslan tried with all his might to avoid it. Unfortunately, Aslan's movement was not fast enough, and the knife scratched Aslan's waist, tearing his clothes at the waist.

Author's pov A loud sound of slap echoed in the room as Anirudh looked at Antara with pure shock not for once he expected her to slap him "How fucking dare you bitch to slap me?" Anirudh asked angrily "You know what bastard? Go to hell and never come back you monster! It is better to die than living with a pathetic creature like you. You are the worst " Antara said and cut her wrist with the help of the knife kept there for cutting fruit

Sasha blurted out. Aki shrugged. “Brown Slayers have full body tattoos, right? Well, it turns out Budo’s tattoos are non-tribal and resemble those of gangsters.” “What’s his spirit animal?” Sasha asked. “A hissing cockroach,” Aki replied. All three Slayers looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

He fought down a smile. Liv's breaths came quickly as her eyes locked on his body. He had muscles she hadn't even known existed. He was like a marble sculpture, all hard planes and valleys, veins popping out from his extraordinary muscles. When his thumbs tugged down his briefs, her breath caught in anticipation, but he shifted before Liv could even get a glance at what was under the black cloth. She jerked in surprise. Between one blink and the next, he'd gone from a muscled Viking warrior to a huge, white wolf. He was so large she thought he looked like one of the Dire wolves from Game of Thrones.

He grated. Angela didn't stop there. She proceeded to pull his hair causing his head to twist to the side as he threw daggers at both of them. "Awww, myyy brother is awngryyy? He doesn't like the twaste of his own medicine, awwww, sooo cwute," Angela teased, making a babyish voice causing Silvia to chuckle. "You're a f*cking bully!" Hunter roared at Angela. "I learned from the best," She mused innocently.

She stretched it out to him. "What the fuck is that?" He scowled at the paper but didn't take it. "Your payment for saving my ass. Go ahead and take it." "I don't need your money–" "You don't need one million dollars?" She scoffed in disbelief. "Are you fucking deranged or just plain stupid?" The thug chuckled dryly, spinning slowly with his face looking upwards. When his gaze returned to her, it was harder than before. "You know the shittiest thing about your kind of people? Y'all think the world revolves around you. Flick your fingers and my kind will be at your feet. And when you don't need us anymore, you kick us out and we'll be gone. Just like tamed dogs."

No one knows how these mysterious killings brought about by a veiled creature began. Some of the people interviewed by Mark in the past admit that such a being is just a myth, it only exists in one's wild imagination. Yet he believes otherwise. He is a victim of the handiwork of the manananggal. He became an unwilling orphan at a young age because of it. He vowed on the grave of his parents that he will leave no stone unturned in searching for their killer.

Devon POV: Slumping on my seat in my office, I sighed deeply. This was the first time in the thousands of years I've lived that I'd think about someone so much. The most annoying thing was that my thoughts weren't occupied by a female, but a male at that! " I'm homophobic, for goodness’ sake!” I yelled and smashed the wine filled glass I was formerly twirling. I ran my fingers through my hair, praying to the goddess that he'd leave my thought, but soon got interrupted when the door was slammed open.

“I am irritated, what do you mean by homophobic I am offended by this…how could you treat him like a sex slave because of a debt!” She yelled. “He is clearly enjoying it..what is your problem?” Antonio smirked. He grabbed the man's hair again and fix him back to his crotch. “Clean up your mess you fool”. The young man was shaking all over,he immediately started licking him off. Angela saw him thrust the sex toy slowly in and out of the man's stuffed anus,the young man moaned and asked for more. Angela closed her eyes in horror. “Stop the car right away I am done..I can't do this anymore”.