Phantom Lord Swatted Novels & Stories

She stretched her arm and pressed her palm on his left cheek. “Your gaze… your position…” She snorted, bemused. BANG! The vampire lord was sent flying to the wall for a second time. His shoulder was graced with a black plasma from her. The sneaky attack made by the vampire lord was broken by Naomi's fast reaction.

Lord Dragnon asked as he walked toward Robbert. He wiped the blood off his lips, then suddenly launched at Robbert. He threw a punch with as much force as he could muster, but before it could reach him, Robbert suddenly vanished. Robbert reappeared on his right and slammed his fist into his father's head. Lord Dragnon crashed face-down into the ground, then received a heavy kick to the side. The kick not only sent him flying toward a wall in the room but also pulled a large tile from the ground. Robbert kicked the tile toward Lord Dragnon, and the large slab slammed into his face.

He was bleeding profusely and anger almost choked me when I saw the wound on my best friend’s neck. “WHO DID THIS TO YOU?!” I barked, my voice reverberating through the room. “T— Th— The Li— The Lions,” He gargled, blood gushing out of his neck as he tried to speak, “Yvette, Danger.” My best friend managed to finish before crashing into me. “GUARDS!” I yelled, holding Levi up and trying to get him out of the room. I had no idea Maeve was already so close until I heard her voice.

A mouthful of blood spurted out before Phantom passed out with utter despair written on her face. Everyone froze. ‘That’s it?’ ‘She’s done?’ ‘With a single slap?!’ ‘What is this joke?!’ Even Phantom would not believe that someone was actually this powerful. She could not even take a single slap! Lachlan and the others were shivering in their boots. Cold sweats were dripping down their backs all of a sudden. They were provoking him nonstop just before! They would have a death wish to do something like that! Harvey completely ignored Lachlan as he wiped his fingers with some more tissue.

Entering the study and seeing familiar faces,Vador smiled. "The lord," They all bowed except Jadis.He responded by nodding. "And why is someone still seated looking annoyed?" Vador asked. Standing up forceful"My lord," she said. "Why are you all here?" "Lady Jadis informed us that a human vampire named Ava is living here," Lord jack replied. Lord over the southern empire and also lady Mary's father,he wanted Vador to marry his daughter but wasn't forceful about it. "That is so against the law dark lord," Lord Matthew replied. He's the human lord in charge of the western empire.

The woman spoke with a directness that was meant to convey her seriousness, but Phantom merely chuckled in response. "Let's bring this to the court, woman, that I didn't even remember the name. We'll find out who triumphs soon enough." Phantom rose from his seat, flashing a grin. "It's like punching the moon when you emerge victorious," he remarked. With a swift motion, he snatched the item his friend had left on the table and strode past the woman, leaving her in a state of shock. Phantom's hand landed on her shoulder with a weighty emphasis. The sting of the man's slap still lingered on her cheek, but it was not enough to satiate his desire for humiliation.

The one that could make grown men forget how to breathe. “N-No, sir! No, of course not! I was just clarifying—” “Or,” Leandro continued, lightly, “do you want to be the one to take his place?” The man on the phone panicked so fast I almost laughed. “NO, SIR! I’ll execute it immediately. Right away.” “Good.” Leandro ended the call without a goodbye. I had to bite my lip to stop the smile. Galvin…my cheating, lying, “safe option” ex…reduced to mops and toilets?

Do your worst, so forgive me and let me fuck you tonight. My pussy walls contracted, the greedy bitch. “Let's see,” I breathed, desperately clinging to my dignity. He took a step back and slowly released me. — Have fun, beautiful. Feel free to send me photos. My number is in your phone. “That was presumptuous,” I said smartly. — How did you save it? Il Diavolo? Faust's mouth curved into a mischievous smile. — Il Trombamico. That's what all the kids say these days.

Big Block flew backwards, the chest had a terrible wound, bloody, cracked white bones, extremely tragic. He was not an opponent at all, being crushed easily. But this is not the end, Tadhg Walter is still moving forward, punching the sky, turning into a giant punch, more terrifying. Like connecting heaven and earth, slashing straight down, this one punch gives people the feeling that they want to split the universe and destroy everything. It's so scrary. Lunisolar Grand, Demon Lord Boss, Clan Elder quickly flew backwards, leaving this place, even so, their whole body was still covered in cold sweat and shivering.

“This is Regal Palace, the number one organization in the world! “You’re nothing compared to Leviathan Sect. Trash, absolute trash!” “Is that so?” As Barbarian spoke, a huge punch came crashing into him, sending him flying. He crashed onto the ground and felt pain in his chest. Then, struggling to his feet, he saw a man with a tattoo on his face, standing right in front. He was the assailant. “Who are you?” “Eighteen Generals of Regal Palace, Phantom Dragon.” “Eighteen Generals of Regal Palace?”