Jack The Ripper Berserker Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, Drake drew back and punched the man as hard as he could in his gut, making him gasp and gag. "That's for his wife." He then punched him in the kidneys. "That's for extorting Speed." He undid the man's belt and pulled his underwear and pants down and off in one clean motion. He then pulled out the large hunting knife that was always in one of his boots. When he raised up and gently waved the knife in the man's face, he saw fear for the first time.

She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit. "Oh." Then it clicked cause her eyes lit up. "Wait, that guy who's into the fucked-up minds of serial killers, like you?" She said it like it was a hobby, like collecting stamps or something, not delving into the twisted minds of psychos. This guy had claimed all the theories about serial killers, like Bundy and the like, were bullshit. No connection between the evil they did and their grey matter. Just monsters who got off on hurting others, nothing more, nothing less. Sounded like an arrogant prick, but I'd let him keep thinking whatever he wanted. He didn't know shit about my world, about why I really left Russia. A secret I kept cl

His moves were absolutely effortless,in thirty seconds he had the next twenty lifeless headless bodies on his feet as he waited for the next batch. I have never seen so many dead bodies in one spot before and Jake was just piling them up.Blood stained his body like red paint,a warriors paint. Even his face was unrecognizable as his victim's blood stained it. He sliced his next victims using his sharp nails-a gift from his hybrid wolf.He was so fast they didn't even see it coming. "Oh my God, somebody needs to stop him" Fatima said in shock "Only their leader can stop this,"Sophie said almost silently as she stood by my side but I heard her and she was right. Only Marcus could stop this night

The latter was just that strong. “I will have to go all out from the beginning,” Jack told himself silently as he pulled out his Weapon Deck. The spear that had been used in his previous clashes shimmered dully in the darkness, attracting the attention of the one called Muscles. “So you are an important beastman huh,” Muscles stated as he patted the dust off his arms.

General Abtez was lucky because as one of the Berserker generals, he was popular with women, and he didn't risk losing his immortality if he had sex with someone. Berserkers were sexual beings and loved the challenge of convincing a virgin to bed them. They were the strongest warriors in Odin's army; they wore the furs of wolves and bears and when they went berserk, their muscles would grow and they would become bigger and ten times stronger, with claws shooting from their fingers and fangs protruding from their mouths, taking on animalistic qualities. Their eyes would glow an ice blue, which gave them the ability to see in the dark. Some of the stronger Berserkers could even shape-shift int

I wait for him to get close enough and I sharply move to the left of him hitting him hard enough that he flips over landing on his back, I quickly jump on top of him and take his right front paw in my mouth I bite down and tear it off I then move on to his left paw and do the same again, he lifts his head up to the sky as he's howling in pain and I use the opportunity to grab his throat in between my teeth and I bite down hard. He tries to fight me but I'm stronger than him and I bite down harder and start to roughly shake him, then I pull my teeth back and Rip out his throat, his body Instantly goes lifeless and I bite down hard on the right side of his neck and tug hard enough so that his

His observation skills were the best, and Zen wanted him to be part of the reconnaissance team. Rank #75 and #76 were a couple. Zen didn’t know this information beforehand, but he witnessed them working together as a pair during the first battle royale. The boy looked very different from what Zen remembered him to be. Back then, he appeared wilder with veins popping out everywhere. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a serial murderer, tearing trees down with his bare hands and breaking rocks with his kick. “They call me “Controlled Berserker” because of my ability to remove physical and mental limitations when I’m under the influence of rage. My trigger and controller is Jessica her

His fur was much shaggier. "What the f*** is that?" "That is Jax's berserker form and everything we know just got f***ed"

From the fury that was now breaking out, Jack jumped up from his chair and, grabbing a lamp from the table, threw it against the wall with such force that it shattered into small pieces throughout the office. - You! - Partially transforming into the Beast, Jack growled sonorously. His eyes burned with red fire, his hands were clenched into fists with such force that blood dripped from them. The blood that came from the wounds from the claws that now dug into his palms. The chest rose and fell convulsively. - You're an idiot! Not only do you kill innocent girls, but when you found one of your victims, you managed to attract the attention of Black! And then, as I understand it, I was specifica

The whole place had a pulse of excitement and anticipation. The tailors gave me the clothes for tonight. It is a three-piece suit made from wool that matches our eye color, blue, and silver. They embroidered the sleeves with symbols of our pack, the triskele. “Alarick!” I shouted as a lot of werewolves also occupied the tavern. “Ylva’s looking for you.” Alarick nodded and went in my direction. He looks like a busy merchant trying to greet all his emptor. “Let her be. She knows her way around.”