Goku Biting Novels & Stories

Hikaru's knees had buckled under the weight of the monsters with one knee painfully hitting the ground. “For your information, you don’t have any combat spells. At this point, you can only get into a fistfight.” Hikaru carefully placed Nozomi back onto the ground, while he commented, “Well, for a fistfight, this gets in the way, doesn’t it?” Hikaru roared and pushed back against the weight pressing him down. This time, his kicks and punches made contact. He retrieved the staff and used it to further push and pry off the monsters that stubbornly clung to him.

"They're not your friends?" "Don't get in the way if you want to live." The man pulled me violently and with his great strength I ended up on the right side behind him in a place where the monsters couldn't reach me. Three more tried to rush us, but they didn't do anything the way the crazy man kicked. If his behavior wasn't bad I might have applauded him. I thought he was winning consecutively, but my eyes widened when he bit his shoulder. I heard him scream in pain.

Yoana Mendoza and the other Dragon Palace branch members were utterly shocked… The Islanders present there became sluggish while showing horrendous expressions on their faces. They could not believe that a powerful character like Kinoshita would not even dare to fight back. He was constantly slapped around by Harvey York to the point where his face was utterly swollen and his teeth flying out of his mouth. To Kinoshita, even his teeth were priceless. He took care of them like they were his babies. Whoever dared to call out his teeth yellow would be beaten the living Hell out of that person by him.

I wanted total submission. Chika’s silver eyes widened in absolute shock as he gasped against my mouth. I returned his panicked stare with a cold, unyielding focus. To him, I was acting like a rabid hound, literally drawing blood from his lip to mark my territory. Refusing to yield, Chika dug his claws into my thigh again. Enraged by his continued defiance, I tightened my grip on his waist and bit his lip a second time, forcing a low, breathy groan from his throat as he struggled frantically to break the lock of my arms.