Anime With Anti Hero Mc Novels & Stories

His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

“Yes, Patrick. Yes. That is exactly what I think. I think you want to be criminals — I think you love being criminals.” “We don’t love being criminals—” “You do, I can tell. You don’t need the money from your, what even is it? Your cage matches?” “It’s just underground MMA, that’s all. It’s unregulated, that’s all it means.” He pulled over to the side of the road and looked me square in the eye. “Why do you think we do what we do, huh? Any of the Claws. Why do you think we do it?”

Alpha Jones held his hand to lift him up but he resisted. "That's who he is. He came to disunite us in this Manor" Sophie buttressed. "Yes, this is who I am" Scott stood up to his feet. His face had changed. He was no longer looking like Scott. His face was disgusting with a long scar running across his face. "Then who the hell are you?" Sophie challenged him. "I am Kratos" he said boldly. "Kratos or Scott or whatever you are" Alpha Jones paused to stare at Sophie. "You are still my Beta and that will remain as that" he enforced stamping his foot on the ground.

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The human version of Hulk as the announcer had called him. He stared at me with bloodshot eyes, like a predator ready to devour its prey. He had eliminated four men before me. I was the last guy on the list since my entry came late. I hadn't planned on going to fight but after Kris shut me out, I needed to take my anger out on something or particularly someone. I'd never been good with anger management. When vexed, someone dies. It's how I'd been trained. The bell went off signalling for the fight to start. Hulk charged at me and a smile broke out of my face.

One level below them was another booth—one reserved for the leaders of each Lycan camp. Nothing could’ve prepared me for seeing Phineas Striker in the flesh yet again. I was hit with such visceral hatred that a snarl built in my chest. The repeated crack of a whip rang in my ears. We locked eyes, and his lips tipped up at the corner. It was such a subtle change that no one would’ve noticed it, but I did. The fucker knew—somehow knew—that I was reliving that day again and again and again. Standing at his side was Annika Antonov, and Kofi Mohamad.

,he nodded as if memorizing their names. "I'll kill them all... I promise I will",he said not taking his eyes off me for any moment. "Why? ",I asked, because why would he want to kill people for me? fight for me? "Because... you are MINE... and any one that hurt you past of present is my enemy... and it sickens me to even imagine another man's hands on you... fuck no I'll so kill them... but I'll leave Mario for you... but for the others, I swear I'll kill them "

A boy with the looks of an angel but a heart of a devil. 'Then we have the prodigy rookie swordsmen whose name will one day be spread across the continent.’ Maria's eyes were locked onto a boy with reddish-orange hair and dark orange eyes. ‘Carter Mcbane, the stoic handsome type who believed in the idea that women and children should be protected.' Even Maria would admit to drooling over his fan art pic, showing his impressive fit physique along with a set of sculpted abs that caused fangirls all over the internet to nose bleed.

[Status] Name: Anthony marc Level:1 AGE: 18 Species: Human (Otherworlder) Titles: Hero Class: None ART: Holy light User (ability to wield all holy magic. Holy and light magic increase levels more easily) Claymore Arts Lvl 1 Hydro Arts Lvl 1 ( water) Pyro Arts Lvl 1 (fire ) Geo Arts Lvl 1 (earth) Anemo Arts Lvl 1 (wind) Light Arts Lvl 1 Language Comprehension Growth After looking at Anthony's status, Ladia and the knights reacted with surprise. " He is only level 1 !?"

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.