Max Thunderman Now Novels & Stories

Apart from the large metal door that stood opposite me, there was only one other opening in the room—a window close to the ceiling through which a sliver of moonlight filtered in. “The men got to us, didn’t they?” James muttered. “No shit, Sherlock.” He groaned in response. “You have no idea the kind of trouble we’re in right now.” I looked at him. “You know those thugs?” “I know of them. The big guy—the one with the eye patch—goes by the street name Thunder. He and his companions belong to a popular group of thugs that run shady businesses in this part of town. They also work for higher-ranked werewolves, doing little jobs for them.”

If the person in front of them wasn't the man, they would have killed him on the spot. "Grumu? I don't care! We have a connection, and it's with the book in his hands. And as for your teacher, we've never been afraid of him! Do you think that all this time he's been able to go in and out of every dimension because of his own power? It's because we've been helping him, so don't be proud just because you have a teacher!" replied the thunder man, pointing his palm at the man. "You! Are you saying that my teacher is useless without that book? Do you think you won't feel karma for insulting my teacher?" Of course, hearing his teacher being mocked by the heavenly lightning made him very angry and

I feel free and relaxed but I want them all dead. I just wanted to see where a weak spot was so I could move in my men and wipe the smugness from Jonathan once in for all. He dropped me for Laura something that still bothers me and now he has his princess Kat. I hate them all. When I heard Laura died I was planning on coming back but Alex ruined it so I turned him into hsting the Fury pack. It didn't take much just me whispering in his ear about all of Jonathan's power and bam instant hate and greed. Stupid men.

Celestine replied. Thunder's Mom motioned her hand towards the living room, offering us a seat. Their home is a combination of modern and classic architecture type. There were beautiful antique vases on the corner and some paintings, mostly abstract paints, to be seen on the wall. "Mom! Your laptop is already fixed, I placed it in your roo–" Thunder stopped from walking downstairs when he saw us staring at him. He was on the last step of the stair, wearing a black jogging pants and… He was top less, exposing his six packed abs and well defined muscles. Yeah, he was a hottie.

He did not get back up even after a long time had passed. “...” Seeing this scene, Sol’s ancient martial artists were stunned. “Is this the strength of psychics?” “This is…” “Controlling electricity?” Everyone was shocked. “That’s our mighty captain!” “Yeah! The strength of our captain’s lightning is unparalleled.” “For the past few years, our captain has stayed on the sidelines, but now he’s finally stepped into the fray. There can’t possibly be anyone strong enough to take him on.” The psychics cheered again. The black man’s body slowly descended from the sky and appeared in the central area of Mount Ludis. He scanned his surroundings and shouted, “I’m the captain of the Meranian Psychics.

Serenity’s head snapped around she knew that rough voice. “No we aren’t, no one is to go in.” The man was stout and had dark blonde hair and a beard. A square hammer was tucked in his belt but smaller than she remembered. How in god’s name had Thor gotten here to this place and right now? She stood up as Thor argued with the man. Jor was right, fate was seriously unkind to him.

In his opinion, it was impossible for a human being to catch a bullet that carried one hundred thousand volts of electricity with bare hands. He wondered whether the man in front of him was a god or a demon. Blood Wolf's hands and feet went stiff. He felt that his hair stood on end and that a chill ran up along his spine. As a mercenary, he killed countless people and led a cruel life. He thought it was no exaggeration to call him a god of killing and his murderous aura could scare away even gods and ghosts. However, at this moment, he was frightened. That was because when he received the Pulse Thunder Gun, the person who gave him the gun told him confidently that no one in the world could s

It was Oscar. "You forced me to activate the Thunder Tempesta Physique. I'll admit that you're a rare prodigy. But you're too damn cocky. "Every era has its chosen ones, but very few make it to the end. Too much force breaks the blade. Marshal Snow, this is your limit. With my Thunder Tempesta Physique activated, I now have supreme-level power. I can go toe-to-toe with a Supreme. "What have you got against that?"

I tried to keep my voice casual. “Don’t know yet.” Before I could ask more, I saw someone approaching. A tall male with auburn hair like Tova’s. Dark circles under his eyes like he hadn’t slept in days. Dirt on his clothes. Thor. Tova’s twin brother. He barely glanced at me. “—compensate me with five girls,” Thor was saying. “Five hot girls. One per night.” Jax laughed. “I’m not in that business anymore.” “Since when?”

He felt goosebumps when Kayson used his lightning energy just now! “Yuri! Kayson’s… amazing!” Jim’s gaze was frenzied. “Aquilo…” Tamayo was dumbfounded as he felt a buzz in his head. His big brother was a true master-level fighter! It was then someone ran in hastily—the general manager, Jonah.