Kata Kata Tamparan Untuk Diri Sendiri Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kate snapped as she slammed her hands on the desk. "What's gotten into you?"

I gently set her aside, kiss the side of her head and let her know I’ll be right back. I know exactly where I’m going. When I trained with Cara the one time, there was an indoor training facility. It has everything one would need to train, including punching bags. I don’t stop until I walk up to the first bag and punch with every bit of frustration I’m feeling, punching a hole in the bag. I move to the next one and do the same. I’m on the sixth bag when I hear Rik. “Want a real person to punch?” He asks me.

I scolded myself. “I’m more of a pistol person, but I feel like this is a special occasion, so let’s make it more fun. What do you think about a knife?” I didn’t say anything, and as a punishment, a slap landed on my clit. I whimpered. Pain and pleasure fought for attention. “Whatever you say,” I mumbled, too scared to actually think about my options. “Oh, come on, puppy, don’t be indecisive. That’s not a good trait.” As if I cared.

She pointed threateningly with her index finger at the delinquent. "Dare to do that again and I'll break something for you." Chris just raised his eyebrows. "See, Cat? This is self-defense! " The bickering gave Dareon enough time to catch himself again and he clenched his hands resolutely. Since he obviously lost his temper when Cat was touched by someone else, all he could do was let Xandra train with her. It didn't have the same training effect, because he wanted Cat to get used to bigger and much stronger opponents, but better than nothing. When he mentioned this, however, after glancing at the watch, she only raised a hand in defense.

"What else could I do except beg for forgiveness?" Then I raised my head. "If kneeling isn't enough..." I sniffled. "I'll punish myself instead." Before anyone could stop me, my forehead slammed against the marble floor. BANG! The sound echoed loudly. Kate nearly jumped out of her skin. The servants nearby gasped. Even my wolf was impressed. Nice performance, Ava. Kate's face turned purple. "You little bitch!" She completely lost control. Her hand came flying down. Whack! Whack! Whack!

‘Uh…’ Liam dragged her to the parking lot. A car parked not far from his was shaking violently. Anna paid no attention to that. She continued to ask Liam, “Then what do you mean? I’m already trying my best to fight back. What else can I do? It’s not like I’m a black belt karate master who can kill someone with a kick!” “Why do you talk so much?” Liam complained. Anna pressed her lips together and shut up. “Do you wanna try that?” Liam turned to the shaking car.

Kelsey’s Regret Kelsey’s fists slammed into the punching bag, each hit reverberating through the gym. His muscles burned with the effort, sweat dripping from his forehead, but he didn’t slow down. Each punch was fueled by a tempest of anger, regret, and self-loathing. The gym was nearly empty, the steady thud of his punches the only sound echoing in the vast space. He tried to focus on the rhythmic beat of his strikes, but his mind refused to let go of the past two months.

Wira just looks at them arrogantly. “Is that all you got? Did you really defeat pink ranked members? You must be joking.” Wira provoked them. “Shut the hell up!” Katon enraged running towards Wira at high speed. Katon is going to hit Wira with his iron fist which shines green. “Teknik Jitu: Tinju Amarah! (Ultimate Technique: Rage Fist)” Katon exclaimed hitting Wira. Wira changes his tummy into a clear liquid. “What?!” Katon exclaimed shocked.

“Stop that.” “But you said to strike it hard. Aren’t we using our fists?” “The point of striking hard is you don’t get hurt in the process, kitten. So you need to use parts of your body that hits like a hammer.” He slapped his elbow. “The joints.” “Oh….” I scanned myself and muttered absently, “So the elbows and knees?” I lifted my eyes and he was tapping on his wrist joint. “Here, as well.” I stared at my palms. “Gosh. Now I feel like a killing machine.”

However, since they were so determined, she had no choice but to act. Bam... Smack... Thud... She did not have to use inner energy at all and simply used her physical strength to knock them all down easily. “Ugh...” “My leg...” “My waist...” “My chest hurts...” They all lay on the ground, moaning in pain. Then... “Remember, violence is not a tool to bully the weak with,” Kate admonished them, then looked at Justin and snorted. “If I hear you talking about killing again, then don’t blame me for being rude.”