Death Punchies Regular Show Novels & Stories

My sister and I stood against the wall of the interrogation room. Bella kept her head lowered. She watched Mom unravel before our eyes, yet she didn’t step forward. We simply held hands. Dad was led into the mediation room next door. A police officer entered and handed him a document. “The autopsy reports are out. Raiden Stone has indeed died from an intracranial bleeding. Annabella Stone died from excessive blood loss.” Dad’s hands tightened around the papers, causing the pages to crumple beneath his grip.

"I am not your daddy, Ms. Gilbert. Let me ask you one more time. Are you going to apologize to him and promise not to be rude to him anymore next time, or should we call your mother and wait for her to settle this?" Tammy glared resentfully at Daryl before stubbornly raising her head to glare at me. I returned her stare with a cold gaze of my own. A long while later, she gritted her teeth and said indignantly, "I'll apologize." Seeing that she finally relented, I began checking on Daryl's injuries and gently touched them, feeling sorry for him. "It must really hurt, right? You don't have to go back to class today anymore. I'll bring you to the hospital to get patched up."

“She had to go back to work, or you sent her packing, asshole. I said it again. What the fuck are you going to do about it?” I punched him. Hard. He reeled back, then came right for me, slamming his fist into my jaw. The world rang. The pain was bright and sharp. Ryuji’s cane slammed against the ground. The sound echoed. “Enough,” he said sharply. “You bleed in my dungeon, as my prisoners, if you’d really like to be one, I dare the next person to square the next punch and find out how the man that just died felt.” We stopped, our breathing hard. My mouth tasted like copper.

This punch hit Harold directly in his pubic area. Harold was an ordinary person with no fighting skills at all, and Charlie’s punch was sufficient to destroy his manhood. From now on, Harold would become an impotent man. As soon as Harold felt Charlie’s punch in his lower abdomen, he could not help but to lie down on the ground as he rolled around in pain. It was the worst pain he had ever felt in his life! Not only that, but Harold did not know the consequences of this punch and how it would completely change his life.