Old Ladies Fighting Novels & Stories

This old lady was, no doubt, making a joke out of herself. “Hmph. Do you truly think you’re my elderly just because I address you as such?” Fane did not back down when he saw how she rushed up to him without holding back and even activated her Chi. Scoffing at her, he tightened his fist before he threw it to intercept her attack. ‘This young man dares to stand his ground still, forcefully resisting me?’ The old lady’s heart dropped when she saw how Fane still stood up bravely against her.

the elegant old lady suddenly got angry. Stuart immediately looked around and pointed to a road leading to the independent recuperation area: "Over there!" The old lady was startled. She was fine. But... The old lady had just taken her medication and fallen asleep. And then the Solomon family arrived. Before she could react...Anniston slapped her. "How are you taking care of the old lady? If anything happens to her, can your worthless life compensate?" Anniston scolded angrily. “Mom!” Fiona's ears were buzzing. She didn't even notice when Darwin appeared.

Fighting mindless energy beast was not as fun as facing off against an intelligent opponent with fighting styles and attack strategy. These two old fogeys he was facing off against had great teamwork, usually, experts of their caliber fought alone. He released another sea of flames from under his feet to melt the spikes the taller of the two elders used as a sneak attack while using his Red fang to block the stone blade used by the chubby elder.

As eyes caught movement down the row. An old woman, maybe sixty, frail and hunched, with sagging breasts and a body that looked like it had been used up years ago. She was trying to reach a nozzle at the edge, Three younger women... who were surprisingly clothed in scraps... immediately blocked her path. One shoved her shoulder hard. “Move it, crone,” the leader snarled. “You’ve dropped enough weak litters. This spot’s for those who still produce.” The old woman stumbled, nearly falling. Laughter came from the group. One of them kicked a bucket of soapy water toward her feet splashing her legs.

I shrieked,the nurse immediately disengaged,her cheeks burning bright red. "He wants to see you!"She said and filed out. I turned behind me to see JoJo videoing. "Happy New Year!"They both said,and my heart was in a million places. "The hell..." "We got him good,didn't we?"JoJo asked,"yes"grandad said,smiling,the old bastard. "Still playing pranks at this age I see..."I pointed out feeling dumb. He brought out his arms,but I went to hug him before he could stretch his hands out fully.

The battle for Selene had begun. A vicious, swirling fight ensued. Only the snapping of jaws, growling and yelping could be heard as the entire town stood dumbly to watch this death match. I couldn’t look at Selene, if I saw the state of her in her dress, my heart would have broken and I’d have been quickly injured. Instead I drove on, chasing Julien down grabbing his hind leg in my teeth and dragging to the floor. Jumping on him I went for his neck.

He let her tug him up, and Maisie grasped him under his elbows, holding him steady until his wobbling and hopping stopped. Nick breathed out, relieved that he hadn’t landed on his ass. Maisie’s grip was surprisingly strong, but then again, the woman was almost as tall as he was, and she was all shoulders and hips and thighs. She’d told Nick that she’d played semi-pro rugby a few years earlier, and he’d blinked at that, but then he’d considered her physique. Yeah, she looked like she’d more than hold her own in a scrum – and Nick meant a scrum with guys his size. He was damn sure that Maisie could take them down. “OK,” Maisie said, still holding his elbows in a death-grip. “Over here, Nick.”