Jane Cane Self Defense Novels & Stories

All she could see was her friend struggling to get away. “LET HER GO,” Celine screamed and tried to pry him off her, but it was useless. He was too strong. Afraid someone would get hurt, she tried screaming, “HELP.” Hoping that someone could hear them, but no one came. She started to panic but suddenly remembered her old self-defense classes—eyes, throat, solar plex, groin, knees, and toes. She got behind Kim, made her fingers into a V, and poked Matteo as hard as she could in his red-rimmed eyes.

Anya’s POV: Looking at them, I sneered. ‘Did they think that I was easy to bully!’ After being a single mom for years, if I didn’t even know how to protect myself, then how I will be able to protect my children? So, I always carried a tapered the size of a lighter in my pocket. “How dare you taser me?” Evan asked fixed his murderous eyes on me as if a falcon was targeting his prey. I staggered back a little, but still, I managed to calm myself down. “It was self-defense. If you come at me again, I will call the police!”

But I wasn’t going just to let Riko get in trouble because of Jane. “Mr. Frost… er Mr. Frosts,” Pethel blinked, realizing all three of us were standing there. “We and everyone here witnessed what happened. Jane and her three friends attacked Riko first,” I said, gesturing to the crowd. “Under Massachusetts law, if a person is attacked or reasonably believes that they are about to be attacked, they have a right to defend themselves. However, they are obligated to take reasonable steps, if available, to avoid physical combat before resorting to force,” Darius spoke up.

It seems like she fears me and it's ironic. —Did you put cyanide on it?- I say pointing to the pair of sandwiches and the apple juice she brings on a tray. I watch her walk slowly towards me, placeing the tray on the nightstand and looking at me, while wringing her hands nervously. — I wouldn't do that Kira, I would never hurt anyone deliberately. — Yesterday's teenager disagrees with you. I clearly saw how you threwing those thunders at her. —That's different, it was self-defense, otherwise Jeanne would have killed me and maybe you too. I had no choice, if she’d gotten close enough to me… I would be dead now.

She lifted her right leg and slammed her heel into him. Pain tore through his thigh, and he cried out as he dropped to his knees as well. Winter gripped the bloodied switchblade and stared coldly at the two men kneeling on the floor, screaming in pain. She did not care who had kicked her leg that night. One leg each was fair. They had it coming. That night, she had been careless. They had caught her off guard. Did they really think a reporter like her had no idea how to defend herself? William Zeller had hired professionals to teach her self-defense techniques. She had let her training lapse last year because of her pregnancy, but she still remembered enough for situations like this.

It was always difficult to prove self-defense in court unless the opponent also had a gun. Lily realized she needed to put Shauna back down first, kick some ass and then leave with Shauna. Narrowing her eyes, Lily made a quick plan. At the same time, she rested Shauna back on the floor. Then, she pointed between Jace Hernandez's legs and loudly said, "Hey Jace, what's that?" They all looked down the floor, especially in Jace's direction. They were confused, hurriedly looking at the floor. Only then did Lily say, "You dropped your brain, stupid!"

"Martinez bled out from the stab wound you gave him, Ms. Walton. He probably tried to get to a hospital but collapsed and fell into the river." Jane was quiet. She looked pale. "Are you okay?" I asked her. "I killed him." "You defended yourself," Detective Rivera said quickly. "This was clear self-defense. You're not in any trouble." "But he's dead because of me." "He's dead because he broke into your home and attacked you," I said. "You did what you had to do." Jane nodded, but she still looked shaken. "So that's it?" Jared asked. "Jane is safe now?"

"C'mon, keep your eyes up. Don't react to the hands! No, you're telegraphing!" Red growled. Jane was incredibly frustrated. Once declared healthy, Tarloh and Red decided it was time for Jane to start her training. Jane wasn't sure how exactly she was drafted into this group, but she had acknowledged that she didn't have anywhere else to go. So Jane was playing by the house rules, and that meant learning self-defense, stealth, and "other skills," which Jane didn't inquire about too much.

Would he threaten me or possibly kill me because he thought I saw his face? I suddenly regretted not buying paper spray or any object for self-defense. Kane was right. If the culprit comes to me, I would be able to defend myself and just die. I clenched my hands and immediately turned around with the pencil in my hand trying to poke it into the man's face. However, my wrist was suddenly held. "What are you doing?" A familiar voice sounded. My terrified face calmed down seeing Kane's frowning face. I never imagined that I would be so happy and relief seeing this man's face.

Jane saw him opening his shirt button while taking steps towards her. The panic started rising in Jane. No.. no… NO! Not anymore. She could feel what was coming next. And she wasn't ready for it. She just couldn't let herself be raped by him once again. She needed to do something. Jane frantically looked around to search anything that would save her from this bastard. Her eyes kept roaming around until they fell on his gun kept on a table. Without even thinking Jane sprang into getting the gun. Adrian was so blinded by the idea of teaching her a lesson that he couldn't even see her running towards the table. When he noticed she was already holding it.