Omni Man Beating Mark Novels & Stories

" With that he launched forward and introduced Mark to his supersonic punch. Instantly, everyone's heart who was scared for Mark skipped a bit. The two other grandwar master stood there, convinced this supersonic punch by their colleague should do a perfect job. If the punch actually landed on his face, he would not live to see tomorrow. Bam! Mark leisurely raised his right hand amidst the crowds horrified gaze and effortlessly stopped the grandwar masters flying punch 'Is this all you got? He mocked "H...he stopped it!" Everyone including the other two grandwar masters gasped involuntarily, excluding Owen's, he carefully watched how Mark managed to hold a firm grip on the grandwar masters a

Whatever was going on, Mark tried to stay focused on the fight. A spark of hope recharged Mark when he knocked 2Pac off his feet a little. When Mark could see that 2Pac was off-balance, he lifted his foot, driving it into the metal man’s chest. The kick knocked 2Pac backward, but it didn’t knock him to the ground. After kicking 2Pac, Mark had that surreal feeling again. He went back to feeling like he was inside one of his son’s video games.

Alex I rubbed my forehead again, the pain in my side flaring up like it wanted to remind me I was an idiot for getting in the middle of all this. Mark kept pacing, his face red, fists clenched tight at his sides. Damien stood there looking tired but not backing down, and Jax just watched with that sharp look in his eyes like he was waiting for the right moment to drop whatever bomb he had. Then Mark snapped. He lunged forward fast, faster than I could grab him this time, and his fist connected right with Damien’s jaw. The sound was ugly, a solid smack that made my stomach twist. Damien stumbled back, hand flying up to his face, cursing under his breath.

Dom jumps and flips mid-air and lands behind the man catching him slightly off guard, The man spits at him and his eyes flash and suddenly he disappears, leaving Dom turning in circles trying to see where he went. A few seconds go by and then the man appears above Dom and jumps straight on top of him and forces him to the ground. He starts smashing Dom in the face blow after blow the crack of bones can be heard and blood is everywhere, Dom lets out a mighty roar which causes the man to cease. The man jumps off Dom and helps him stand, “good work son, but not quick enough” I am stunned that his own father is beating him like this is shocking and I can’t seem to wrap my mind around it. Dom sta

He sighed and hugged me tightly kissing my temple. Just as he reached my lip Mark entered the room holding a 40-year-old man... maybe 40s... completely beaten up. Busted lips. Bleeding nose.... well his condition was pretty bad, but the black suit told a different story, of course without those busted lips and..... stuff. Oddly familiar. Now who is this new entry Suddenly I heard a whip sound. Mark had a hard wood stick in his hand with which he just slashed behind that man's leg making him fall to the ground.

“Who were you spanking? We did hear rather loud screams. Tell us, did you beat up that witch, Emily? Oh boy, I wish you would have told us, and we could have all gone and beaten her black and blue.” “Well, there was some beating all right, but not the kind you or anyone would have wanted to join in,” Mark explains. “Argh, man. A beating is a beating. I know that I am not one to raise a hand to a woman, but if it's Emily, I can make an exception. Why would you be mad that the murderer got a beating?” I ask. “Mark was fucking Emily. I am not sure if you would have wanted to join in that,” Eli blurts out.

Matt smacked Mark's head upside down, stopping him from completing the sentence. "Owww!" Mark whined. "What?" Ro was clearly interested in the unfinished sentence. Mark cleared his throat and spoke again, "I meant i thought your mate would be an Alpha cos you look like a Luna." "But I'm an omega, i can't have an Alpha mate," Ro smiled weakly. "Yeeeeaaaahhh," Mark drawled out and Matt avoided her eyes.

"I know she's an omega.....But.....why did you say..." "She's the most weakest omega among the all other ranks. Just like my wife Grace" I could see a faint smile on the old man's face "She was so beautiful. Everyone in the town was jealous of her beautiful, they were jealous of me to have the most beautiful omega as my mate but...You know...everything can't be perfect, there's definitely some or the other pause in life that will make a huge turn" He caressed the ring on his finger "She was an omega....An omega who can never be marked" hearing him, I was surprised. What is this man saying? omega who can't be marked?

He stormed out of the room, leaving the door wide open and my heart hanging by threads. I pressed my back to the wall, shivering. I’d done it. I’d told him. And he didn’t care. A soft laugh echoed from the hallway. I looked up. Lucan leaned against the doorframe, watching me like I was the punchline of a cruel joke. “Told you,” he said, grinning. “No one believes the Omega.” I clenched my fists at my sides. “You’re a monster.” “Maybe,” he said with a shrug. “But I’m a clever monster. And when I’m done with this pack, your father will have no throne to sit on.”

She questioned with concern. "I lost a fang," he mumbled as his eyes rolled back as he fell backward. She tried to catch him and was able to capture the back of his head before it cracked against the tiled floor. She cried out for help as she kneeled beside him and brushed his long bangs from his face. Shallow breaths were coming out of his mouth and Sophia teared up seeing the once-viral man struggling to breathe. Otis entered the office and saw the large guy sprawled on his office floor beaten and cursed colorfully. "I will call Phil's room, hold on, Sophia," he said hurriedly and left her. Sophia told him okay as she continued checking on Faelon. Glancing down at his shirt that had ridden