Rumbling Bald Novels & Stories

"What goes around, comes around, Baldy." And with that said... *BOOM* Poor old Baldy exploded into pieces, his talismans unaffected as they slowly floated in the air for a little while before landing on the remaining pieces of him.

heard the sound of stones rolling down the hillside and he moved secretly, fearing something heavy was approaching. Ragnar leaned forward, spear in hand, and leaned his back against the largest stone, a half stone, and another tall stone. But in this way he will not be surprised by unexpected surprises. No matter what, he had to fight his anger. Ragnar knew that if he had to die, as his father had taught him, he would die of his wounds. He relaxed as he licked his lips and placed his hand on the rough spear. The scent I had smelled before became stronger. There was something human and animal about her. It smelled like wolf skin. Now he began to hear faint sobs like a large animal sniffing t

That single step carried huge momentum, and the sound of thunder could be vaguely made out. *Step* The Lightning Emperor took another step and moved a little closer to the arena. Once again, the step was as profound as a lecture on the gravity of life given by a philosophy professor. This time the sound of thunder could be made more distinctly. *Step* *Rumble* *Step* *RUmble* *STep* *RUMble* *STep* *RUMBle* *STEp* *RUMBLe* *STEp* *RUMBLE* *STEP*

Two of the assholes had shifted which was not a pretty sight. “Well, what do we have here. A poor little lost human. No, you are not human, are you? I do not recognize your scent.” the bald one sneered. “Tell us baby, what you are.” the short one added. “Fuck you, I am not telling you for pieces of shit anything.” I hissed.

Voices could be heard naming their prices. Each price was higher than the one before. Soon, it reached tens of thousands of dollars. The blind masseuses had sharper hearing than ordinary people. The women in front of me couldn't help but breathe heavily out of excitement as they listened to the prices.

Thinking that he had taken hold of her, "I didn't expect it, I recognize you, aren't you the woman who was toyed with by Boss, you can either get me killed today, when I'm better, I'll definitely get you killed." Bald head climbed up with all his strength. He smugly smiled, “Do you who I am? My name is Rat, I'm freaking big in this area and…” The last word was caught in his throat. Aurora choked the bald man. She was incredibly strong. The bald man grabbed her hand and struggled hard. But it was like being wrapped around a boa constrictor. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

“That bald bastard and his ridiculous wig should prepare himself. I’ll beat his old hairy ass! I swear, after what he has done, I will completely forget that he is our father!” Without another moment of hesitation, Ragnar broke into a hurried stride, chasing after Dax and Villion as they disappeared down the corridor. His footsteps thundered against the floor, driven by the same burning wrath that propelled the others forward. Behind them, Bruno released a slow breath. He reached up and firmly pushed his eyeglasses higher onto the bridge of his sharp nose. For a fleeting moment, an eerie dangerous glow flared within his green irises behind the lenses and then he followed his alpha brothers.

"Rumble" In a mountain peak, there was a continuous sound of collision. It was as if the top of the mountain had been ripped apart by brute force, leaving behind only a few traces, leaving behind an empty space. On it, a man put his palms together and separated quickly. Suddenly, a white light flew out of his palm at a high speed, as if it was boiling. As a result, the whole space was filled with sounds of piercing. "Ah..." "Spare me!"

Without hesitation, Frank rushed forward when a tall, well-rounded bald man appeared before he reached the graves. "Does no one ever listen?" He laughed coldly. Frank felt a powerful burst of energy from his words—he was clearly trying to make them obey, but they were not listening! "In that case, I'd just have to be tough on you!" At those words, a bead appeared on Baldie's palm, and it shot up to the sky! At the same time, an unusual energy converged and ultimately morphed into a monster. It was basically a pile of rotting flesh crawling with maggots. There was one empty eye socket on its head, but with the eyeball still attached, dangling with its nerves still attached.