Skips Strikes Regular Show Novels & Stories

"Hazel..." "I'm not Hazel!" I shooked my head. "I won't let you leave me, never!" The man wrapped his iron arms around me, and I couldn't resist his strength. "Baby, let's go home, hmm?" "Get away! I'm not your baby!" I roared at him. It's no use screaming for help at this point. No matter what happens in this p**n bar, screaming is considered normal. I continued to resist, but the man laughed even more triumphantly. Is there somebody help me stop this maniac?

"You don't need to explain any of that to me. If you have the time to gossip, why not sign those divorce papers?" The other end of the line was quiet for a while, before he spoke again with a tone of a wounded puppy, "Don't you have anything else to say to me? While you weren't home, Daphne has started skipping meals because she wants to go on a diet, and she's up late every night playing on her phone or gaming on her computer. I've even heard her cuss like there was no tomorrow! She's your daughter, don't you care about her…?"

Holding on to us. The kitchen lights flickered on, and I started the routine I knew by heart. The smell of butter hit the pan, the coffee machine hummed softly. I moved quietly, like a ghost in my own home. By the time he came down, the table was perfectly set. I smiled at him, waiting for the small, simple things: a glance, a thank you, maybe a kiss on the cheek. But he didn’t even look at the plate. “Cancel dinner tonight,” he said, adjusting his tie in the mirror by the doorway. “I have work.”

Robby said to her. "Robby don't be here. I thought I was formal and not a stripper anymore?" When he stopped the man because he lifted him to sit at the table. "Just a minute." The man whispered and kissed her but Maria avoided it. "Robby not here, if you want me here let's work but not this kind of work." She adjusted herself and avoided the man, she could feel his heart beating fast. "Okay." The man promised and he saw her open her pants and fix her pet. "What are you doing" Maria asked. "Bulge? For not obvious boner." The man said sarcastically. "Robby I'm leaving first, I'm going to the hospital." When she said goodbye because the man also wanted to send her home.

The human traffickers sold me to a remote mountain village when I was young. My parents spent a fortune searching for me and even offered a massive reward for my safe return. They finally found me when I was 16. My parents and three older brothers held me in their arms and wept. After that, they did everything they could to make up for the sixteen years we'd lost. I had more designer clothes than I could ever wear, more luxury handbags than I could ever carry, and a place at an elite private school. On my first day, my oldest brother tied a rosary he'd personally prayed over to my backpack. My second brother bought me the latest phone. My third brother patted me on the shoulder. "Valeri

I took two steps backwards avoiding the first strike, another step back and the second strike slashed through the air in front of me. I could feel the sheer force and power behind those strikes and I knew it wasn't going to be easy for me if I ever allowed a strike like that to get to me. “You will have to do better” I shouted and sidestepped to the side avoiding a forward stroke which was aimed towards my power belly. I could see the frustration of the rogues as neither of his strikes were able to get to me. “stop running away beta” “Running away?, you are not skilled enough” I teased, ducking to the ground to avoid another strike which was aimed at my head.

My palm was aimed straight for her smug face. The motion was half comical, half desperate: slap with righteous fury, the sort of thing you do in a badly-scripted drama. But Theodore’s hand closed on my wrist like a clamp. He leaned in, voice low and dangerous. “Hit her again and the mortuary might be your second home.”

The stranger moved with impossible speed. He sidestepped Marcus effortlessly, tapping the Alpha lightly on the shoulder. Marcus stumbled past him. "What—" Before anyone could react... Victor was already standing several feet away. Smiling. No werewolf moved like that. Gabriel's voice hardened. "Who are you?" Victor's smile disappeared. "I already told you." "No." Gabriel shook his head. "I asked what you are." For the first time... Victor hesitated. Only for a second. Then he smiled again.

“What’s wrong?” The woman took the chance the chance to start sniffling and crying. “She raised her hand to me.” Demi looked at the woman with furrowed eyebrows. “Are you kidding me?” her hand was still on her cheek. “You freaking hit me!” Mitchel didn’t want to hear anything else from her. He raised his hand and slapped her across the other cheek. “Shut up. She’s your new mom. So, you’ll listen to her and do as she say.”

The doctor had told me not to try to force myself into standing or else I’ll have to undergo another surgery which meant there would be no hope of me walking ever again. “What a cute puppy, I wish I could have you.” The strange lady said as she walked seductively towards Leo who gladly pushed her away and she was lucky that Charles was there to hold her or else she would have fell head butt to the ground. “This can’t be happening.” I whispered to myself as tear began to flood my eyes. “Relax Valerie, I’ll dig to the root of this.” “I am afraid you won’t be having the time too.” “What do you mean?” I asked and I caught the the gesture the strange woman gave to officer Alex.