Hard Knocks Novels & Stories

The knob felt cold under my palm, and as I turned it, his words rang out loud and clear. "For someone who didn't want to hurt me, you sure put a lot of force behind it when you drove the fucking knife into me."

The spirit burned as it travelled down his throat and he winced at the discomfort. A knock on his door boomed around his apartment causing him to wince again as the sound ricocheted in his head. Tan groaned as he forced himself to stand up. He dragged himself to open the door. He could barely make out Leo's frown as scanned his shabby appearance and the room behind him. His eyes stuck on the floor of Tan's living room. "You look like crap." Leo stated

My back slides down the door as I rest my arms on my knees and cry into my hands. My body hurts like hell, I feel like I got ran over by a truck and then hit by an 18wheeler. The pain was unbearable, to the point where words couldn't describe the amount of pain my body was enduring right now. But nothing hurt as bad as my heart did.

Tom said suddenly. "What do you mean?" Brenda asked. Those targets? What's special about them? I helped Tom in wiping the blood scattered all over his body. While Brenda is waiting for Tom's explanations. "I realized something while fighting there..." "What is it?" Brenda hissed. "The harder you hit them the tougher they can get. That's why you have to knock them out with just one crash." I was immediately nervous, what should I do? I am not good at using arrows and bows, and my kick isn't that strong to knock the 30 of them.

Mikael said taking a step behind her grabbing her arms as she started moving around. Edmund chuckled stalking dangerously toward her. He pulled out a pocketknife. "You're not going to hurt a woman, are you?" Irina gulped looking at his eye as they grew darker. "Want to bet? I'm not a gentlemen, Irina," he said putting the knife on her cheek. "You tried to take my kid,” he said cutting her deeply as she let out a loud cry. "You made my wife cry,” he continued stabbing the side other stomach painfully slow, making sure to enjoy the pain written all over her face.

He looks pleased with himself that he solved the puzzle. “I simply don’t want your money, Mr. Smith No matter the amount you offer me, my answer will remain the same.” He frantically takes out more notes and slaps it on my forehead. “You little greedy thing, acting like you’re all high and mighty.” I take a deep breath, ready to unleash all that has plagued my tongue. I have nothing to lose after all. It’ll be hard if I leave here but it won’t be impossible. I’ve lived out of the streets before, and I’ll do it again if it’ll protect the little self worth I had left.

Mistaking my behavior for defiance, Leon commanded Sylas and Lucian to pin me down while he carried out the punishment. “These tools were last used on the Duke of Yves. They are not lethal, but they will make you wish you were dead. “Even the tough duke confessed his deepest shame. How long do you think you can last until you break?” As the iron tore into my flesh, I let out a blood-curdling scream. Sweat broke across my skin in streams. I couldn’t even stop my tears from falling. A desperate plea escaped my lips. “Please, just end me right now…”

Something wide and crude owns the hood in letters big enough to read from where I’m standing. **NOT A KNIGHT — JUST A DICK WITH A TRUST FUND AND A BITE.** What the fuck. I walk forward slowly. Not careful. Just catching up with the fact that someone put their hands on something of mine and marked it like a message. Like a dare. Up close it’s worse.

I Look back up to Charles hoping for some mercy, It's only now I recognize that he is wearing the smart contacts lenses as he motions his hand to air swipes command punching on the holographic feature that he and whoever has those lenses on can only see. The lights on the stage changes to a cool dim, He pulls my body closer, yet taking me again for another brutal round. My arms are in excruciating agony from dangling, and he is fully aware of how much it hurts me. I cry in pain as I begin to feel the weight of my body. I get the sensation that my whole arm is separating from my body.

[68] ||Still On Flash Back|| Hardie was already in his grade eleven in high school and every thing was going on pretty well between himself and his father. The last three years was actually hell for father and son when Kendrick find out he has a hole in his heart which needs to be treated to avoid further implications on his health. Hardie had to put a two years stop to his schooling doing menial jobs to gather enough funds for his father's treatment, that was when Hardie was introduced to selling hard drugs with out his father's knowledge.