Blasphemous Double Jump Novels & Stories

"Spoilsport…" "Hey, asshole!" "Shit!" I dodged another strike from Nullifier, breaking his arm in the process before using an armpit choke slam against him. One down, I turned my attention to the Double Mint Twins wielding the knuckles. The Undine changeling screamed, curling into a ball on the seat as I attempted to save his ass. One of the knuckles cracked across my jaw, hard enough that I saw stars as the other took the opportunity to swing low aiming for my gut. Fuckers!

] Two familiar accounts appeared quickly, commenting under these supportive users. [I’m Jenny and Charlie’s father. I can confirm that Charlie was the one who took the three kids hiking, and she did it to frame Jenny. She did not expect such a severe outcome. I am embarrassed and ashamed to call myself her father. We should’ve aborted her before she was born.] [I’m Jenny’s mother. Charlie only managed to hike that mountain after she snuck a peek at Jenny’s research. She’s always been like this, thinking everything that belongs to Jenny is hers!]

*BOOM* The seemingly indestructible dummy swayed once again, evidence of the power behind the strike. The little boy’s blue eyes sparkled with determination as though finally seeing an opportunity. Still maintaining his stance- which remained unbroken after the previous attack, as though bearing no rebound effects- he whipped his left leg towards the dummy, leaving his right leg with the task of maintaining his balance. “Star flicker Extreme burst combo” Mane mumbled quietly under his breath as his leg finally connected with the dummy’s exposed chin. In that brief moment of contact, the appearance of the leg grew blurry, leaving only a deafening sound as the evidence of its contact with the

“Ride me.” I obeyed, picking up the pace, my hips rolling as I bounced on his cock, my breasts bouncing with each movement. “You like that, huh?” he snarled, his voice raw with need. “You like my cock stretching you out?” “Yes,” I moaned, my nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck yes.” He flipped us with a sudden surge of strength, pinning me beneath him, his lips crashing down on mine in a bruising kiss. His thrusts were relentless, his hips snapping against mine as he pounded into me, his cock filling me completely. I cried out, my body arching off the couch, my second orgasm building like a storm on the horizon.

Jack was the unmovable mountain the storm broke against. Viktor, driven only by the charm’s malevolent energy, felt no pain, only rage. He ignored his failing limbs and lunged forward, trying to crush Jack in a bear hug. It was a desperate, foolish move. Jack met the charge, not with force, but with technique. He dropped his center of gravity, pivoted, and used a hip throw that sent Viktor’s two-hundred-and-fifty-pound frame flying over his shoulder. Viktor crashed onto the concrete floor with a sickening crunch that echoed through the cavernous space.

*For one second I’m flying and no one can take this away from me. Stomp it. The landing echoes like thunder. *…like someone saying “I see you.”* The sky cracks violet. I laugh through tears I didn’t know I was crying. Hit the final quarter-pipe full speed. *One more. One more trick and maybe I won’t feel so alone.* Boost. Kickflip underflip → double heelflip → treble kickflip. *Let me be weightless forever.* Grab the tail late, tweak it stale. I look down.

His breathing is steady. His eyes darker now. More focused. “You’re holding back,” he says. “No,” I reply quietly. “I’m just getting started.” I lift my hand again. This time The ground responds. A crack splits the pavement beneath him, jagged lines racing outward as the surface fractures under pressure. Damon jumps back, landing cleanly as the section where he stood caves inward. Dust rises again. But this time He comes at me. Fast. Faster than before. I barely have time to react.

Derek pressed closer, lips brushing mine, hand pressing along my side, steadying, holding, anchoring the rhythm as the child pulsed sharply, energy alive, responsive, instinct bending subtly through the enemy’s hesitation. The enemy faltered, sensing more than they understood, confusion flashing in their eyes. I moved forward with precise, flowing force, hands brushing lightly, energy threading outward, coiling, shaping instinct without effort. Jax pressed against my back fully, teeth grazing lightly, growl vibrating, tail flicking, muscles taut. Derek’s lips brushed along my shoulder, hand firm, anchoring, steadying, holding rhythm as the child’s pulse flared subtly, alive, threading throug

Her fingers clawed at her cheeks, and a sickening sound of shifting bones and tearing muscle tissue filled the room, causing several council members to scramble backward in pure horror. Minutes later, the terrible screaming stopped completely, and the room fell into a deathly silence as the figure on the floor slowly began to move. Jasmine stood up from the cold floorboards and brushed the dust from her dark robes, her movements completely fluid and entirely devoid of her previous old age frailty. She lowered her hands from her face and looked directly at the assembly, revealing the exact features, height, and muscular build of the very alpha who had just challenged Damien a moment ago. The

Boom! A deafening explosion shook the heavens. After dodging James’ fierce attacks, Yianni kicked out, shattering the left wall of the formation, and then swiftly soared into the sky. James followed closely behind, executing eight consecutive steps of the Terrastride Step, instantly freezing the space. “You’re not bad with the Terrastride Step,” Yianni praised. Then, he spun around abruptly. Just as Yianni was about to ascend, James flashed in mid-air and kicked him in the head with a swift Dawnblaze Form, sending him plummeting downwards at high speed.