Hitgirl Kickass Novels & Stories

- Playlist for this chapter; Elastic Heart - Sia feat The Weekend(This song suits Katherine so well 🙂) Wreckling Ball - Miley Cyrus, All The Time - Young Thug, Despacito - Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee feat Justin Bieber, Just Dance - Lady Gaga feat Colby. - Their loyalty stops once they stop benefiting from you. I'm not suprised at the turn of events and twirl of people's behavior anymore. I've seen a lot of them on my a decade and half one quarter of years on this shit hole tagged as Earth.

"We just care that you die." She attacked. The tunnel erupted into violence that was controlled and brutal and necessary. Katerina moved with lethal grace despite her burns. She fought like someone teaching a lesson. Each movement economical. Each decision final. She took on two operatives, and they went down within seconds. Anastasia was something else entirely. She fought like art and violence had merged. Like her entire body was a weapon Dimitri had spent decades perfecting. Lena watched her mother move through the tunnel like water through stone, inevitable and unstoppable.

The force of the hit pushes her back I try to land a crosskick on her but she bends her body and I fly past her, she reaches for my collar and grabs hold off it and slams me hard on the ground. I felt like vomiting my innards when my back hit the ground hard. She lands a perfect punch on my face, crushing my head against the hard concrete. Blood run down my nose

It was a clear and direct hit making the opponent stunned on its spot. “Don’t underestimate what I can do.” Kiara told them and after that kick, she moved really fast making a multiple circular kick while her hands were on the ground. She was like doing a break-dance before she backflip and dashed forward to her opponent. She just grabbed its ankle and slammed it on the earthly ground again. “YOU’RE GONNA PAY FOR THAT!” The first one that she slammed roared and attempt to deal with her but Kiara moved faster than him.

The room fell silent except for the heavy breathing and the groans of the subdued attackers. Kira stood over the conscious gunman, the leader's body wasn't in good shape because she had used him to serve as her shield, placing her foot on his chest. "Who sent you?" she demanded. He coughed, blood trickling from his mouth. "You'll find out soon enough," he spat, defiance still in his eyes. She pressed harder, her expression a mask of fury. "Tell me!" He grinned, his teeth stained red. "Go to hell." Kira's face hardened, “I Am Hell.” and with that she lifted her foot, bringing it down with a final, brutal stomp on his face, knocking the man unconscious immediately. That was one powerful kick.

VALENTINE I never would’ve figured out that hitting on Yhannie would be just another piece of cake. I just did a few sweet-talking and winking, and then I got her already. I thought Yhannie would be this hard-to-get-fuck-off lady or maybe this go-to-hell type of a hot chick and that my dare of hitting on her would have been more fun and challenging, but damn my speculations were way below the roster. I didn’t even break a sweat. Yhannie was equally gullible as most of the girls I’ve been hitting on. It’s a shame on her part because she’s this sizzling hot chick. She has this long wavy hair that extends up to her waist, and this picture-perfect Coca-Cola shaped body. Now that’s a total catch.

Katherine asked just when the guy just stepped out of the door. “He’s in,” he nodded confirming her. “He’s busy though and does not want to be bothered.” “But he’s my husband.” “That is not my problem.” The guy firmly told her. “If you want to get in, you need to give me the password.” Katherine quickly pulled out her phone and dial Jilly’s number, she wait for her to pick up or hopefully so. It took her a while to get connected but she finally pick up at last. “Help me, please. Can you tell me the password to Marcus’ private boxing place?”

Maybe I'd check them out later. "I've heard of them. How many of their songs do you have?" "I have a lot of them", she said then put her phone on the table. I smirked. "Let's see how much of a fan you are. List the songs you have by them." She raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Attack on Bangtan, blood sweat and tears, dope, lights, no dream, NO, DNA, ON, fake love, ma city, not today, my time, tear, timeless, run, save me, seesaw, fire. That's about all. Oh yeah, there's also their latest, 'dynamite'. It's cool."

“I must see her or this race is fucking over.” Kygo laughed and snuffed his cigarette, giving a hand signal to some bitch hanging on a platform so the crowd could see her. She grinned, strutting around in her back heels, fishnets and overwhelmingly short leather skirt which showed all of her ass. Then she yelled into her microphone. “ARE YOU READY, MOTHERFUCKERS?!” The crowd roared in response, nearly causing a damn earthquake with the force of the sound.

Heads turned to watch her as she walked away, drawing admiration from some and giggles from others. Caden Miller's reputation for stubbornness preceded him, and Ruby had heard about it from Olivia as well. When she first saw the video upload, her mind flooded with various strategies to convince him to take it down. However, she soon realized that none of her plans were necessary. Caden had unexpectedly chosen to delete the video without any resistance or argument.