Johnny Cage Mk1 Gif Novels & Stories

The other two jocks lunged, but they were nothing compared to a man who grew up fighting for air in the Vance empire and fighting for respect on the asphalt. Jax was a whirlwind of controlled violence. He moved with the grace of a Greek god and the brutality of a street brawler. A shoulder check sent one boy flying; a sharp jab to the ribs folded the other. Within seconds, the "kings of the hallway" were nothing more than groaning heaps on the pavement.

Just as we had anticipated, the guards were on us like white on rice the moment we swung through the automatic gates. “Hold,” I asked the men to keep down the gas canister. I jumped out of the front seat and in a loud voice I called Johnny’s name. It took two more calls before he sauntered out of the house, cigarette dangling from the side of his lip and his pot belly out in the open. He wore a kimono jacket over powder blue shorts with a pair of Gucci slides covering his pale white feet. At the sight of me, he pulled off the shades covering his eyes and his mouth hung open.

Copper haired man grunted, tearing off his shirt so that the sweaty veins of his muscles rippled beneath the tan skin as he grinned at me. “Not bad sonny, not bad at all.” Eddie replied, squatting on his haunches to grip my hair roughly before I honked him in the nose with the flat of my palm, connecting with a satisfying crunch. “Fucking bitch hit you!” Johnny screeched and I spat a bloodied clump at him too, giving up any hope of escape completely. No way I was going into this without fatal injuries and dammit if I wasn’t looking forward to it.

Kim chuckled softly. John agitatedly brought a gun from his back and pointed it at Kim. "Are you fu¢king with me! Uhn! My life and my family's own is on the line here" John spoke out fearfully, with sweat allover his face. "Why in the world is one man not dead..is he a god? Or some kind of supernatural creature? Just one guy, you all find him hard to kill!" Kim swiftly disarmed John of the gun, gave him a knee kick at his lower abdomen, causing John to squat in pain, blood dripping from his mouth. Kim threw the gun to the ground, dragged John up by the collar of his shirt and faced him.

Johnny was fast asleep in my cage Yes, yes my cage has a bed and everything, what can I say am still their daughter you know "Arrg my head, " Johnny said whining trying to get up "Stay back down" I yelled "What happened," he said rubbing the back of his head while sitting straight "Nothing much," I said practically blinking "Oh really," he said not convinced "Yeah nothing at all" I began blinking again "Then tell me why am I in your cage" "Are you?... I didn't notice" I began blinking again

Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions as she tried to comprehend what had just happened. "He's... he's dead," she whispered, her voice barely audible, as tears welled up in her eyes. The sight before her was too much to bear. Mr. Johansson, the oldest housekeeper in the mansion, had always been kind to her, and now he lay lifeless, a victim of the intruder's attack. The security personnel and staff were in a state of shock and confusion as they tried to process the tragic event. And then, she saw Haider. He was standing there, holding a gun in his hand, his eyes cold and fixed on Mr. Johansson's body. Ameera's astonishment only grew as she looked at him, unable to comprehend what was happenin

Without warning or hesitation, he raised his hand high and swung it hard and fast right across my face. SLAP!!! The sound echoed sharply and painfully throughout the silent room, loud and clear exactly the same way my hand sounded when I slapped Chloe earlier tonight. The force was so strong and heavy that my whole body swayed sideways violently, and I almost lost my balance falling heavily onto the floor. A sharp burning sensation instantly spread across my entire cheek and jaw, hot, painful, and throbbing heavily, and I instantly tasted metallic blood filling my mouth from where my teeth accidentally bit deep into the inner skin of my cheek. My head spun painfully, and tears instantly rush

that had been prepared for her on the bed. It was a cute and innocent-looking Japanese high school uniform. A tiny white shirt, a short plaid skirt, and clean white knee-high socks. But what made it extraordinary was the “accessory” that was placed next to it… a thin black leather collar with a leash made of a small silver chain. “Tonight… we’re going to play a game,” Kieran’s voice came from the shadows, before her tall, broad figure slowly appeared under the spotlight. Kieran was in the role of the all-powerful “Master.” She wore a black shirt with a few buttons undone, revealing her strong chest, tight black slacks, and in her hand, she held a small, shiny polished leather cane.

Addie huffed. "Yeah, you gonna give me the answer I want?" He teased. "Guess you'll never know unless you ask." She grinned. "Ok, fine. Addie, I love you and want you to be my old lady, so will you?" Cage asked. "What the hell?" Joker interrupted. Cage and Addie looked at Joker. Him, Diego, and Sym were staring at something behind Cage. Or actually someone. Cage and Addie both turned around. There stood a biker bitch in leather, with long brown hair, and about eight months pregnant.

Margo continued to talk to show to them that she is pissed because they do not want to tell anything to her. Until they got there, the irritation was still evident in her face but Talia and Kiel did not mind Margo anymore. They went inside the police station to see Cage. They waited for a minute before Cage entered to the room where Talia is waiting. Kiel and Margo just waited for her outside the room, somehow guarding because Cage might hurt her all of a sudden though Cage was in a handcuff. "Whoa, a Zanea," Cage uttered as a greet and sat in front of her. "You doing here? Will you ask about how good you are in shooting?"