Luffy Boundman Novels & Stories

“Ye’ve crossed blades with Zaterra, th’ drifter. Wild Card o’ th’ Seven Seas.” Aki wondered. He definitely looked the part. He sported dreadlocks, long side burns, a single hoop earring, a goatee and a vest without a shirt. Aki recalled where she had first encountered him. She had grabbed him by the foot earlier and taken him for a spin before dropping him in the sea. Apparently, he managed to climb back on board. “I’ve a penchant fer rum, cards ’n port revelry.” “Nobody asked for your profile,” Aki said. She rapidly made the hand seal of Jin the Inner Bonds to perform Chounouryokujutsu (Thought-listening). Her eyes flashed white with energy.

His very pregnant girlfriend? "Lilly, stop! What are you doing here?!" Tommy grabs her hands and stops her from hitting him again. "Calm down." Lilly looks at me with rage, her eyes wandering all over my bruised body. As she realizes the state I'm in, her eyes widen. "Did you... did you do this to her?" She backs away, pulling her hands from Tommy's grasp. "None of this is what it looks like," Tommy says, more to me than to Lilly. This seems to infuriate her again.

I tell him, explaining why he cannot sit up as he ought to. “But it burns!” “I know. It’s the only way we can bound you with having to go through the stress of holding you back should in case you lose yourself once more,” I say and then raise my hands in his direction. “Had a pretty hard time trying to get them on you. Got my hands burned in the process,” I’m sure he can see the redness of my palms because even I had to go through pain just to get him bound. Even Ryu who had worked with me on it has the same fate.

Unable to endure the pain, he fell to the ground and spat out blood. He did not concede and attempted to get up once more. As he stood up, he saw an old man before him. He looked at the old man puzzledly and asked, “Who are you?” The Boundless Master stroked his white beard and said smilingly, “You can call me the Boundless Master.” James’ brows furrowed, and he fell into thought. He had no recollection of a powerhouse called the Boundless Master. However, there was mention of him in Wyot’s memories.

He waited with bated breath as Louise’s presence emerge from it. “You’re dead!” He was to block Louise’s punch by raising his hand in the air. However, Louise just smiled at him. He groaned when a thin needle pierced the back of his neck. It was like being pinched by an ant. The Louise he was holding became a puff of smoke. His knees hit the ground as his eyes wandered around him, and he saw Zheira’s back turned, facing a stunned Vladimir who’s slumped on the ground. Before his senses could shut down, he mastered all his strength to make the biggest round energy he could produce. With a grim smile, he directed it toward Zheira.

Without a signal or word, Zhu Yinbing knew what she needed to do and quickly caught Zhu Xian'er, the young master Li severed-arm. “You damn a..rrfhhh!!” Not being able to utter a word ant. His stomach has been punched with tremendous force. If he hadn’t cultivated the body strengthening technique he might already be dead from his stomach being punctured.” “By the way, my bloodline is not a Golden Lion but a Sacred Flame Devourer Lion!!” He shouts before unleashing his strongest attack while Young Master Li is still stuck in his iron grip that grabs at his stomach.

Predatory. “Belonging to me,” he said, slow and deliberate, “means your life is no longer your own. Your breath, your time, your body. Everything you are, everything you have, exists to serve me. You are bound by your father’s debt. Until it is paid… you are mine.” My throat dried. The joke I’d been preparing slipped right out of my head. I forced a smirk anyway. “Sounds like slavery. And, uh, newsflash, slavery’s been outlawed for a while now—even for guys with stormy eyes and a cult following.”

I gripped his hand, trying to drag it off. "What were you doing with him? Huh? What the hell were you doing with him in such a tight corner?!" He barked, keeping his voice low, determined to kill me. I could not answer. His grip on my throat was too tight. I tried to get his hand off, using all my strength but Vincent was always ten times stronger than I was. My eyes widened and tears gathered in them. I opened my mouth to speak… beg him… but no words could come out…