Novel & Cerita Blitz X Striker

The Striker was thrown violently off the ramp, plummeting down into the flooded lower levels of the Ark. "We're ten floors down!" Dax yelled into the comms. "Hold on, Mia!" THE PENTHOUSE Reyes was losing the wrestling match. The Abyssal-Striker was simply too strong, its hydro-pressurized servos overpowering her human strength. It pinned her to the floor, raising the humming harmonic blade to plunge it into her chest.

"Hmph!" Gunnr swung his blade. The strike was brutal, enveloping both Ray and Travis. Ray had no choice but to use Exile on both of them, just to deflect the edge of the attack. Blade after blade, Gunnr struck with a cold, mocking grin. "I can swing like this all day. Can you keep using your powers nonstop?" He wasn't bragging. Beast-types were essentially upgraded combat-types. Their advantage was insane explosive power and seemingly limitless endurance. When Gunnr claimed he could slash all day… he absolutely meant it.

It exploded into splinters with a loud BOOM and somehow, someway, the walls remained intact this time. I blinked. “Okay. Not bad.” Trisha turned to me, panting but grinning like she’d just saved the world. “I call it Moon Blast!” “Of course you do,” I said, lips twitching. Ashton leaned in. “She’s getting scary good.” “She’s barely five,” I whispered. “Exactly.” Trisha charged at me next, laughing. “Now it’s your turn!” “Oh no. Nope. I’m just the coach...ahh!” I ducked as she sent a mini bolt zipping over my head.

"Those are party tricks. The heavenly flames will burn through all that flashy nonsense." Gideon stowed the broken blade, then launched a punch. It was the Solar Titan Fist, laced with the Earthcore Flame. Instantly, it shattered the blade arc. The Earthcore Flame incinerated every ghostly thing in the wind to ash. The gale collapsed, too. Right then, Tristan appeared right in front of Gideon, sneering. "Of course, I didn't expect that move to hurt you. That wind was just a cover. This is the real killing move. The ninth style, Dragona Strike!"

"Why are you doing this? Do you know that this is a real blow to me?" Kristen still hasn't answered. A few seconds later, I don't know what exactly happened but she suddenly squatted down in pain. "Help! She... She's going to kill me and my baby!" she shouted and ran to the door. I saw blood flowing down the curve of her leg on the floor. "Help me! My sister's trying to kill me!" My eyes widened in shock at run to her. "What are you saying?!" "My sister wants to kill my baby! Help us!

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

"JumpStart, quick! You see that giant blaster on the right arm. You need to disable it before it can charge again!" "On it," I say with a nod of my head. Doing the same as SpeedBlade, I run toward Silent as he keeps on smoking and spinning. Waiting for the right moment, I jump and land on the right arm. Raising my stun baton, I stab the weird-looking blaster and turn it on. Electricity pours out and the blaster starts to shake and lights up. It doesn't take long before the blaster itself starts to smoke as well. Taking my baton back, I jump off and land on my feet. Looking back, I see the blaster breaks right off.

He swiped my hands away, trying to cover his face. "That's enough!" His voice rose as he simultaneously raised his hand and slapped me hard across the face. My face whipped to the side, my cheek screaming in pain, as my hands paused their attack at the strike of pain. Drake undid my pants and lifted off of me to pull them down. I snapped back to the fight and, without his weight upon me, used the opportunity to scramble from beneath him. I didn't need my stupid pants. I needed the gun. I scrambled to my feet and made another run for it.

Hearing a click, he knew it was a misfire—probably due to defective ammunition—of all the luck. Instead, he used it like a spear, jabbing the nearest target in the chest. Four men immediately pounced, striking, and he fought blindly, exchanging well-placed blows. “You can have me! Leave him.” Chantal threw herself into the fight, and Gage grappled to stop her. Meaty arms gripped her around the waist and dragged her away. Harris. Gage clashed against the hammering fists and weapons. A blow to the back of his thigh toppled him. With another strike to the head, he collapsed under an onslaught.

her raw voice brutal against her ear. Blaze struggled against her, shooting her right leg out but her movements were far too slow. Hands moving from her waist, the stranger seized her arms, trapping them to her side. "If you even give me pleasure for ten hours, that won't mean anything to me, cause' I'm horny as hell," Blair whispered in her ear before pushing her roughly further into the ground, the agile gesture causing Blaze to stumble almost falling flat on her face. "We aren't giving you a bullet for free, mother fuckers!" Giovanni brought a whole army of the guys, Blaze's guys were nothing compared to them.