Madness Combat Hank X Tricky Novels & Stories

Hank’s face twisted into a crooked smile and he spat his blood over my face and cackled “Good luck” he laughed spitting out more blood. Dad stepped forward from behind me in his human from and grabbed Hank by the shoulders, with one swift movement he snapped his head forward, headbutting Hank. Dad let him go and his body fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes, knocked out cold. “We didn’t come to play with the fucking man” he growled throwing me a t-shirt that was hanging on a chair. “Clean yourself off” he grumbled. He then turned to Spartan and pointed at Hank on the floor,

"Hah! No wonder why you were so calm. You are a martial arts practitioner. But if you think you can walk out of here unscathed…" Ivan's disparaging smile returned to his lips. Hank himself was a martial arts partitioner, with a formidable record of taking down 30-odd opponents with a knife—a specialty kitchen knife for vegetables, whether hard-skinned items or leafy greens. His performance history was no joke. Sure enough, Hank stood up and stretched his shoulders as he stalked over to Felix. "You're dead!" He threw out his right fist quickly and powerfully. Felix's lack of response in this timeframe was within his expectations. He knew his own strength well.

“What’s wrong? Not happy about it? Suck it up!” Hank said without even looking at Harry, “You useless shit. You’ve been playing with him for so long and he’s still fine. I said it before, it’s better to use your fist to deal with this kind of simple-minded retard than to use your words. Beat him to his knees and he’ll submit.” He then rolled his sleeve up and stared at Kaze. Hank was taller and stronger than the others. Even his shirt could barely contain his bulging muscles underneath.

“Still so fucking tight. Hank loosened you up just enough.” Hank stepped in front of me, cock dark and leaking, and shoved back into my mouth. I sucked him greedily while Roy started railing my ass in deep, powerful thrusts. The two of them used me without mercy—Roy pounding into my ass, Hank fucking my throat, hands everywhere. Hank slapped my tits, rough and open-handed, watching them bounce. Roy reached under me and rubbed my swollen clit again, determined to make me come a third time.

Julian Hart had me move into his basement so he could trample on my dignity whenever he pleased. What he didn’t know was that I had transmigrated from the real world into the novel. When Julian insulted me, I endured it without talking back. When he slapped me, I licked his palm. When his first love stepped on me with her high heel to assert her dominance, I told her that the scent of her perfume reached me before the pain did. A year later, Julian was so disgusted by me that he almost knelt down and begged me to keep my distance from them. But there was no way I was leaving. I hadn’t come to tear them apart. I had come to join them.

Her brother replied with a smirk. Jay noticed the other Jay's eyes went from her brother to Rody, and from Rody back to Jake. "I can't believe I'm sitting on this bed." He murmured to himself before slowly picking up the popcorn bowl. Then, Jay settled himself on the floor. She doesn't understand why she got the urge to jump off the bed, but she took a handful of her blanket and moved to the floor next to the other Jay. Rody began another round of the fighting game even though he lost last time.

Kiara added Ari laughed with her Hazel while Kim gang were staring at them "That's the only thing you keep saying all these days. Kiara, next time you wanna talk to me, make sure you brush your teeth because your mouth is smelling like a rotten cabbage" Ari said and she laughed with Hazel "And you, I can perceive the odour of your pussy from here, always wash it after making out as a slut you are" Hazel added which annoyed Kim and her gang but Ari and Hazel only walked away "Hey! Come back here now! " Kim yelled in annoyance and wanted to run after them but she was dragged back by her gang members

I wasn’t stripped after hockey and waiting in full view of everyone until a shower stall became free. I was waiting for the Alpha to take his revenge, having given him every reason to and, knowing who was with him, I guessed the gloves were definitely off. Round one to Chrissy. She had already attempted a knockout. “Subtlety is key. Trust me,” Kane was saying. I didn’t like the sound of that. “Humiliation isn’t enough,” she fumed. Oh my Goddess, I was really in for it. “She’s awake. I can tell by her altered breathing. Show yourself, slut. That’s if you have the guts.”

"Dr. Harrison?" The initially dazed Hector quickly put on a smile as he welcomed our director, Jared Harrison. "Dr. Harrison, you're back. I thought you'd be attending the conference for a couple of days." Jared's expression was grim as he slammed a document onto the table. "Good thing I came back just in time to stop all hell from breaking loose." The room instantly fell silent. The colleagues who had been yanking on my collar quietly let go. Jared strode over, helped me to my feet, and turned to glare sharply at those who had shoved me.

The men treated him as lesser of a being, and she had to sit back and watch it tear him apart. Not to mention her mother. “You’re fucking crazy,” Riley said. “Am I? Come on. You’re such big, tough men. Bring it. I’m tired of this bullshit. You want to throw stuff at me, fine. You want to push me against lockers, hurt me. Then do it right in front of my face. Let me see you be the big, tough men you claim to be.” She stepped up to them and slammed her hands against Riley’s chest. She didn’t know which one had thrown the skin, and she really, really didn’t care.