Invincible Principal Winslow Novels & Stories

SHWWOOSH! DOM! The iron door standing between me and the interior of the cart was tossed away. A chilling breeze assaulted the battlefield as a man stepped out of the vehicle with his gun unsheathed. "You have to be kidding me..." The first prince, Nicholas Winright Asphyxia, aimed his weapon at me with soulless eyes and a blank expression. "... Very well..." Accepting this reality with an ironic smile, I took my battle stance and raised my sword. My heartbeat was fast, and my eyes sharpened.

The air crackled, and Cassian's screams echoed across Terminus Cliff. For a brief moment, all was silent. Everyone was stunned by what they had just witnessed. After a long pause, someone finally asked in disbelief, "Did Mr. Gray just… defeat Cassian Lowery?" In their eyes, Ashton had just accomplished the impossible! "Invincible! He's invincible!" someone screamed excitedly. Those on the opposing side, however, were at a loss for words. The color had drained from their faces, and they were completely shocked. "How did Cassian lose?" Wynter collapsed to the ground. Her face was pale, and she refused to believe that this was real.

Five years years ago, he was invincible, and today, a nobody and an homeless man in Eastblue city managed to defeat him? Even Mask and Jimmy Miller were startled. It was shocking to see that Jate Woods had managed to win against Billyman. Miranda Bailey and Tom Clarkson were astonished as well. The former could not believe her eyes. "Billyman is so skillful, yet he still lost to that man? That man is way too strong!" Ricardo and the Shadow Elite's Squad gazed at their Young Master with pride. Who says the Undefeated fighter has never lost? Only their Young Master is invincible!

over the name “Theo Moretti” The Sicilian sea breeze drifted through the window, salty and free. I finally understood that a true mafia principessa was not a weak girl waiting for a knight to save her. She was the one who wielded the sword herself, severing the past and crowning herself. And I, Sophie Lucas, am that principessa.

I felt President Snipe stand up and walk to my side and also watch what I was watching. I couldn't take my eyes off Mama and the woman who pulled out the gun. My forehead furrowed, even more, when a man snatched a gun from the woman. The woman was walking backward until she was hit by a car. I looked at President Snipe who was seriously watching the footage on the laptop. "Your father Rifle Winchester," President Snipe said seriously to me. He pointed to the third footage and my eyes widened when the man walking towards Mama suddenly fell down.