Sanford Madness Combat Novels & Stories

"Do you even know who I am?" Timothy sneered. "I don't care who you are. This is the Sunderland family's territory. You're asking for it for touching someone who belongs to me!" There was a crack in Norman's expression. "Cindy, who is he to you?"

glares at them with a scary look on his face but when he observes them, there was something that he can take advantage of. The hands of the teens were shaking! they are not accustomed to confronting other people aside from the zombies! “hahaha squad fire!”- Lt. Madat. he raised his hand while pointing his finger towards the group, laughing maliciously they rain down bullets towards them this action mostly shocked the group, these police officers were insane! Sunny doesn’t waste any moment. He pulled the three and using his body as a shield; he blocks the incoming bullet! *BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

Sandy hits hard, but Annabella hits more complex than that; Sandy smirks at me; I, on the other hand, am smiling on the inside; Bane said, never let your guard down when your fight, and never get too cocky. I took my opening and co-cocked Sandy in her face, and she stumbled back, with shock written all over her face. Now we both had bloody noses. Sandy tried to hit me again, but I moved to the side, and she fell on her ass; I flipped her over and sat on top of her and got two more blows to her face; Sandy didn't like getting her ass kicked by a human, and she used her wolfs strength against me and hit me Four times in the face before I could even blink.

He looks at me and relays his findings. "...good, Sasu report back to the HQ and informed them we will entering the dungeon…Alehandro!..get ready, we're going in now!!..". Since the type of enemies that we will encounter in this venture were mostly undead, the weapon that will be our main arsenal is a Shotgun's and as for melee weapon, of course, I will be using a special customize mithril baseball bat, Alehandro also uses his customize war hammer. Some might think that a bladed weapon is effective against the undead enemies, in my opinion using a blunt weapon is much more effective, undead type of monster in Fantasma is 60% skeletal type, and unlike in the games and movies, skeleton type in

I hear another carfuffle as things clamber about as I kick both the double doors open. Bodies slam into each other, punches are thrown, and the room gets loud with grunts and thuds. Blood splatters the black walls, mixing with the scent of sweat and aggression. I dive right into the chaos, throwing punches and finally releasing all the anger I’ve been holding onto. I’m sick of feeling the need to pander to these shits. Teddy’s annoying laughter gets drowned out by the sound of bones breaking as I go at it. I strike my targets with ruthless efficiency, leaving no room for error. The room becomes a total chaos, with violence and desperation all around.

I then stuffed his severed body into the grinder, playing basketball with his meat, leaving his head on the table next to Antonio's. Two down, I to go. And lastly, Nicholas. I grab a wrench from the box, testing the weight and its compatibility in my hand. Unlike his brother, Nicholas Salazar wore his boundless hatred on his face. Which was quite comical I might add. “Quit the dramatics Nicholas, it won't save you.” I spat at his face. His face contorted in pure rage as colorful curses and threats spurt out from his mouth while jerking in an attempt to free from his binds. I gritted my teeth in annoyance.

I heard dark chuckles around me; the smell of my arousal was a calling to unmated wolves. “Don’t forget to post the footage online,” Sandy stated. A hand painfully gripped my chin. “You thought you beat me, little slut?” Sandy sneered close to face. I would have given anything to fight back, but the handcuffs were made of silver, sapping away my already depleted energy. “Alpha Hunter is mine!” “Wait until I tell him about how you abducted me!” I pitifully moaned in response. Sandy’s maniacal laughter rang out. “Yeah,” she purred, “he’s not going to believe you! Once that drug fully sets in, you’re going to want to fuck anything and everything, and the cameras will capture it all!”

sin said as he sniffs the air dramatically with a smirk. “If killing you will help me wipe that stupid smirk off your lips then I might have to do that now” “Whoa whoa who unleashed crazy ravens early this morning “Brian said sarcastically as he jumped into their middle “How about I settle this fight?” He said as he tried to place his arm on Sin arm, but his glare made him fold his arm. “Shut up” maddog and sin said in unison. “Wtf did you plan this together?” Brian said as he looks in between both of them. Sin shook his head and walked off leaving maddog with Brian.

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly

He roared, "What about that thesis? What do you have to say about the greenhouse controller? Spill everything right now!" By then, Jeremy and Andrew also came to their senses and rushed forward. Each taking one side, they pinned the struggling Mackenzie to the ground. Their eyes were bloodshot and filled with a hint of madness that matched Marcus'. "Where is our sister… Where is Bianca?" Jeremy shouted, his hand gripping her throat. "Give her back to us!" Andrew's eyes welled up with tears, his expression deranged. I stood quietly nearby, watching their frenzy. At last, they remembered that I was their long-lost sister and the one they had only just reunited with after many years.