Rumble Power Slap Novels & Stories

Bright red palm prints were plastered on both sides of his face. Before he could get back up again, Harvey took a step forward and slapped him down once more. Vince screamed in pain as he slammed into the ground. Slap! “A God of War, you say?!” “Your very own Zephyr Slash?” “Winner takes all!” “Well, then! Why don’t you tell me who’s the winner right now?!” Harvey kept slapping Vince down without mercy as he spoke. The man who brought his entire force so he could rise to power, was right now wailing in pain after being constantly slapped in the face. His face became as swollen as a pig.

The giant enforcer charges forward with a deafening roar, his claws aiming directly for my throat, intending to end the fight in a single, bloody strike. I don't dodge backward. I step directly into his attack radius. My body moves with terrifying speed and precision. I slip under his swinging arm, my left hand driving upward into his exposed ribs with the force of an iron piston. A sickening CRACK echoes through the air as his ribs shatter instantly under the pressure of my strike. Before he can even scream, I grab his arm, pivot my hips, and slam his massive two-hundred-and-fifty-pound body straight into the dirt floor.

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.

The excitement was getting under my skin and a small thrill went through me. A few minutes later, the music changed. It was loud with pounding drums. The roar started low, building with the music. A voice yelled out from the speakers. “Ladies, grab your man, gentlemen grab her hands and keep her from mauling our hometown boys. Here they are… The Slam.”

He was so humiliated that he and his friends spread rumors that I was sleeping around, stringing multiple guys along at the same time. When Sally found out, he went after them one by one. He beat every single one of them until no one dared whisper my name again. One time, the boy who started the rumors called in a few of his friends. After school, they followed Sally down the hallway and shoved him through a floor-to-ceiling window. Sally never saw it coming. His entire body crashed through the glass, and he tumbled to the ground in a shower of broken shards. The fall was not far enough to cause anything serious, but both of his arms were slashed to ribbons by the fragments.

—as he drove into me. He reached back and grabbed the ruler again. While he was fucking me, he started to slap the ruler against my stomach and my breasts. Slap. Slap. Slap. The cold wood on my front and his hot meat on my inside was too much. I was a mess of noise and fluids.

She understood that her situation was very serious and that she needed to be careful. Feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins, Julie summoned every bit of courage she could find within herself. With determination, she raised her hand and delivered a strong, firm slap to the man's face. The sound of the slap rang out loudly in the narrow alley, resonating in the air like the sharp crack of a gunshot.

I said mockingly and he grabbed my collar once again. "Are you really testing my patience, huh?! Then call his co-owner! I don't care if Tong is busy! I'm sure his co-owner is here so let him talk to me!" He shouted at my face and that's the moment when I lost it all. I grabbed his hand tightly and slowly took it away from my collar and I can see him flinching but that's what I really wanted to see. This guy seems to think that I'm easy and I cannot afford to give him the wrong idea. Might as well give him a glimpse of what I can do just to kick his ass out of here. I heard some of the spectators gasped because of what they are seeing.

Rujan grunted with each brutal impact and struggled to break free. Rujan broke free, lurched to his feet, and tackled Rufus into the side of a huge oak tree. Rufus linked his hands and hammered Rujan’s back like a wolf, forcing Rujan to lurch away. Pressing the advantage, Rujan lashed out with a roundhouse kick and followed with a lightning-quick jab to the gut. Rujan swung, his powerful biceps bunching with his fist, but Rufus ducked fluidly and retaliated with an uppercut that snapped Rujan’s head back.

Sumire slaps him calm, cool, and merciless which gasped everyone in the place. His face turns on the right side due to the impact. Sumire's handprint stamped on Klauss' pale cheek. Sure the slap stings him. ‘The audacity of this cockroach to slap me! Doesn't she know who I am? I'm the famous- ' Klauss faced her again yet another massive, thunderous slap landed on his other cheek for the second time. He curses under his breath. 'That's it! you're fuck up now, lady! '