Berserkofgluttony Novels & Stories

Ruby swooped to the right, pulling Nya out of the way of that arrow and then followed Gavin’s dragon up into the air for a returning pass. It was then that Nya saw Slate. He was in his human form, on top of the castle on one of the turrets, fighting against a mob of Beelzanborg soldiers. His brother was by his side, and the two of them were making short work of the group as it was. But since Ruby was nearing their position, she lowered her head and sent a burst of fire at the Beelzanborg troops, hitting several of them, knocking many of them to the ground, many of them on fire.

Wait, why does he look like a real berserker? Jeje flies through the sky by boosted by the fire igniting on his back like a real Gundam. He flies tearing the wing with his piercing hand and flies back tearing it again. He keeps doing that that Ahol wings are full of holes. Buriko beats the Tasmanian Devil with his ax in rampaging mode. Why does he really resemble Heracles?!

Aegeus's eyes flashed with inspiration. His mind was a mess and his reasoning was clouded, yet he could feel the spirit of war bubbling within him. His power as a Berserker filled his bones with strength and made them tougher than the most precious of stones. His muscles were akin to the thick hide of an Ascension Beast - a beast of divinity - and the blood that run through his veins were as precious as gold. The rubies lodged within his eye sockets gleamed as a great thirst for battle filled his bones. His arms ached, but he was a Body Wielder! Pain, persistence and endurance were his bread and butter! Unless his bones were crushed to dust and his muscles torn to bits, he would still fight!

He blew cold air on my throbbing and extremely sensitive clit, causing my body to jolt up. Goosebumps rose to the surface of my skin as he started sucking on my clit making a loud moan erupt from my lips. His tongue glides over my seeping folds causing me to slowly rotate my hips. I mentally hated him and wanted nothing more but for him to get off of me, but for some reason my body was praising him. He shoved his tongue into my core flicking it vigorously. His tongue moved swiftly as he ruthlessly eat me out, showing no signs of remorse for my body.

Then he would face the embodiment of terror. With supernatural speed, I darted across the street and dove into the alley between the two buildings. Bastard didn’t know he was dealing with an enforcer from the Volkovs, the notorious werewolf mafia, and my adopted family. Few outside of our pack knew we were actual werewolves and we liked it that way. My claws extended and I raked them down the side of the dumpster. I heard his heart rate speed up, and I smiled. “You stole from the wrong person,” I said, adding a growl at the end.

No, it was not just the three of them as the few remaining experts in their forces also surrounded Gluttony. “Bloodstained Sea!” Furious, Gluttony immediately used his powerful secret art. A fierce Gluttony blood shadow appeared in the air, swinging its claws at the experts. However, to his surprise… “Dragon’s Roar!” “Fiend King’s Daylight Curse!” “Purple Sky Thunder!” The three leaders did not hold back with their attacks. Under their continuous bombardment, even Gluttony could not withstand it. In less than five seconds, he was blown away, heavily injured, and coughing up blood.

The Eater went down hard, but I didn't wait around to see what happened next. I raised the rod and went after the next one hitting it in its stomach with a perfectly aimed blow. It rolled off Benny caught off guard since its entire attention was centered on getting his soul. Benjamin rolled up swiftly then grabbed the Eater before it could recover and threw it as hard as he could. The creature went flying and didn't even graze the low wall around the roof before going over the side.

[AZTEC] "You would leave me, the woman who was beside you, for a woman who is clearly lying to you? You’re pathetic, Aztec,” Beatrice said and Aztec let out a growl. It wasn't the growl of power, but it was the growl that reminded him of his guilt.

Becky rolls her eyes at me after she manages to give me the final stitch. ‘You’re the Lord of our coven, who's supposed to be strong and powerful, yet here you are being the biggest sook over a few stitches.’ ‘You just gave me six stitches on my arm and another fourteen on my chest! So that’s more than a few stitches.’ ‘The lion’s breath was supposed to make you brave and not sook the entire time. Must have been a dud bottle,’ Becky laughs.

TK reached for the Twinkie and Christopher's hand shot out, gripping the other man's wrist tightly but not painfully. "Not the Twinkie." The black man dropped the snack cake and only then did Christopher release his grip. TK scowled. "You gonna heat that spaghetti up?" "Nope." He opened the lid and forked cold congealed spaghetti into his mouth. TK made gagging sounds. Everyone ate a lot, but not everyone ate the way Beast did. But not everyone worked out the way he did, either.