Damage Novels & Stories

I kept hitting him insanely until Daniel back was slammed hard against mirror wall ‘CRACK..... CRACK... Clankxxxx........... CRACK......’ entire wall mirror got shattered into sharp piercing piece Daniel entire face by now had turned into deeper shade or purple and blue, thin streams of blood was oozing out from his forehead , hands and neck... however my anger was not calmed, I was here with intent to kill this motherfucker.... As Daniel struggled to stand up on his feet’s I mercilessly pulled him up by his collars and roughly pushed him down in front of my stepmother, by witnessing the fearful look in her eyes I could tell she herself was scared to death....

Confusion was written on his face as he still couldn’t make head or tail of what had just transpired. Frowning, Kayson sighed. “Well, it was a nice punch. You didn’t fail your reputation as a warlord. Even though I’ve used the Advanced Titanium Technique and the Aquale Armor to mitigate 90% of the damage, the 10% damage that went through my defense still caused me some damage. You really are powerful!”

Suddenly, did something unnecessary like that. When the hotel staff opened the bathroom door. Daisy was lying in the hot warm in the bathtub, her face seemed relaxed. There were people interrupting her relaxing, Daisy was really surprised. She sat up in a hurry, quickly asked “what’s wrong?” Dash really wanted to eat Daisy, taught her a lesson but the hotel staff tried to avoid fighting “She is Ok. That is great. Don’t need to be angry.” After that the hotel staff left. Dash rushed into the bathroom like the wind. Daisy got out of the bathroom from inside. By inertia, Daisy fell into Dash's arms, both of them plopped down on the cold floor.

Lanna screams at me but before I can take a step a crack sounds in the air and as if in slow motion I see a bullet zip through the air and I change course running to Lanna but it too late the bullet has hit her in the chest, She is dead instantly, the anger inside of me wells, I can feel Sandy shaking, within seconds I'm standing on four legs ready to rip these rogues to hell, the dirt starts spinning around me but before I can leap at the first rogue something hits me in my hind leg, I look down and see a small dart, I can feel my body shaking, struggling to stay upright, my eyes start getting heavy, I can't seem to fight the darkness that is engulfing me. My wolf whimpers as she hears the

he joked. "No, this looks serious. Come on, can you stand? We should get you checked out. Damon tried to stand, but he forced all of his weight onto Scar, and they stumbled back onto the ground. The last thing he remembered was the shiny patch of metal where Stanley had spilled his blood, and a gentle voice before everything went dark. " Heal ! Heal! Heal!"

"Argh!" Damien cried out in pain, flew backward hundreds of meters, and crashed to the ground. He coughed up blood. He struggled to get up but ultimately found himself too weak to stand.

I launched at Damian with all the strength I could muster. My muscles coiled, and in one swift movement, my foot connected with his face. The impact sent a shockwave up my leg, and the satisfying crunch of bone echoed in my ears. Damian stumbled back, his body jerking as he struggled to maintain his balance. For a moment, I thought he might fall. But no—his strength was impressive. He wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand and looked at me with a twisted smile.

Damien's expression shifted slightly as he took in her disheveled appearance. Blood streaked down her neck, and bruises marred her delicate skin. Her forehead was still bleeding from a gash, and her swollen cheek was evidence of the violence she had endured. The temperature in the warehouse dropped and everyone felt a murderous aura while Damien hands balled into fists at his sides as anger flared within him—not at her, but at the ones who had dared to hurt her.

“I got this” I feel defeated and I leave the room as Meme returns into the room with the clothes for Loyalty. Some of the women have started cleaning Sofie’s splattered blood from the walls and floor, and I sink onto the couch. “Man, she fucking tore Sofie up”, says Dan.

she called her father to eat. (Dad) * spit the food out* YOU GOOD FOR NOTING CHILD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HUH? I SHOULD HAVE FORCED THAT WOMAN TO ABORT YOU WHEN SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH YOU! Her father spat the spaghetti at her face. and walked out. Earlier that night