Sans Battle Novels & Stories

Blake said angrily, "Caleb, you are shameless! How can you wear brass knuckles in a martial arts battle?" Caleb grinned widely and said, "We always wear brass knuckles in Yvanton during martial arts battles. Perhaps the rules in our countries are slightly different." He then tried to land another punch. Blake didn't have any weapons, and his shoulder was injured. If the battle continued, he wouldn't have much chance of winning. "Admit defeat!" Sebastian said quickly. Blake turned to look at Belinda, who nodded slightly. Belinda was angry too, but someone of her status couldn't lose her composure. Even though she knew that Blake had suffered unfair treatment, she had no choice but to endure i

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

Not even a step to cross the steps towards the justice sought, I have nothing ready. "Still had no plans in mind, didn't you?" Henrix caught my attention not because he spoke, but because I felt the touch of his hand to mine. "You don't need to be worried if you don't have a plan yet. Besides, the real battle has been settled to start…” The smile he wears doesn't seem to be fake. "Only now." Hen left my brows raised. I don't even seem to have a plan right now, maybe the people on my side… do.

🦋 CATALINA 🦋 The fight is like none I’ve ever seen, not the normal ‘throw a punch, I throw mine’ kind of fight, it’s more like a war, a very freaking fast war. It’s happening in front of me, but I can’t even tell who’s punching whom. OMG, a war is happening right in front of me. I know about a world I shouldn’t even dream of, something that only happen in books. Are they seriously fighting over who gets to kill me first? They should get on the fucking queue.

“Very true. I was still pretty young, not yet Alpha of my pack, during that battle, so I never really got to know him, but I remember my parents said he was a good guy. They always appreciated everything he and the other bear shifters did to help us against the vamps.” “Forgive me, Alpha, I forgot that you would have been old enough to fight in that battle. Would you like to join us for the meeting later this morning after Leader Bruno arrives?” I ask. I truly did forget. Despite the salt and pepper grey hair, Connor’s movie star looks make him seem ageless in a way that had me thinking he would have still been just a touch too young to fight in that battle.

I chuckled back and I could practically feel him roll his eyes at me. He still didn't let go and I could feel the what I'm guessing is brotherly like warmth, radiating off of him. "Don't worry, Hayes. You don't think I'm gonna let you guys get a break, do you? I'll be back soon enough to get you all off of your lazy asses." We both chuckled at my odd attempt to lighten the mood. "No hugging the s-" Bass' voice boomed from outside the room, he was definitely standing on the other side of them mirror, and he was cut off by Hayes who did us a favour.

It was so intense, like they were telling me something, they held a promise. But promise of what? Destruction. A small voice in the back of my mind hummed. Fresh tears escaped me as I started crying. Vengeance. That's what his looks held. Hunger for revenge. I gulped as the severity of the situation dawned on me. The man seemed insane and I had to stay away from him. Or else he might destroy me. And this time, I will be shattered completely.

I refused to die because of a mere man, rather, show him a small lesson, something small enough to make him regret his actions. But what do I do? I questioned. I am not so strong, I am a weak wolf and cannot even have a fight with my step-sister if I decided to. She is way stronger than I am, and has the nails her mother possesses, those very nails I hate and detest. Only the moon goddess knows where the ugly woman came from, and what my father saw in her.

Not without a fight. The guy with a machete lunged first, his blade swinging clean for my neck. I dodged, the air hissing as it missed me by inches. I slashed upward with my sword, catching his arm, and he grunted, blood spraying. I rolled my shoulder, bracing my teeth to rein in the pain before standing back in stance. I was the wall between them and Caspian, and there was no way in hell I would crumble.

While he works to toss her aside, I swipe his legs from under him, but unlike Nathan, I grab his leg and slam my body into his knee, dislocating it. “Don’t fuck with my mate,” I growl quietly at him before punching him in the face and breaking his nose. Nathan is just getting to his feet and I put the full force of my power behind the upper cut, hearing his chin bone snap as he falls over backward, unconscious. I look at Olivia and Camila who are crying and holding their broken body parts and make sure that Aaron, Nathan, and Markus are truly unconscious before I turn to Silas. I get in a battle-ready stance. “Now, let’s see what you’ve got,” I say to him.