Mad Dog Haikyuu Novels & Stories

A young woman walked out of a room that seemed to be the kitchen as a heat wave accompanied by several delicious aroma spread out the moment she opened the door, she had an apron hanging from her neck and tied to her waist, her brown auburn hair danced on her shoulder like waves, her emerald green eyes twinkled as she smiled at the overexcited kid. “Marcus stop running around or you might get injured.” Genevieve said with a smile but Marcus didn’t stop instead he began to shout and jump around more wildly “Yay, I’m finally seven!” he kept yelling as he ran, he then ran towards his mom and jumped into her arms “Mom, I can finally receive the Hunter god’s blessing and move through the shadows

He massaged my breast before squeezing one of them. I moaned. “What’s so special about you?” He rasped and kept kissing me. I wanted him to continue this, but all at once he tightened his grip on my hair and shoved me back into a hard wall. I winced when a sharp pain shot down my spine. “You’re not special! You're a fucking bitch!” *********

snapped Diana fiercely. Roberto suddenly went limp and powerless, as the liquid felt its way into his body. "Aauuuuuunnnggggg...." Jack roared like a wolf. His body was hairy like that of an animal, but his body was still in human form. "Hah?" Diana sighed, when she saw her brother's appearance, having been hit by the liquid earlier.

Madayah attacked again, catching Nikka with a solid paw swipe on the side of her head. Everyone looked on in horror. Madayah had pulled her claws, and the thump upside Nikka's skull would only carry a bruise. Nikka crouched on her belly and launched from there, taking Madayah to the padded floor. Two sets of fangs displayed and furious growls sounded from their throats. "Enough." Nicolas's voice boomed throughout the gym.

Like, yes I’m mad about what they just did but I can’t just leave the house? Where am I gonna go? I don’t have a place to stay. Or maybe I'm just thinking too much? She won't drive me away from the house, right? She opened my door harshly and looked at me with madness in her eyes. “M-mom,” I said in a small voice. She is still staring at me sharply. Like a lion looking at its prey. Mom is really scary when mad. “M-mom, you can’t expect me to just accept your decisions especially that my future is at stake.” I reasoned out. I didn’t mean to shout at them. To argue with them, I was just blinded by my feelings that is full of hatred.

He nodded slightly before turning his full focus to the old man, “General Dyke. It is such a pleasure to have you here.” The old man grunted in response, “I had to come….” His gaze shifted to us. “Someone has to resolve the mess created by pricks.” A sudden surge of anger made my blood boil. I clenched my jaws to stop myself from giving a cheeky reply. “I am sure there is some misunderstanding. Sandy will never do anything that is against the natural order of wolves.”

"You're mad at me, aren't you? You deliberately found a man to make me jealous? Come home with me now!" Before he could touch the hem of Gianna's clothing, someone gripped his wrist. The sound of bones dislocating rang out. "If you don't want your hand, I can chop it off for you." Caio shielded Gianna behind him, his eyes contemptuous as his grip showed no mercy. "You're the one who took her?" Matteo was drenched in cold sweat from the pain but still shouted a warning. "Gigi, stay away from him! He's a mafia boss from the free port. He kills without batting an eye..."

Ding Hao frowned, looked at Lin Tianyu, and asked, "Where did the mad dog come from? Why is its mouth so smelly?" "Mad Dog?" Lin Tianyu was overjoyed. He felt that he had found something in common with Ding Hao at once. He immediately echoed Ding Hao and said, "Haha, the Black Killer in Green Province specializes in producing mad dogs who bite people. They are poisonous and smelly. This dog is called Pan Yixin. I guess the meaning is that it wants to be a mad dog wholeheartedly for the rest of its life."

He held it up for a moment, examining it in the light before casually flicking it onto the concrete floor, where it landed with a tiny, insignificant tink. "One," Zandrei counted softly, his eyes glinting with a mad, ecstatic light. "Now, let's try again. Who sent you?" He asked, his voice brimming with a childlike excitement, like a madman who had just discovered a wonderfully fun new game and was eager for another turn. The man in the chair could only manage a strangled, guttural sound, a wet sobbing noise that vibrated through his shattered mouth. His head thrashed from side to side, his eyes wide with a horror so pure it was almost beautiful to Zandrei.

If I could get in there, the heavy-duty door could stop the horde's attack. Unfortunately, 500 yards was impossible in my current condition, especially since my calf was injured. It didn't help that my ability was running on empty. The lingering scent of the inducer got the attention of a Tier Three licker. It swiftly pounced from the top of the rubble, its tongue shooting straight at my face like a sword. "Piss off!" I roared, charging ahead. My bayonet glinted coldly as it sliced the licker's tongue off before ramming through its brain.