Mortal Kombat X Johnny Cage Novels & Stories

She had always obeyed him. He simply couldn't accept her being alone in a room with another man. Ken was about to be overwhelmed with jealousy and anger. He clenched his fists, about to knock on the door when his phone suddenly started beeping. He received countless messages. Immediately afterward, his agent called. "Ken, something major happened!" "What is it?" "You'd better see for yourself!" His agent sent several links to him and then hung up. Ken clicked on the links. [Famous celebrity Jennifer Knowles pushed her fellow screenwriter down the stairs, causing the other party to miscarry. She also physically harmed her. Another famous celebrity, Ken Lambert, indiscriminately helped Jennife

Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions as she tried to comprehend what had just happened. "He's... he's dead," she whispered, her voice barely audible, as tears welled up in her eyes. The sight before her was too much to bear. Mr. Johansson, the oldest housekeeper in the mansion, had always been kind to her, and now he lay lifeless, a victim of the intruder's attack. The security personnel and staff were in a state of shock and confusion as they tried to process the tragic event. And then, she saw Haider. He was standing there, holding a gun in his hand, his eyes cold and fixed on Mr. Johansson's body. Ameera's astonishment only grew as she looked at him, unable to comprehend what was happenin

Thud. Their fist met. Mad dog was a huge, muscular man with a massive fist that were clearly bigger than Jate Woods's. he had thought that he could take Jate Woods down with one punch. However, you did not expect the immense power that radiated through Jate Woods's fist when their fists met. Craaaaack! The moment Mad dog began to wail, Jate had already sent a flying kick to his head. Mad dog flown while ended abruptly as his body flew across the air and landed before Johnson. He was already dead by then.

Your support keeps these stories alive. ⚠️ Trigger Warning & Disclaimer This novel, Cage to Cage, is a work of dark mafia romance. It explores dangerous relationships, criminal underworld dynamics, and the fragile line between desire and destruction. Because of the nature of the story, it contains themes that may be distressing, uncomfortable, or triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care and awareness of your own limits. Trigger Warnings The following content appears throughout the story, either directly or through implication: • Physical and emotional abuse – depictions of controlling, manipulative, and harmful behavior.

I back up till my sneakers hit the rocks around the well. Have they found Alec? God, I hope not. If I hid him in the wrong spot, if it’s all my fault that he’s found… I don’t get to worry about Alec for long. The Silver Hunters attack me five at a time, coming at me from all sides. The switch flips in my brain, and power and speed pumps through my veins. I meet the Hunters head on, confidence pulling my lips into a grin. I kick a man in the stomach. He falls to the ground, and I punch another in the face. Blood spurts from his nose, and he turns and runs.

But the deeper I dug, the more I needed to see it for myself. Then he stepped into the cage. Jax Rivera. Twenty-seven. Underground legend. Tall, ripped, covered in scars and tattoos that told stories of every fight he had survived. Short black hair, sharp jaw, and eyes that looked like they had already decided how he was going to destroy his opponent. His body was pure power — broad shoulders, thick arms, abs carved like stone, and powerful legs that moved like a predator.

In the blink of an eye, the once dreaming man laid dead in the pool of his own blood. The culprit simply walked towards the dead body and removed all the accessories and gadgets from him including all the arms he carried about. As soon as he was done.. he jumped out of the window and into the truck that was waiting for him... All that was left... Was the dead Mr Charles and an empty classroom. The girls had been... Kidnapped! The last straw... And this is where, The real story... Begins. CAGED : Survival. By Queenebunoluwa15 Queenebunoluwa15.

The young woman from before was there as well, and she pointed directly at Javier and said, “It’s him! He’s the *sshole who did it!” Johnny had a menacing smile on his face when he stood before Javier. “You f*cking champion, how dare you…” Javier made the first move before Johnny could even finish his sentence. As a pocket knife jabbed right through Johnny’s trachea, Javier aimed another heavy punch at his temple. Both movements had been dealt very seamlessly and under a single second, causing Johnny, who had still been menacingly making a statement a second ago, to end up lying on the floor like a dead corpse.

I grabbed a sharp piece of burning debris that had fallen during the helicopter explosion, I stabbed him in the same spot Kara had shot him earlier, he yelped. "That's new, I didn't know you could feel pain." I mocked him. I let go of him and stepped back a few inches, I motioned for him to step on the ledge while pointing his own gun at him. "Still allowing me to die honourably?" Johnny said cockily. I didn't say a word. Surprisingly he complied and got on the ledge. "Like I said billionaire boy... Checkmate!" I was lost for a nanosecond which was just about long enough for him to push another button.

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.