Mind Blow Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

as the blonde uttered and seemingly arched his head down Solomon could feel his smirk. In a split second, Solomon lost all his control and reason, his punch landed hard on the blonde guy’s jaw and everyone gasped in horror. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!”

Prologue Breathe in through the nose, out through the mouth. Strike harder, faster, no hesitations. A simple slip-up is the only difference between life and death. I grunted as I stepped forward, thrusting all my weight into my next blow. The sound of metal on metal filled the air. Sweat dripped down my brow; I ground my teeth as I pushed forward. You have to be better than your opponent. Anticipate every movement, and keep your mind focused and clear. Even on the brim of exhaustion, you must give it your all, and never show your weakness. Never show your opponent what cards you hold in your hand.

“God, how stupid could you be?!” “How stupid could you be?!” Blaze yells, lowering the gun with a scoff as he puts the safety on. “Sneaking around here? Breaking into my brother’s house?! Do you even think?!” “Do you even think?” He taunts as he kneels before her, leaning over her. “Do you want to die? Is that it? Because if it were up to me, this would have been over a long time ago. Trust me, sweetheart. I have no problem blowing that pretty little brain of yours all over this concrete.”

The only thing ringing in my head was how to get him out of here. 'Beg for my help,' The force of his words only worsened the impact of my blow on the shield. I cried out from the mind numbing pain, cupping my bleeding fist with an agitated clenched jaw. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I was loosing fast. Control slipping from me like I was nothing- You are nothing. "Shit! Cyrus!" "Oh boy! What a dramatic pair!" "You're interrupting romance, sis. Aren’t they the cutest? Anyways, it's the end of the road for them-"

Pain explodes behind my eyes. My lips sting, my jaw feels loose. The familiar metallic taste of blood coats my tongue, and I wince. The crowd goes wild, their cheers growing louder. I’m about to spit when a blow lands on my ribs. I swing back. Another lands right on my left shoulder, and I swing again—a desperate effort to get even—but it’s a lazy shot. Still, I try. I throw a punch — right hook — aimed straight at her jaw. She doesn’t move. Doesn’t even blink. My knuckles collide with her skin and it’s like hitting concrete.

"I'll never forgive you for what you've done to me! You're a monster, Zane! I curse you! I curse you from the bottom of my heart, Zane Black. You'll surely die a brutal death!" The slap came out of nowhere, a sharp, stinging crack across my face that sent a white-hot pain shooting through my skull. My lip split open, and I tasted blood, the metallic tang filling my mouth as I stumbled back, my vision swimming. The force of the blow sent me sprawling to the floor, my hands instinctively flying to my belly as a jolt of pain shot through me, a sharp, stabbing agony that made me cry out.

With a flick of his gaze, Adrian rose into the air. Seeing this, the leader said, "You don’t know your place, brat. You’re still acting so arrogant. I don’t think you even know how to spell death." His words were meant to belittle Adrian as if they had already written his defeat in their minds. Adrian’s expression `turned icy, his voice equally cold. "Oh? You think your little formation is so impressive?" With a swift motion, Adrian threw a powerful punch. The force of the punch seemed to shatter the very air itself, creating a terrifying shockwave. The black-clad men stared in horror, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

I shout, slicing at another rogue. ‎ ‎“Focused doesn’t usually mean nearly getting your head taken off!” ‎ ‎I duck under a swipe and kick hard, sending my opponent tumbling. “Define ‘nearly’!” ‎ ‎He groans. “You’re impossible.” ‎ ‎“Thank you!” ‎ ‎Despite the blood and screams, I find myself grinning. Maybe it’s battle madness. Maybe I'm just insane. Maybe it's a coping mechanism to this new chaos around me. But Thorne’s voice steadies me in a way nothing else can.

"Fire and bring this whole place down! Bury everyone here and make sure they never see daylight again" Before I, SpeedBlade, or JumpStart can do anything, the armor shoots a blast toward the crumbling ceiling.

I slap my hands over them hoping to drown out the sound but to no avail. "Are you fucking blind?" Are you blind and deaf? Can't you see where you're going?" "I can ask you the same thing. Are you blind?" "Fuck you. I didn't spill any drinks on you. Besides, if you knew what's best for you, you wouldn't talk to me like that." "And who are you?" "Asshole. I don't have time for this. Move out of my way before I decide I've had enough and break your ugly nose. "