Jane Cane Self Defense Novels & Stories

Jane had gone completely hysterical. She was full of pleasure. Cackling wildly, she twirled the fruit knife around. "Don't you try to lecture me. I don't want to hear it!" "Killing us won't solve anything." Hannah's calm gaze was fixated on her. She spoke with poise, "Jane, getting yourself involved in murder is only going to make things worse. If you're dissatisfied, you should work hard and reclaim what you deserve, not resort to illegal acts."

Hansen touched the ring, and his heart was extremely heavy. "In any case, justified self-defence is not murder. You must know how to protect yourself," Trevor added solemnly again. Hansen nodded in all seriousness. Jenna got up this morning feeling uneasy and upset. Sitting in the office, signing the daily list, she couldn't help but to run to Vivian's room again and again. These days, Jenna insisted on watching over Vivian everyday, feeding her, and talking to her. Vivian's consciousness was still vague, and she rarely woke up anymore.

She reached back and hauled a trembling Magdalene out by the arm. They stood for a moment, disoriented, listening to the apocalypse next door and dusting the dust. Jane’s eyes fell on the old cane again. An idea, desperate and wild, sparked in her mind. She snatched it up. It was solid, heavy. A weapon. A tool.

’’ “‘Aren't you a newcomer?’’ Mrs Carter was well informed, but the confidence of Jane was not something commonly seen amongst newcomers. Her words sounded so confident. ‘’If you would have requested my portfolio and not believed lies spread around by unworthy beings then we wouldn't be having this conversation. However, since we are already here, I tell you before the break of dawn you shall ring my phone, and not my manager but my cell’’ Jane did not wait; she walked out in confidence with Pamela and Regina by her side. Since Dave and his sister wanted to make use of her, she was going to show them just how useful she could be. It's a turnover for her and fighting back is not an option, no

Straightening up, I saw the glint of a knife in her hand. This was insane. *Is this really about Killian?* “This is a really bad idea,” I warned, trying to talk some sense into her. But it was no use. I didn’t have time to think. She lunged again, and I sidestepped, barely dodging her thrust. One day, if I get the chance, I’ll thank Jina for teaching me self-defense. If not for her, I might have been dead already. I might not be able to take down a man twice my size, but today’s opponent was a different story.

Kylie greets us and clears her throat to get everyone’s attention. ‘You’re walking to your car and it’s late at night. Someone is approaching. But you won’t be able to reach your car in time. This is when you can use items in your handbag. Such as your car keys, a pen, and even a nail file. Any of these will help you defend yourself. You can even use a can of deodorant to spray in the attacker’s eyes. If the attacker has you on the ground, grab a handful of dirt or sand and throw it into their eyes. Anything within reach can always be used to defend yourself. Now… I want to see you all practice what you have learnt over the last month with your partner.’ She claps her hands for us to begin.

He said with a hoarse voice, “How dare you have the thought of shooting me?” “Should I be awaiting my fate by letting you seize me instead?” Catherine snorted. “I didn’t do it, so why should I let myself be tortured in Liona? Shaun, I’m doing this out of self-defense. You might think that I’m hurting you by pointing the gun at you, but what about you? You’re trying to seize me, so aren’t you hurting me as well? Since you can bring yourself to hurt me without a second thought, why can’t I?”

Winona “Unless it’s a damn taser and a bodyguard, you’ve got nothing,” he argued, like he truly believed there was no way I could be prepared if someone jumped me. “I take self-defense classes. Dante’s been training me for years. I’ve been in enough dicey situations to get out of most of the ones I encounter now. If not”—I shrugged and reassured him—“I’ll live. Because if I don’t, I’ll die, right?”

Jane, sensing thе urgency, walked over and signaled me to cut thе call. "Onе of thе mеn brеaking thе door is walking towards us," Janе whispеrеd. With a swift and silent motion, shе unsheathed a knife, positioning herself for an attack as thе intruder approached. As thе man passеd by us, oblivious to our prеsеncе, Janе еxpеrtly firеd a shot, еliminating thе thrеat. "Why usе a gun whеn a knifе could do thе job silеntly?" I asked, frustration evident in my voice.

another familiar voice said, though I couldn't make out who it was. "No, I want her to know why we are killing her. I must have my revenge," Wayne said, and my heart skipped a beat. 'Revenge? Kill me?' My body instantly went into panic mode as I began to struggle to get free. Each time the chain hit the pipe, it made a loud clack sound. "Let me go, please! It was an accident," I pleaded after minutes of trying. "Jake tried to kill me and I defended myself; it was self-defense," I continued to plead.