One-punch Comic Book Novels & Stories

They checked twice so who could it be? Breaking the already broken door, Carson came in, and walking further he saw her. Fuck, relief flooded over him when he saw her but then he noticed the two men and what they were trying to do to her. Carson was already pumped up with anger and watching the sight made him angrier. Jackal came up to him, and since he was taller Carson had to look up but he doesn't care if he was taller and muscular. He gave a shooting punch right across his jaw, making him spit. “How dare you!” Carson bellowed, kicking on his abdomen, and Jackal fell to his knees. The blond charged toward him with a snarl but Carson was prepared. He fought with him, making him fall to the

At a lonely corner few blocks from the school, was Clenk hammering on Alex—the boy who had brought us bread as welcome gift. “Ok, that's enough.” I said, doing my best to act tough. I didn't do a very good job. Clenk slowly stood from on top of Alex, who had received some blows on his face already. Clenk stared at me, and grinned, it was almost as if he couldn't decide how he would beat me. “You must think you are tough, you little bastard.” He said as licking his lips so hard that one would wonder if he planned to peel his skin.

Does she want to die just because of a purse? I pick up the guy from on top of her and just punch him hard on the stomach? He falls off the floor and clutches his stomach as he groans in pain. The other one charges up to me in full force, but he is met by my hard blow on his nose. He doesn’t even wait, he just runs in the opposite direction screaming. The first one is just left on the floor crying.

His scream lasts exactly one second. Then he collapses as a pile of smoking dust. The third and fourth rush together. I raise my hand. The air compresses violently. Their bodies crumple like paper. Bones shatter. Blood sprays across the grass. They fall without another sound. Two left. One hesitates. Smart. The other charges blindly. I step forward. Punch. My fist goes straight through his chest. His heart stops instantly. The final man tries to run. Coward. I lift my hand again.

The First One sat on the beach and stared at the violent waves of the ocean as he deliberated. The killings had stopped but not for long. Officer Muhammad and Maryam must die in order to protect his real identity. The trip to Lagos had been taken for the main purpose of relaxing and approaching matters from a psychological point because where violence fails, logic is born. It had not been easy approaching the men running things at work and asking for some few days off but the greatest weapon in The First One arsenal was the power of persuasion.

3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall. As he stands in front of me, I shudder and gulp, I could feel cold sweats oozing from my skin pores, because the Stephen Brown in front of me now, isn’t the angelic cupid from before, he’s now like an angry mob who had his girlfriend stolen from him. He’s only cupid in front of Lisa, he’s a bouncer to everyone else! “Hey! You are the one who wants to steal Lisa from me. RIGHT?!” Stephen growls.

Johnny questions with another punch viciously in the stomach. Olivia suddenly moved forward jumping onto Johnny’s back. “Stop hitting him.” She cut him with her long nails. “Get off,” Johnny shakes her from his body but she was clawing like her life depend on it. He once had a daughter; it never occurs to him to attack her. There he stood punching Richard while the girl keeps screeching as she attacks him. Doctor Stone enters his office. He quickly rushed inside when he saw Gia just looking at the phone in her hand. Her face was ashen and she felt cold.

I quickly stand and started walking away. “Thank you for stopping by, Ms. One punch girl!” he shouted. “I have a name!” “I also have too! Akihiro! Not a superman nor a batman but still a Hiro. You’re Hiro, exclusively for you!” --

Pam laid it on thick, moaning her head off in ecstacy while smiling sweetly at Stan. Her eyes rolled back in her head as one young stud pounded relentlessly into her from behind, gripping her hips hard and slamming deep into her with obscene smacks. "Fuck, that's good! Harder!" Pam demanded of her latest boy toys. The second one, who had muscles for days and stamina to back them up, thrust deep into her mouth, holding her head steady as she gagged and drooled around him. "This is cool, right? You guys aren't one of those exclusive married couples, right?" guy number one asked, panting lightly as he pounded Pam deep.

Jacob was hesitant to say, but Martin’s eyes looked at him coldly “I found out that madam put her phone in the water, left the hotel to go to the club with Nathan and…” “Who?” “Lucas Miller” Jacob lowered his head, he knew Martin would be pissed off when he heard that name. And within seconds, Martin smashed the coffee’s cup in his hand to his table, creating a loud noise. Blood flows from his hand as he squeezes the broken cup. “Mr Clark, you hand, bleeding! I’ll get the first aid kit,” Jacob quickly searched for the box. Martin, who was still sitting on his chair, his eyes scanned his messy table and stopped at the picture on his left side. It was taken a year ago, his mind traveled, remem