Block Shot Kennedy Ryan Novels & Stories

The sound of him headbutting Shane is as loud as thunder. “We aren’t together, Shane. We’re just friends! Please,” I beg. Donny swings again, but he grabs his arm and removes it from his body. It isn’t a clean slice this time. It’s savage, rough, and I’ll never forget the sound of his bone popping out of his shoulder. Donny throws his head back and howls before falling to his knees. His eyes find mine as Odis continues to cart me away. “Fuck!” Donny yelled.

The man remained motionless like a statue, his deep black eyes like the bottom of an abyss; no one could see through his mind. Seeing Ryan standing still, Kent snorted in annoyance; he reached into the cage and grabbed my hair, pulling me up, suddenly in pain that I lost control and groaned. Ryan's eyes moved a little at this time, and his calm face seemed to crack. “Let her go!” He screeched every word. "If you hesitate, I will not give her brain a few holes. My gun has never stopped without smelling blood, and I have never shot target slip." Kent laughed with amusement, the air of a man who had the upper hand.

So when he attacks, trying to grab me, I surprise him by stepping to the side a throw a hit on his shoulder. Ryan’s eyes go big as he stands up and looks at me. He tries again, only for me, this time knocking him to the ground by swiping his legs away with a kick to his hip. “Fuck,” He mutters as he stands up, thinking he can surprise me and goes to grab me, only for me to block him and push him away.

“You know just as I will you would be ripped to pieces if you don’t.” “She would be dead, so I would win old man. I’ve always hated you Russians, you and your selfishness.” Ryan said looking at him. “I’m surprised you are here at all, you haven’t been in her life for twenty years but here you are asking for her release.” He said pointing the gun at him. “Maybe I’ll kill you now!” he said pulling the trigger but being tackled by someone. Ryan let go of Beth, she scrambled away, into Bobby’s hands.

He punched Kellan again, knocking him flat onto the floor. Ryder stood over him, breathing heavily, his fists trembling. He raised his hand again. Suddenly, strong arms wrapped around him from behind. “That’s enough! Ryder!” Ryan shouted as he pulled him back. Ryder struggled for a second, still trying to reach Kellan. “Let go of me!” “I said enough!” Ryan snapped. “You’ll kill him!” Ryder finally stopped, his chest heaving. His eyes stayed locked on Kellan, who lay on the floor, bloodied and glaring back at him.

She looks away. "What do you expect? That I stay with you while you sleep with anyone?" "What are you talking about?" "You're such a jerk. You were flirting with that blonde in front of me." "I'm not sleeping with anyone but you. I was just being nice downstairs. Just like you did with that jerk, Kent." "You're a jerk, Ryan, and I don't know what's happening to me. I'm..." "Jealous."

James heaved a sigh of relief. His face beamed with happiness. "Who are you?" Kevin stared into Ryan's face. He looked tall and hefty. Ryan ignored him and twisted his arm. Kevin screamed. "Leave me alone! Who the f*ck are you?" Ryan didn't release him. "I'll release you if you say the right words to James." "I'm sorry. James, I'm sorry! Ahhh!" The pain was excruciating and it felt like his bone had dislocated.