Novel & Cerita One Punch Fanfiction

Andrei's POV. For so long, I've wanted to do this. I've fantasized about it, daydreamed about it. And now, finally, it's happening. One punch, that's all it's gonna take. One swift, sweet punch to wipe the smugness off Liam's face for good. He's got this air about him, this arrogance that's just begging to be shattered. And I'm the one who's gonna do it. I'm gonna knock him off that pedestal he's been sitting on for far too long.

Faye punched him but he didn’t move. Faye dug her fingers into his cheek and he yelled in pain, while he was distracted, she pushed his eyes, used her legs to kick him with his blinded by her punch he easily lost balance, though his grip was still tight on her which made both fall. Faye slapped him hard on the face and his grip loosened. ^^^ Faye's POV

With that, I shifted to the side a bit and punched both my hands into the ground. A huge chunk of the ground followed me in my grip as I rose to my feet and just as that chunk went up, it came down— as I slammed it on the Dark One. The sound of the impact shook the scene and the area around us… but I wasn’t done. I glared at the smashed rock pieces that were now a pile on top of the Dark One. I glared at it with the luminous furiousness that was pouring out of my eyes and lighting up the area before me, and then I suddenly punched my hand through the rock pile.

I stumble backward, nearly knocking over the guy behind me, one hand on my face, completely stunned. And just like that, everything goes dark for a split second. Damn. Did she really just- "Did you just fucking punch me?!"

“There goes one.” “I’ll kill you. I’ll kill you if it’s the last thing I do!” Tina spit. “You know where I am. Come get me so we can settle this once and for all.” “My pleasure.” CLICK!” Tina hung up, but my anger was pumping through my veins. Grabbing her hand, I used all my force to pull every single finger out of her hand before she finally lost enough blood that she passed out. “WAKE UP!” I screamed before I punched her. I only got one in before someone pulled me off her.

She’s a slut. My chest drops, and I feel sick to my stomach. Is that what they think of me? I’ve never even been kissed, and this guy thinks I’m a slut. Is this what it’s going to be like my whole life? People thinking I’m a slut because I have four mates? Puma lets go of my hand, so I look up just in time to see him swing a punch at the guy. It makes a loud thwack as his fists connects with the guy’s face and he falls to the ground at the impact.

I want to be a good father and husband to Yvelle and Kim. I heard the conversation between Kim and Madeline. I turned in their direction and I didn't notice a man who was going to rush at me and I couldn't avoid it. He gave me a strong punch so I punched him back. Another man rushed so I quickly kicked him and he fell to the floor writhing in pain. SOL POV

I flung open the door, grabbed his collar, and punched him, screaming, "Shut the fuck up!" Caught off guard by the attack, he flew into a rage and punched me square in the right cheek. The stinging pain actually brought me some relief. I needed a fight to vent the pent-up frustration inside. I deliberately provoked him further, and he swung more punches at me, cursing all the while: "You're crazy! Get lost!" Finally, I collapsed onto the roadside grass, the cold wind making every bone ache. Staring up at the sky, my vision blurred, filled only with Rue's face—her wolf-like refusal with reddened eyes, and the tender gaze she'd cast at Percy during the engagement party.

This fantasy relationship we had will end sooner or later. “Fuck are you doing?!” Lincoln sprung up and, without a second thought, hit Deacon directly in the face. Lincoln's eyes are glaring with anger. "How can you say that?!" Lincoln didn't stop punching Deacon until no blood came out of him. "Say that again, you jerk, and I won't hesitate to beat you until you stop breathing." Deacon, who was lying under Lincoln, who was not resisting his punch. I was just sitting there, dumbfounded by what I was witnessing right now, as Lincoln beat Deacon to death.

As soon as he lets his guard down, I land an uppercut on his jaw. "That's for hurting my girl," I snarl at him, and then I punch him again "That's for trying to manipulate her to come back with you," I say before adding one final punch right on his temple, effectively knocking him out "And that is because I godsdamn felt like it," I finish, holding my other hand out for the syringe of devilsbane as Max approaches.