Kombat 98 Novels & Stories

She entered quietly into the rebel's hide-out. As instructed she carefully followed what has been told to her. First, she looked for the leader who was no other than ka-Diun gna. Do you know this soldier? He always says your name. Do you know him personally? Jasmine nodded. And just she nods any means Yes. She didn't say any yet that ka-Digna understand the meaning of her nod. She stared at Jake as it is sleeping. Its body had collapsed too much. It has traces of torture.

》》Jason Dutton《《 I moved my rook three blocks to the right, finalising my victory. "Check mate." My opponent knocked over his king in disappointment and gave me a handshake. The disapproval was written all over his face as he got up and left but he knew there was no point in disapproving, my victory was final. There was no way he could change it. It wasn't his fault I was so good at winning. This is fun. "We have our finalists! Jason Dutton and Adrian Markham! The final shall commence straight after the 20 minute break."

I was forced to roll out of the way again. “Hey!” My mind linked with hers but there was no answer. Instead, she lunged even quicker and connected with my body, pushing me to the ground and pinning me down. I tried to get free, but she grabbed my neck with her sharp teeth. Pain shot down my body and I let out a yelp. She was fast and had large bursts of stamina. I waited for her own neck to be free before grabbing hold of it and throwing her to the side. She was almost half my size and easily rolled backwards. I stood up and anger bubbled inside me. How could something so small hurt so much? She seemed out of control, though. Almost as though this was a fight to the death for her. I took no

The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat. In the opposite corner stood Maria "The Beast" Rodriguez, a fierce competitor from Brazil. Maria is a black belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu, and is known for her incredible ground game. She is also a skilled striker, and can deliver devastating blows with both her fists and feet. Maria is famous for her never-say-die attitude, and is always looking for an opportunity to finish her opponents.

Jo stood between them, a whistle slung around his neck and his right arm raised up before he blew the whistle and they started lunging towards each other. Mr. Jung ducked when Mr. Min's fist came flying towards him, brutal and unabashed. He was like that when it came to Mr. Min and Mr. Kim but that didn't mean he wasn't good at what he did. Mr. Jung moved swifter than anybody I had seen fight before, you could let yourself think you'd win but he'd be right there, knocking the breath out of you the very next second. There was no anger, no wrath but pure dominance in the game, technique over strength.

Charli install a bomb inside the hotel, within 2 hours I need to finish my mission because if I failed, I would explode into pieces along with those people who stayed here in the Hotel. When those Indian boys disappeared in my sight, my face automatically turned into dark and serious aura when I also realized that I am in front of my guest’s Room, which is Mr. Chen, a Chinese Businessman, and my target. I continued walking towards the door when someone blocked my way that made me stopped. It is his Bodyguards.

She'd learned the layout of the main floor, identified security patterns, begun to understand the household dynamics. And she'd seen him. Alpha Kael Stormridge, in the flesh. Marcus's killer. Sera pulled out her phone and scrolled to the photos she'd saved-pictures of Marcus, smiling and alive. The evidence of his murder. The anonymous note that had started everything. She needed to remember. Needed to keep the hatred sharp and clear. But when she tried to summon rage, tried to feel that burning need for vengeance... Nothing. Just exhaustion and emptiness. Her wolf was silent. Her heart was numb. She was a weapon, yes, but weapons didn't feel. They just cut.

K, From,N.S¬| He let's out a groan. Looks like he needs to get ready. He's got a fight tommorow. Again. His sore shoulder and legs screamed at him in pain. He definitely shouldn't have gone to that fight today.