Anya Punching Damian Novels & Stories

Damian scowled, his features contorted with determination, his eyes burning with a fiery red glow. “Come on! Come on!!!" he bellowed, his voice dripping with defiance. Lucian was the first to engage, his strength and speed formidable, but Damian proved to be stronger and faster. In a split second, Damian evaded Lucian's extended, razor-sharp claws, seizing Lucian and flinging him aside effortlessly. Peterson lunged at Damian with the dagger, but Damian evaded the attack like a phantom. You couldn't touch him. Peterson's strike missed, leaving him vulnerable to a fierce backhanded slap that sent him sprawling to the floor.

“ Go ahead . I am curious to see whether you are brave enough to slap me . “ said Damian . “ Don’t test me Damian ! “ said Antonio . “ I am testing you Antonio . “ said Damian . Antonio managed to release himself from his arms and slapped Damian hard on the face . “ You….You dared to slap me ? “ said Damian angrily but mostly shocked . Others wouldn’t even dare to stare at him in an annoyed way despite everything he did yet Antonio not only dared to glare at him , he also dared to slap him .

Not yet. Damian was relentless, his attacks coming faster now. I could feel the exhaustion creeping in, my body aching from the blows we had exchanged. But I couldn’t afford to falter. Not when Mandy and Emily were depending on me. In a split-second decision, I grabbed a nearby metal pipe, swinging it toward him with all the strength I had left. The blow landed with a sickening thud, striking Damian in the side. He staggered, a grunt of pain escaping his lips as he dropped to one knee.

Whoever punches him, he or she must be good. “Lady Lena, punched him, Your Highness,” Damian said, and he contained his smile. “…and it was epic.” “I already like her. She’s one brave soul.” And I can’t help myself to laugh as if Matias found his match. “You should really see his face,” Damian added. “Do you want me to do a background check, Sir Matias? It seems you’ll need it sooner or later.”

Damian looked at his face with murderous eyes and punched on his already bruised jaw hard making blood splatter from his mouth with bone cracking voice, Johnathan stumbled back and was about to fall on the floor but Damian grabbed him by his collar. "You bastard, when I clearly told you that she is not available then how dare you touch her..." Every cell in Johnathan's body filled with fear when he realised that his death is standing in front of him, he knows the consequences of disrespecting Damian and now no one can save him from his wrath... "Please trust me, she threw herself on me and when I denied she attacked me..." He again lied... "You fucking liar..." Damian punched him in the stom

Damian was downing a black addidas sport trouser and an armless addidas top that showcased his well sculptured built, he was punching the black punching bag and it swings according to the rhythm he wanted it to. Stephan walked in grinning from ear to ear, he decided to throw a sneak attack on Damian thinking that he wouldn’t know since he was busy with the punching bag, Stephan stretch his leg to give Damian a kick but Damian caught his legs with one hand and throw him back making him hit his back at the wall across the hall, both of them starts fighting and quickly not up to five moves from Stephan, he was on the floor panting heavily

It hurts badly and my tears intensified. Where the heck is Alex! I thought, getting mad at him already. Alex, come save me, please! I cried. Damian walked hurriedly to me. He bent to my level and tried carrying me up when Alex's voice shook the area. “Stop!” Alex thundered. He rushed over to Damian and punched him across the face. Damian stumbled on the floor, blood seeping out of his lips. He glared at Alex. “Shit! Who are you bastard!”

Like he as been waiting his entire like to do this. "Since you don't want to talk, I guess you'll do it the hard way," she heard him say and before she could react, she felt a brutal punch to her lower abdomen. She yelled as pain washed over her, involuntary tears were rolling down her face as another blow hit her. "Wait…. I think she's willing to talk now," Damian's voice came again and the punched stop. "Damian…I promise I don't…." "Exactly what I don't want to hear. Carry on boys."

His fist connected with the center of Damian’s face with a sickening, heavy CRACK. The force of the blow lifted Damian off his feet, sending him crashing backward onto the concrete floor. The medical analysts let out a collective gasp, scrambling backward as Damian clutched his instantly bleeding nose, screaming in pain. Julian stepped forward, his heavy leather dress shoe coming down hard on top of Damian’s fractured right arm. "AAARRGH!" Damian shrieked, his face turning entirely purple as he convulsed on the floor.

I spun on my heel, and without giving a single damn who it was, I drew back my arm and threw a hard right hook straight into the bastard’s jaw. "Fuck!" my bruised knuckles screamed, and so did Damian Varga as the impact cracked across his face. Damian slammed both hands over his nose, blood immediately spurting out through his fingers and dripping down his leather vest. "You crazy bitch!" "I told you three times this week, it's never going to happen, Damian!" I stared daggers at him, my jaw clenched so hard my teeth ached. Damian dropped his hands, exposing his bloody face as his lips pulled back in a nasty sneer. "I’m going to teach you some fucking manners right here on the floor."