Rob Slap Battles Novels & Stories

“One at a time. Let’s see who can knock me on my ass.” Rebel steps forward first. Her blonde hair is tied back tight, her eyes locked on him like she’s already mapped out every strike. They circle, slow at first, then she lunges. Her foot swings high, aiming for his ribs, but he blocks it with a grunt. She follows with a punch, then another, landing one solid hit against his side. He spins out of reach and grins. “That all you’ve got?” She snarls and charges again, but he twists and uses her momentum to throw her off balance. She hits the mat with a loud slap and curses as she rolls over.

"Yup seems I did... Twice." Both his cheeks were bright red and stung from the slap. 'By the gods he's as weak as I remember, I even held back on those.' "You son of a bitch!" Halbert Roared and reached for his sword at his side, but as he began to draw it from the sheathe Chris stepped forward and kicked the hilt of it knocking it back in. SMACK! "Y-You!" He tried again. SMACK! The process kept repeating itself. SMACK

he comes closer to me yanking me by legs I scream at him yelling for him to leave me alone I somehow manage to kick him in face running to the balcony going downstairs when I get to the living room I don't hear him running after me or anything I decide to sit in the couch waiting for our Parents I am telling them I really can't live like this. Minutes pass then I think I feel someone behind me as I am sitting in the couch when I look up Zach is standing there it all happens so fast he grabs me by my hair before I try to get away then slaps me so hard my cheek is on fire "I told you not to make me fucken mad now I am mad" he slaps me again this time I crash on the floor.

"Don't be afraid now, Mag. Your grandfather is handling other matters, but I'm here to stand up for you." The sight of my grandmother made Don's face turn pale. "Mom… W-What are you doing here?" Before Don could say more, my grandmother tilted her head slightly. Her bodyguard, James Gibson, stepped forward, and he slapped Don so hard that he fell to the ground. "If I hadn't come, I'd never have proof of you siding with outsiders to bully my granddaughter," she said sharply. Hearing my grandmother's unapologetic defense of me, a deep sense of guilt welled up in my heart.

The way Greg's eyes lapped up every inch of my bare skin from a few playing tables away made me visibly blush and head back to my bar stool and drink. “Rocco,” Greg shouted across the room, “A thousand dollars in chips for everyone here to play with, put it on my tab, let's make this a big one guys!” Mr Mystery no longer, Rocco smiled widely, nodded, and raised a glass of scotch to Greg as everyone shouted cheers. Of course he was called Rocco, a smooth, playboy name perfectly matching that confidence, I don’t know why but my hands trembled as I lifted my replaced drink into the air. As much as I was fighting it there was something in the air.

“Mr. Gibson, I don’t lack any money. I have a few properties, so I’m not worried about not having money. What I want is your face!” As soon as he spoke, he lowered his hand. He gave River a strong slap on the face, which produced a loud thud. In an instant, River flew away from the slap. A heavy palm print was left on his face, and he looked quite miserable. Two of River’s teeth fell out as a result of the slap. One could see how ruthless the slap was. Did Levant not say he would do it gently? Was that considered gentle? Levant cast a glance at his hand before he smiled and said, “Oh gosh, I’m sorry for slapping you so hard. Mr. Gibson, I’ll see you in the upcoming competition.”

Bobby replied, swearing under his breath to do everything possible to nab the killers within the given time. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ “Damn! Slash his head dude’ Jake exclaimed excitedly, punching the buttons on his joystick as his avatar stood over Brandon after taking it down with a uppercut, it stood over the opponent and drew out a sword. Jake sat on the rug close to the TV, in order to have a close view and enjoy the game. Brandon was sitting on a stool not far from Jake at the other side, eyes glued to the TV screen with the other gamepad in his hand.

Before she could drop the last words, Dansanisa gave her a hard slap on the face. Rosela yelped and held down her cheek. She bent, twisting her face with one eye closed as a result of the slap and the pain she felt at that point, it was as if her teeth were about pulling out from their normal position. Tears rolled down her cheek this time around. The slap was so hot that it turned her face red. "Now, look here young lady, don't you ever raise such abominable accusations on my husband again, dont!" Kwensa walked in after a while of standing by the door entrance, listening to everything.

His jaws snapped dangerously close to Edward’s throat, but Edward dodged with a grace that belied his size. "Is this your grand plan, Robin?" Edward’s voice echoed in Robin’s mind through their mindlink. "To prove your worth by fighting me?" "You never listened to words," Robin snarled back. "Maybe actions will convince you." The battle raged on with a primal ferocity, each clash of claws and snap of teeth echoing like thunder through the silent hills. Robin lunged forward again, his muscles coiled like steel, claws aiming for Edward's chest. But Edward was quicker, twisting his body at the last second. Robin's claws raked across empty air, his momentum carrying him forward as Edward spun an

When Johann was finally done with his romantic getaway, he came back home and trampled all over my self-esteem like he was disciplining a mere dog. Was I just their afterthought after all? I flung my phone onto the couch in a rage. "I hate secondhand men who've been defiled by other women!" This was the first time I had said such harsh words to him. Unexpectedly, Johann frowned at once as anger lit up in his fiery eyes. He grabbed my chin tightly and slapped me hard on the cheek just a split second later. He slapped me so hard that my vision blacked out for a moment. "Nancy Castro! I am the one paying for your food and your lodging! How dare you yell at me like that! Who the hell do you thin