Reaction To A Punch Crossword Novels & Stories

My fist felt numb from punching the bitch. “Next time don't mess with me”

He made his move the moment he was done talking. He disappeared then appeared in her face already posed to throw a punch at her. She reflexively jumped away but only managed to dodge by a hair's breath. His punch created a gigantic crater in the ground. Rocks, sand, and dirt flew. She got blown away by the strong wind created from the impact of his punch.

The punch was like being hit with a small rock. “Didn’t I tell you not to test me?” Caleb held both of his arms and punched the bastard across the face hard. Ryan staggered backward. It wasn't acting. Caleb’s hit was hard. The mark stayed on his face like a birthmark. Caleb was already too upset, he couldn't stop himself from moving closer and grabbing him by the shirt. He started to punch him over and over again. Blood came out of his mouth. Ryan smirked as he punched him. His plan fell through. The next second, Lily burst through the door. She shouted when she saw Ryan being punched and Caleb was on top of him.

“What do you mean there’s been a compla-” I haven’t finished the sentence when suddenly the door is forced open, and a fist comes flying at my face. My reflexes kick in and I manage to block the punch and dodge it before it can connect with my face. While I’m busy blocking this punch, I neglect to react in time to the second punch that connects with my face and sends me whipping to the left as throbbing fire shoots through my face and I immediately register the familiar warm metallic taste of blood in my mouth.

He put it on. "Come on" he clapped his hands and raised up his fists. Grace punched him right on the chin. "What is that? You can't kill a fly with that, mind you" he laughed. "Then show me what a punch is" she repositioned herself. "It is what you asked for" he threw a hook punch at her. She grabbed his arm and threw him over her shoulder. Raymond landed on his arm. He groaned in pain. He felt his hand had broken.

I punch her square in the face without a single ounce of thought. Arry would be proud of the perfectly poised and formed knuckle duster I deliver, just as he taught me, sending her reeling on her ass across the path, her hood knocking back to reveal that bright red messy hair that stands out like a beacon. She grabs her face; blood instantly running from her nose and then begin shaking my hand manically as pain sears through it with an alarming speed. Hurts like a mother fucker. How the hell can he punch men and not react?

Every punch she threw was without regard for the consequences, and she would fall ten times with just one punch. When the two punches collided, her hand bled from the force of the punch, and her opponent was no better. Ashton's expression had completely changed when he saw her. His hand felt like it was broken after the collision just now, but because of the audience outside the stadium, he couldn't show it. But this still slowed down his reaction speed. When the woman punched him, he didn't have time to fight back. The punch grazed his face, causing a burning pain.

Don’t be a damsel in distress. *PUNCH* Don’t let them see you cry. *PUNCH* Stick to your guns. *KICK* Fuck Malachy and that bitch, Mirabella. * PUNCH *PUNCH *PUNCH Fuck everyone! *KICK *KICK *KICK *KICK *KICK*

I closed my eyes, feeling my hands shaking against the plastic cover on the table. How can you kill a man with one punch?

Whereas, Zuhan wanted to react but being mature he wished to know the reasoning for it. “I know you both have a lot of questions for me but before–” Raihan’s explanation was interrupted by a powerful punch across his right side of face. Stumbling with the unseen blow, Raihan stumbled and stepped backwards. Kneeling on his one knee while groaning loudly, he looked up to see an enraged Zuhan. “Argh–owwh!” Raihan wasn’t expecting him to react like that, considering Zuhan was the most composed one among them.