Fighting Back Novels & Stories

He coughed up spit and mucus, and he fell to the floor. “Sure, you do.” Chris got back to his feet, clutching his chest. He raised his fist into a defensive position, guarding his face. People were crowding around Chris and Peter, forming a ring around them. He knew there was no backing down from this fight. “That’s awful brave of you to stand back up. Most people admit defeat by now.”

I slapped them both on the shoulder which made them take a step back. "Jeez woman after being beaten up you still have strength." Harry said and I smiled. Sean had broken free from the rest and soon everybody was fighting everybody other than me. Sean and Stephan were back at hitting each other and I could hear the sirens outside. I limped to where Sean was on top of Stephen punching him and the other guy's defenses were weak. After all age does take a toll sometimes.

Levi realized Doriane stopped talking and took some deep breaths, knowing she was watching him and making sure he was okay before continuing. He had to know. Taking a deep breath didn’t relieve the pressure on his jaw or in his hands, but it did allow him to push out his wolf for the time being. “Did he… do it?” Relief poured through him to see her head shake. “No. When he came, I fought back. I’m never supposed to fight back, but I couldn’t take that kind of punishment. I hit him in the head with a bottle. There was so much blood, I was sure I killed him. So I ran.”

We had to retreat to fight another day. “Fall back!” I commanded, my voice resolute and unwavering. “Retreat to our territory! We will regroup and fortify our defenses!” The words reverberated through the chaos, rallying the remaining warriors. They understood the gravity of the situation and the necessity of our withdrawal. Without hesitation, we turned our backs to the battlefield and sprinted towards our homeland, our sanctuary.

It was time to fight. "You know that you can still back out of this, right?" "I didn't come all the way to this place to back out, Alpha King. Less talk, more fight. That's how a fight is won. Unless, of course, you're still scared and shitting in your pants like a baby."

With every charge lunged at him he fought back, snapping his jaws, and trying to keep taking chunks from him. Silently I charged towards him with everything I had and leapt onto his back. I had the scruff of his neck in my jaws and soon found a wound made by Rocco. I used my jaws to open it wider, ripping huge shreds of muscle away. Blood rushed up at me, hot and sticky on my face. I fell off his black furred back onto the floor and watched as Rocco leapt up and took over. Pinning Wicknace to the floor he didn’t spare a second before taking his throat.

The little fellow grinned, and a sly look appeared in his eyes. Compared with being beaten but not fighting back, being beaten was nothing. At least, he dared to fight back. Although he was beaten even harder, he felt much better than not fighting back. Hearing this, Jason smiled faintly and rubbed the little fellow's little head. He liked the little fellow more and more. A man should be so brave. It was impossible for Jason not to fight back if he was beaten but beg for mercy in his life. When he was a child, he was bullied like this. Even if he would be beaten harder, he had to find a way to fight back.

“So… solving all your problems might take a while, but... is there anything I could help you with in the meantime?” I was going to say no, but then a weird thought appeared. “Actually, there is something, but it's rather stupid…” A nervous laugh escaped me. She leaned forward and locked her eyes on mine. “Don't be shy. Just say it.” I sucked in a shaky breath. “Well, I've been attacked more than once recently... I was even forced to kill someone in self-defense. Now the people we're about to deal with work with the underworld…” “You want to know how to fight, don't you?” Veronica smirked.

Now “Eterna Connections is an exclusive matchmaking service for billionaires, celebrities, and high-ranking professionals seeking meaningful relationships. I was no longer the nobody humiliated by the Sterlings. I stepped onto the stage, feeling the familiar rush of nerves. The microphone was cool in my hand, but my voice was steady. The cameras flashed, and phones were brought out to record me. The irony is, just three years ago, I had the same experience, but that was my humiliation and this was my victory. “Good evening, everyone,” I began, my gaze sweeping over the crowd. “Tonight is about love and connection. It’s about proving that no matter what we go through, we can rebuild. We can f

It felt like we were fighting a war without even knowing who the enemy was. “We fight back,” I said simply. My tone was unyielding, and for a moment, it seemed like the weight of those words hung in the air between us. Aiden raised an eyebrow, his skepticism clear. “Fight back?” Axel asked, his voice edged with frustration. “With what? Harsh language?” He threw a glance toward the nearby trees, his expression hardening as he spoke. “We’re dead men walking if we try to take on Lilian's forces. And you know it.”