Omni Man Beats Up Mark の小説・ストーリー

He watched as Mark’s body slumped to the ground, and the man turned his full glare to him, but Ethan didn’t care; all that mattered was getting to Lily first. In the tense silence, the older man lunged at Ethan with a sudden move, unleashing a furry, precise strike on Ethan’s face. Ethan took the blow head-on, not caring about the pain, but he took it for a reason; he side-stepped the man, slamming his clenched fist into the man’s side stomach. As the man tried to regain his composure, Ethan pinned one of his hands behind his back, and with a sudden burst of speed, Ethan pushed him forward with an intense force towards the door. The man collided with the door with force but managed to free h

Wickman, as the teacher began to talk. As he demonstrated a little agility with speed, Mr. Wickman nodded. “I see that is all you will show today. We do have a new student, let us see what she is capable of.” He added, looked at Cordovia from across the way. His blood shot eyes seemed to stare into her soul, and it gave her the creeps a little. With a light pink hue to her cheeks, the girl rubbed the back of her neck nervously. She cleared her throat and merely explained her situation to the teacher. Though he didn’t seem amused by her ‘storytelling’. He also seemed to be slightly agitated about something. His eyes darted around the room anxiously, though nobody else seemed to notice. “You s

Kincaid growls as he folds his arms. Gavin smirks. "Oh, she knew who killed them. And man, if I were you, I would be ashamed. Your training must suck. You said they were three of your best, but they were killed by a true omega in human form," Gavin says in a voice so condescending Kincaid immediately snarls. "WHAT," he roars, and Gavin smirks.

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

Mark moves forward with stealthy steps, as if the air itself carried him in its arms. Suddenly, a man with black hair and a thick beard lunges at him. “Sam! Mark!” I shout, instantly on high alert. “Shh… calm down,” Sam hisses, raising his arm to my stomach, stopping me from moving forward. Mark turns sharply, lifting the man into the air, and while he screams, he slams him to the ground—hard enough to keep him immobile for hours, yet gentle enough to ensure he keeps breathing.

“How did you get to Von?” “His nightclub. Didn’t listen when you shut the world down.” Mark started looking me up and down, pausing at my breast. “I want a date. You have to wear something that shows off your curves and that tight little ass of yours.” He licked his lips in a way that made my skin crawl. Without even hesitating, I pulled my arm back and punched him square in the jaw. He was knocked out cold, instantly. I was pissed. Beyond livid, really. Turning, I saw the two warriors staring at me, wide eyed.

He was about to leave his sight to go sit in the living room when Aiden dragged him back. He reached into his pocket for his phone and gave it to Mark. "Explain this!" Mark's expression changed as he looked at the picture. He looked surprised, but he quickly masked it off. "So? This is just a picture of me." "What were you doing there? And don't you dare lie to me!" Aiden screamed. For a second, Mark got scared at his outburst, but he hid it. "You're here to shout because of a useless omega?" He scoffed. For a split second, he noticed Aiden's eyes change to golden. It was so fast to register what might happen next when he felt a sudden pain on his face that made him stagger backwards.

I would make it so kids screamed just by looking at him. "Well little Omega," he sneered, "looks like I finally get to kill you." "I won't make it easy," I promised. Deven's smirk dropped, replaced by a menacing glare that could rival the grinch. He bent down and again gripped my neck in his huge hand. He apparently, lacked creativity when it came to handling me. He squeezed, so tight it almost felt as if my head and body were two separate parts.

Already, everyone had risen to their feet. A wolf leaped at Marcus. Marcus flew up to the height of the wolf, and drilled his hands and claws into the wolf's torso, splitting the wolf into two. All wolves enraged, Wolan zoomed closer to make a swipe. Marcus leaned backward, his feet scraping the floor as he glided beneath Wolan. He grabbed Wolan’s leg from below, and twisted, wrenching a pained growl off him. Twisting one more time, he flung him to the wall harder, and Wolan broke the unbreakable wall. Dominic rolled over the floor, yelling in pain, holding his leg.

RON “CLIMB IT!” I roar, shoving Zli toward the chain-link fence. “I’ll handle this bastard. GO!” Zli hesitates for a fraction of a second, his eyes flashing with a mix of tactical calculation and raw worry. “Ron—” “I said MOVE!” I bark. I don’t have time for a debate. I whip around just as the Crimson Dragon enforcer—a hulking piece of muscle named Marco Bellini’s favorite street-soldier—swings a heavy wooden baseball bat. I dive to the left, the wood whistling inches from my ear.