Butcher Wally Novels & Stories

She raised her hands in mock surrender, allowing Tiffany to continue. "Anyway, before I was rudely interrupted, Zachary had this one kid pick on him all the time. His name is Danny Wheeler. He goes to Westfield Academy and is the captain of their football team. He couldn't play the last game because he was sick though." "Could you imagine if Wheeler faced Zachary on the field?" Maya snorted. Tiffany stifled a chuckle, as if it were the funniest thing she'd ever heard. "He'd lose his mind."

Louis led his men in a rampage, smashing everything they saw and hacking at every box in sight. "Darryl Bishop! Get out here and die!" But instead of me, a nearly seven-foot-tall bald brute appeared, his face especially fierce. This bald brute was infamously known as "The Butcher" in the neighborhood—extremely short-tempered and brutally ruthless. A few days ago, I had deliberately rented this storefront to him at a bargain price, letting him use it as a temporary warehouse for storing his goods. Now, The Butcher stood there, staring at the shattered goods strewn across the floor, his face twitching violently.

When he saw that it was a call from Waltz Fleur, he immediately picked up. “Waltz!” Alex said. “Senior, I’ve found out who killed Anthony Pattingson,” Waltz said. “Oh? Who is it?” Alex’s gaze turned sharp. “Someone from Budweiser Martial Arts Center,” Waltz said. “What is that place?” Alex had never even heard of it before.

The blood oozing out of it made me freeze on my spot, my insides trembling in fear. I badly wanted to scream at Cassius' ears how idiotic he was acting. These people are holding weapons for goddess’ sake! And aside from having nothing to defend ourselves, we were outnumbered and outskilled! What is this moron doing, provoking them?They’re cold-blooded murderers! “You better shut your filthy mouth, you mongrel child,” Wally hissed furiously at Cassius who was standing stiffly in front of me, not even looking the slightest bit cowered. He doesn’t even look like he’s in pain! How thick is this bastard’s skin?

Fusae said with serious expression since no matter how long it was, she felt that it was quite hard to believe that someone had 52 more muscle densities than an average person. '52 times muscle density...' Monica was wondering whether it meant Wakatsuki was 52 stronger than normal people, but whether Wakatsuki was really 52 times stronger than a normal person or not, the fact that Wakatsuki was strong didn't change. "Then what about that elderly man?" Monica asked, and at the same time, he couldn't help but lament, thinking that it was hard to see the difference between a killer and a normal person. He knew very well the identity of the elderly man was the patriarch of the famous assassinati

When I was about to enter my classroom, these two idiots stopped me and push me at the corner, "Hey cutie, didn't I told you to give me your number ? Common don't be shy I Know you wanna have some fun with us too" So ... this is Jack and Jimmy , both are known as a bully and they always annoy poor or scolership students like me. They are one of those low thinker people who believe education in this popular University is only for wealthy brats like them so they annoy and bully who isn't as rich as them..... I really hate basterds like them. I feel so disgusted when they were eying me from head to toe and 'baby' that sounded like a dirty swear word to me ____ it's kinda strange how I never fel

Being the only outed kid, and having regular orgasms, I count myself lucky. Lucky my wolf mocks, and I roll my eyes. He hates everyone and everything, I swear. Always raining on my parade. I shut my locker, and start making my way to lunch, turning the corner- "Oopff" i run into something, well someone and my things go everywhere. I huff, and my eyes land on- fuck. Axton Walker, and his stupid ass friends. John, Jake and fucking Adam. They're all on our football team, and they're all douchebags. Axton's dad's brother is our Alpha. So they think they're hot shit because of it.

Episode 11 The death of drake soon spread all over Greenville and to those who knows him outside Greenville. For the past two weeks since his death, Bella stayed locked in her room even are dad couldn't get her out. "Those witches will pay" Ray said dividing on of the lockers in his office into two, then kicked it away destroying another set of vase. "You have to calm down Ray" James said and Ray stared deadly at him. "You say calm down, the vampires, hunters and witches have done it. I will show them what true war is" Ray said and James chuckled like he wanted this for a long time.

“Quit while you’re ahead, Butcher. You know what happens to snitches…” They were mauled in the street, on the way to the car after a nice meal at their favorite restaurant, in broad daylight in the midst of afternoon traffic. Stabbed with knives from every direction, they would have thirty knife wounds before they hit the street—and the attackers would blend into the crowd. There were more codes than mine. “So, you do know him?” “If you wanted to play poker, you should have brought the cards.” I smirked slightly at the joke. “I’ll find him.”