Brutal Legend Headbangers Novels & Stories

The sound of metal meeting fleshes of these men reverberates through the grand hall as his strike connects, his aims slashing their necks. A sickening crunch echoes through the room as one of the man's head snaps back, his body propelled backward. The force of the blow sends him hurtling through the air, a grim silhouette against the grandeur of Lennon Haven. With a resounding thud, he crashes to the ground, unmoving and defeated.

In one quick, precise motion, I flicked open the blade and drove it deep into his thigh. Vitali’s scream filled the air as he staggered back, clutching his leg. All hell broke loose. Lysander lunged forward like a force of nature, pulling me into his arms and slicing Vitali’s throat in a single, brutal motion. Blood sprayed across the floor as Vitali fell, his body crumpling.

Lucas the Demon, Biggy the Godly Boxer, White Doll the Steel Limbs, Scarlet the Polar Ice, Rayne the Petrification, and Sven the Ghastly Sword. Lucas' found their names quite interesting. It looked like both Lucas and the Apocalyptic Legion had risen to fame in the Wilderness. Everyone had heard of the name Godly Boxer, Steel Limbs, Polar Ice, Petrification, and Ghastly Sword. Nevertheless, only a handful had witnessed them with their naked eyes.

At that time, Sotto's words before the match resounded in my head, “That's two hundred and seventy pounds of pure muscle trained for smashing skulls..” Smashing skulls... Bruto let out a guttural roar, the sound reverberating through the air, and brought the mallet down with brutal force aimed at Vincenzo. I couldn't bear to watch; so I shut my eyes...

I bellowed, throwing my head back in pain and slamming it into the hybrid’s skinhead with enough force that I felt the slippery skin break away and the bones of its skull poke into my heavily furred neck. “Fucking pigs!” I roared, pinpricks of rage dotting my vision as I wound one large fist around the creature’s slack neck, the slick goo of its fluids matting my fur as I snapped it up before slamming the length of the creature’s body into the stone, stomping the skull of its head until it was all but paper maché before I whirled to face the banquet hall as more screams filled the air.

I hissed, using all my strength to swing the mallet, letting it connect with the side of the lycan's head, sending it flying to the side. The lycan continued to struggle where it lay as I ran forward, lifting the mallet to strike once more. "DIE BASTARD!" I screamed, lowering the mallet and letting it connect with the lycan's head again. Like that, I swung again and again, feeling the lycan's skull crack and then seeing blood and jellified brains beginning to seep out through the lycan's ears. It was only when I heard gasps around me that I stopped and looked around.

(BJ Max) As he thinks I don’t notice what he was trying to do, I stomped on his right leg. With that single stomp, I broke his legs into two, the break bones protrude out of his flesh, and blood started to spurt out like a fountains, and the blood splattered on the pavement, and also got onto me and BJ AhYoon back as she is currently in my arms. Every one that sees this scene, were only able to keep their silence and averted their eyes, as the only sound that could be heard is BJ Max painful screams.

A big part of me feels like he doesn’t want to be here. “One time, he managed to crush the heads of 8 rogues while he was pushing through the crowd. I’ve seen it myself, and it was just pure rage,” Zeke excitedly explained with a large grin on his face as if he was talking about something entertaining. I blinked at him and looked at Amir, but he just shook his head at me. “They attack with fire, Brute hates fire.” Brute said, his voice was deep and monotone. I was surprised that he even spoke.

I think they both team up against me. Bulky raised his knife high to kill me, I used my left leg to rise high, and kick his right arm, which made his knife fly away. Before they react I used my right leg, to kick his back, so he stumbled and fell on me, I used my head to hit his head, he groaned in pain, I wiggled out my hands from the black hair's grip, I stood on my feet, I removed my shirt, reminded in my black sports bra, I tied the shirt on my cut which is bleeding heavily, once I tightened the grip, the bleeding slowed down.

His breath tickled her neck as he snickered. "Yeah?" he asked, twisting to face her with a half-smile. Lexi nodded, staring at him with the most pathetic eyes she could manage. "You're begging me?" he asked, nodding back at her. Something in his expression was dark. Scary. Without warning, he grabbed her by the hair, pulled her from the chair and shoved her to the floor. "If you wanna fucking beg, beg properly," he shouted. She winced in pain as he let go of her hair, feeling tears sting the back of her eyes.