Rob Slap Battles Novels & Stories

Caleb complains "Cause I don't want to hurt it....can't I punch something else other than trees?" "You make my work so difficult" hey another drama king in my life "Luther please take over" Luther stands up and walks towards me "We're gonna have a one to one Battle" "Huh?" "Just try to punch me" "Uhmm okay" I try but he blocks it "Again" I try,he blocks it again "Again" I get mad and use my strength to punch him and he goes flying against the tree

Three other victorious fighters from earlier matches trailed in as well, all of them tall, muscular futas with hungry eyes and growing bulges in their shorts. “Club rules, rookie,” Carla said, voice low and mocking. “You lose… you pay. And tonight you’re the locker room bitch.” Roxy tried to stand tall, but her legs were still shaky. “Fuck you. I’m not….” A heavy hand from behind shoved her forward. One of the other fighters, a tall Black futa named Jax grabbed Roxy’s sports bra and ripped it off in one brutal yank, exposing her firm breasts and hard nipples.

His eyes started glowing and he extended his canines. He slapped my hand away, extended his claws and tried slashing at me. I dodged it and pushed with both hands at his chest causing him to fly back. The other warriors readied themselves and started growling. My father and gabby’s brothers stepped around the table and came closer to us. Dmititri got back up and raised his hand throwing a punch. I grabbed his hand, crushing every bone in it before landing my fist on his face.

The moment his eyes catches her blood in her lips, he blood boils in rage. Ryan goes crazy. Someone slapped his sunshine! "Son of bitch! Who has hitted my Hope." Ryan grabs the boy infront and hit his head on the wall. "Who slapped her damnit." Then he hit last boy on his face hardly. One Punch from Ryan and the boys got blood on there faces. "Said who slapped her." "Not me!" When he again about to hit the another boy, he stops him. "Then who slapped her!" Ryan grabs his collar "Him!" Boy said pointing his finger towards rocky

The crowd watched, captivated by the display of skill and the undeniable bond between the two friends. In a breathtaking moment, Leori executed a daring smash, the ball whizzing past Robin's outstretched paddle. Cheers erupted from the spectators, applause ringing through the room. But Robin, refusing to be defeated, dove for the ball, his body extending in a display of pure athleticism. With a swift flick of his wrist, he returned the shot with an unexpected spin, catching Leori off guard.

"What the hell are you doing?" He didn’t respond, didn’t even flinch at the blow. Instead, he advanced again, his strikes faster, more deliberate. Every movement was aimed to incapacitate, not to intimidate. Sabrina blocked one swipe, their claws colliding with a metallic screech. She countered, aiming for his ribs, but Aurelio twisted, narrowly avoiding the attack before delivering a powerful kick to her stomach. The force sent her skidding back several feet, her boots scraping against the stone. "Snap out of it!" Sabrina yelled, frustration clear in her voice. She rushed forward, delivering a heavy punch to his jaw.

Ben laid face down– he let out a sudden scoff, tilting his head in the process as he slowly wiped off a line of blood at the end of his lips, her mouth slightly twisted. He chuckled. " Gosh, how I hate intruders " He muttered and sharply swayed to his feet, punching him back in the process. Rubin wasn't expecting that as well– he spontaneously staggered to the ground with Laura and Alixies, rushing to his aid. "Aish– you really gets on my nerves, Rubin" He muttered. Not withstanding his irritating character, Rubin swiftly loosed himself from Alixies' grip and pumped a fist again. Laura and Alixies, helplessly yelled out for them to stop as it escalated into another world war.

I ducked under a strike, rolled to the side, and kicked a pillar to keep him off balance. Caleb’s swing caught my shoulder. Pain shot through me, but I kept moving, aiming for the ring. Lola hit his arm, forcing him to flinch. I lunged, claws scraping against metal. He countered, knocking me back. I rolled, kicked debris into his face, and kept circling. Each blow from him was brutal, precise, and fast. I blocked, parried, and dodged, refusing to stop. Caleb lunged again, aiming for my chest. I twisted, striking his wrist. Sparks flew as our powers collided. He growled, swinging hard, and I ducked, feeling the air slice past my head.

Ryker snarls, grabbing another guy by the collar and slamming him to the floor. “Ryker, stop!” Quinn yells, but it’s too late. Ryker is lost to the fury. His fists fly. His body moves with a rage I’ve never seen in him before. He’s not holding back. Another one rushes him and Ryker turns, blocks the punch, and drops him with a knee to the stomach and an elbow across the face. The rest of them, what’s left of them, start backing up. They drag their fallen friends, stumbling toward the door. A few spit curses. One throws a water bottle. Another swears he’ll “see us again.”

“C’mon, I don’t bite, Ms. Marquez, and I’m pretty sure you are aware it’s a criminal offense for an Olympic qualifier to beat a normal citizen, right?” “One more word, and you’ll suffer for it.” The guy who was bugging her completely stood down and chose to sit beside her. He ordered some whiskey and slid down a picture of a woman. “Can you fucking leave me alone?!” Sabrina burst out and punched the guy on her left. “God, can you chill down, woman? I was going to give you information about your beloved player.” Hearing Sol’s name was a bad trigger for Sabrina. The moment he was brought up to the topic, she instantly kicked his rib cage and started to beat him crazy.