Scar Simba Fight Novels & Stories

"Show your damn self! Why are you hiding in the wind now? Come out and fight me, coward!" "What's the problem now, Franklin?" I appeared before him. "Scared to fight a man more powerful than you are? If you can beat me to it." I transformed with the last sentence and pounced at him. - Sia - I quickly turned around and blocked Zeba's blow with my hand. She swung a dagger like it was a mere rope. "Argh." Zeba's speed was incredible, but I was faster. I grabbed her hand and kicked her on the belly. She twisted round, getting off my grip and raised the dagger again almost chopping off my hand if I had not moved away on time.

Meanwhile, Lawrence was gently soothing the baby, the sound of his cooing grating on Jason’s nerves. Finally, Jason lost it. He charged forward and punched Lawrence. “Who told you to come here?! Give me back my child! He has nothing to do with you!” Lawrence did not back down either. “And who the hell do you think you are? I’m the biological father…” The two started fighting, sending Lillian into a screaming frenzy. The crowd either ran away or watched the chaos unfold. I had lost interest by then. It was just another ridiculous drama. That night, just as I was about to fall asleep, I got a message from Lillian.

He was shock for seconds but quickly put a sneer back. "I can win all by myself." He said, rubbing his fists together. Not saying anything more as a response, I shifted into my wolf form and not very much later. He did the same thing. He made a soft growl as he lean his neck sideways. We both fell into a staring contest while walking in circle not cutting any eye contact, waiting for someone to enunciate the fight. He attacked first and successfully I was able to dodge his claws and I even made a scratch on his side when he did a second launch and I dodge a little and did a side scratch on him..

The girl said on the mic and everyone started to clap but they not only cheered the one who won but the one who lost too. They both hugged each other and challenged each other once again. A true friendship, indeed. "Now, the next fight will be between Sebastian Martinez and Aurora James." The girl said on the mic and my eyes widened like a soccer ball. Huh? Huhhhhhhhhhhh? JHUHHHHHHHHH? What? Did I hear right? Sebastian Martinez VS Aurora James.

she replied sternly. ​She continued to back away as he advanced until she was trapped between his towering form and the cold wall. Sia blinked, looking for an escape, but Emiliano slammed his fist against the wall right next to her head. He smirked evilly, his expression predatory. But Sia refused to be the prey. She locked eyes with him, and the two of them fought a silent, icy battle for dominance.

Their eyes met again and Sia realised that she wasn’t Samantha. “Sia! Sia!” someone was yelling from the crowd that surrounded the ring and Sia didn't need anyone who was yelling at her. She willed herself to breathe slower and slower and the moment she could breathe, she sent her fangs deep into the meaty arms of her opponent and on cue, the latter opened the lock while crying out in agony.

She smirked. Simon ignored her petty criticism and fought to protect the pack and his Alpha. If fighting the real and unpossessed Sally had almost cost him one of his legs, now seeing her possessed, it seemed her strength and agility had multiplied over time. Simon continued kicking and punching but all his shots missed. Sally was tired of this childish game, using Sally's actual fighting experience, she kicked her legs up into an upright position, quickly wrapped her inner knee around his neck, and pulled him She reached back, and pulled him down, keeping her legs in between. Looking over her shoulder, she clenched her left hand and hit him straight in the face.

Before Simon can finish the last man, a surprise attack lands—the same human I commanded earlier jumps him, stabbing one of his comrades right in the throat. Simon’s brows shoot up in surprise, then he smirks, turning to me with a raised fist. “Nice.” I chuckle and bump my fist to his. From across the chaos, I see Drake roll his eyes. Even mid-battle, my friendship with Simon irritates him. He likes Simon, sure—but the fist bumps and the casual “Lilly” always press his buttons. “Ohhh, do it to them!” Layla squeals. “I wanna see them fight each other!”

At my last punch, using her arms as shield, she pushes me away with so much force that I'm pushed far much away. “You cannot win against me.” She growls lowly, but I hear it. “You will not take our land. I'll kill you Scarface. How did she know that name? I came here incognito. I get up, though my body is starting to feel tired and my eyes are starting to get heavy. Defending against her proves to be tougher than I had assumed. It's strange though because I usually don't run out of stamina so fast. I'm panting heavily, trying my best to summon more strength but to no avail.

Deven became clearer too, and I kind wish he hadn't, as his figure reminded me of just what the difference between an omega and a normal wolf was. His stocky build and size would have already put me at a disadvantage, combine that with his training, and me being fucking pregnant, and I was down right screwed. I had to fight anyway. I've got to at least hurt in someway. No matter how small, I wasn't letting him erase my presence from this stupid place so easily. If he was going to kill me, kill my pup, then I was going to scar. I would make it so kids screamed just by looking at him.