One Punch Man Monster Novels & Stories

It was a clash between two powerful beings. Lucas thought of imitating Dark Warrior's actions by observing the fight. After 10 minutes, the elderly man seemed to have the short end of the stick. Thunder Monster smirked. "Human, I advised you to run for your life. You're no match for me." The elderly man looked at Thunder Monster but remained silent. "Since you're unwilling to run away, accept your death!" Then, Thunder Monster wielded both his hammers and forcefully banged them on his drum. Consequently, a clap of thunder was formed.

He warned Becky. Becky pushes the man aside and tries to move towards Marcus room. All the guards gathered around her and about to attack when Becky slipped from their side and punch one guard on his belly. It was a hard and powerful punch enough to weaken the monster. " You Bitch" All attack together on Becky who flip in the air and back while kicked all together. All fall back with her strong forceful kick. Becky went back and stand on her feet and looked all together.

It spits it out, pounded its chest, and bellows. "My lady! Here!" She stands up and went to where Dune was waving his arms around. After getting to him, he raised up his hands and his body started to glow. Evy went behind him and watched. The monster began to dash towards Dune only for him to jump 8 meters high in the air and timed his descent on its face, pushing it back. The monster easily aviates far, hits the ground, and was rendered completely unconscious. Evy could not explain the surprise she had at that moment. One hit and it was done.

’ He could just picture his close friend punching this Monster over and over again. His face was already fucked. It was pretty messed up. But for now, it was his time. ‘You must know why you are here?’ Josh asked in a mocking tone. The Monster whimpered while thrusting his head side to side. How could he not know. Josh thought. This made Josh just mad. And so, with force he ripped off the tape from his mouth. It made the Monster gasp in pain. ‘Please,’ the Monster begged. Josh back handed him. ‘How pathetic can you be?’ He demanded while grabbing a bunch of his hair and pulling it backwards.

"Yes. Now, let go. If you push yourself farther, you might die." Hearing the word 'die' made me let go of my clenched fist as fast as lightning. My body slumped on the ground and my eyes were already closed halfway. Everything was blurry, but I somehow saw the guy punching the monster and scratching him with his sharp claws, the ground was wrecked, the walls were broken, the guy was about to behead the monster but then it quickly disappeared. I don't know how, but I found myself being carried by the guy. Again, I found myself with a stranger.

"Watch out!" It was a familiar roar, which was soon followed by the sound of a fist punching through the air. "Eight-Shadowed Fists!" Bam! Solana heard the sound of flesh and bones being pierced, and she felt hot air current oncoming. Then, Solana opened her eyes and saw a terrifying monster staring at her. The head of the monster was less than a hand away from her face, but Caspian already punched it. Amidst the gurgling sound, the hot blood mixed with the brain fluid blasted out from the monster's head and trailed along with Caspian's hand.

He stared at the screen like he could bring Marcus back by sheer will. Then, with a sudden roar, he slammed his fist into the wall. Pain burst through his hand, but he didn’t care. He grabbed the chair beside him and flung it across the room. It smashed against the desk, a leg splintering. “Fuck!” Blood dripped from his knuckles. That’s when Kristen burst in. “Carlo?!” she gasped, taking in the wreckage. “What happened?” She ran to him, eyes wide. “Your hand—Jesus, it’s bleeding!”

I hate the look of my muscles all tense and stitched tight on my back. A lifetime of blows and bouncing back collects scars. I've had a lot of scalding showers, and bruises have become stretched and angry on me, causing pitted scars. There are no tears, but the groans come in multitude. As a monster, you learn never to accept pain. Pain only affects you if you let it. Black slacks. Black socks. Charcoal shoes are polished until they look like a crisp new apple skin. The shirt is deep forest green, which brings out the natural multiple hues of green in my eyes. Intentional. Gold flecks are juxtaposed in my iris.

WINTER POV The first punch sounded like a gunshot. Dante’s fist collided with Marcus’s jaw, snapping his head to the side with brutal force. The crack echoed through the room, sharp and violent. Marcus staggered— But didn’t fall. He laughed. Actually laughed. Blood spilled from his lip as he straightened slowly, eyes wild. “That’s more like it,” he said. Kai didn’t wait. He slammed into Marcus from the side, driving him into the wall hard enough to shake the frame. Wood splintered. Glass rattled.

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.