Smash Brothers Pit Novels & Stories

AMALIA’S POV “Try the move again!” Master Cho called out as we continued to work on wrist escapes. I liked these moves, as they had a lot of practical applications. If someone grabbed your wrist and you needed to escape, any one of these numerous wrist escapes could be used. Mater Cho had also taught me a few countermoves that involved breaking a nose or rib that could be used in conjunction with the wrist escape if the situation warranted it.

The red mist sprays into the white smoke of the flashbang, painting the air. The man on the right spins, his knee blown out by a high-caliber round. He hits the ground screaming. Spadino erupts from the pile of leaves near the fountain. He isn't holding a gun. He is holding a pair of curved karambits. He moves like a blur of grey maintenance uniform and lethal intent. He is on the kneeling man before the scream leaves his throat. Slash. Spadino cuts the hamstring. Slash. He opens the throat. It is efficient. It is brutal. It is a dance of blood.

Needless to say, Levian Smith was a gem amongst all the new generation of entrepreneurs. That alone made him a thorn in the eyes of many people. “Tomorrow is the final day when the winner will be decided,” Levian said with a sharp glint in his eyes. “Since they have decided to play dirty to bully us, we will be the bigger bully.” Ron nodded solemnly. He trusted his Boss, but sometimes, he still could not help but worry about it. The people from the Marton Family were really shameless and evil! “What about the girl that tried to seduce me?” Levian asked nonchalantly when he saw the USB containing some of his pictures. Not only Levian but there were also other people but he did not care about

With one last smile, I marched towards the family who loudly hooted, as the volleyball furiously flew from one side to another. "You're gonna lose, asshole." Vincenzo loudly laughed at his brother's disheveled state. Sweat beads covered his hair and naked chest and, sand particles sticked to him like a second skin. "Shutup, dickhead. Whose plan was this anyways?" He hissed back, his chest heaving up and down from all the running. "Not mine, for sure." Tyler yelled back, his hand roughly colliding with the ball once again. Before Lorenzo could bark out more curses, he swiftly paced to the other side and batted the ball back with equal force making it fly above the three aw-struck boys.

on top of me his thrusts are savage it's painful at this point as I claw at him to stop he doesn't then I feel him coming inside me he stays there until he's sure I have milked him dry. I just lay there out of breath shocked that my sweet seventeen year old step brother just attacked me in the back of his truck.

As the car approached, Emilio looked down to see if it was the same car in the picture he was given, and it was. When the car got closer to the branches, the car stopped and the person in the car stepped out. It was Jake Smith. Rodriguez's eyes widened as he saw him. How could someone who wasnt related to him resemble him so much? Jake walked towards the branches to inspect them, and Emilio had to snap Rodriguez out of the trance he had put himself in.

“I said all you and your brother had to do was look the other way and then—“ Zach didn’t let him finish as he brought his head down on Ken’s nose and I winced as I heard his nose break. Ken yelled in pain as blood poured out from his nostrils. Zach landed a punch into his solar plexus, forcing him to bend over from the pain. “You’re a fucking bastard, Ken. A disgusting piece of shit.” Zach snarled as he punched him in the jaw, sending him flying across the room. Dina was crying uncontrollably while Fallory and I watched on with shock written over our faces as Zayn and Zach took turns pummeling Ken, beating him into a bloodied pulp. “Stop!” I yelled, forcing them to stop.

He had a lot of explaining to do. Everything on the patrol seemed under control, no warning signs or weak points in our border that were noticeable. When I got to the pack house I ran to Jackson’s room and burst in. “Of fucking course” I growl, “get the fuck out you slut” I scream at the half naked slag Chan. “This is you taking responsibility for the pack and trying to find your Luna is it?” I demand of my brother, “what...is the whore who can suck your cock the best but has no brains really the best Luna? She’ll be useless to help you, not that you’re any use anyway” i roar.

The speed of the punch made even Colton nod in approval. It was the Mountainsplit Punch, which was Bryson's signature move. He could smash a stone plaque with a punch like that, so one could imagine what it would do to a person. Sebastian just raised an arm casually and threw a punch that did not appear strong at all. There was a loud bang. "Aargh!" Sebastian's fist collided against Bryson's, but right after that, Bryson flew backward like a broken kite.

*smack* “Holy shit!” he groans. Wait i know that voice. I look and see it’s my brother Chris. Huh? I remember him being really skinny, how did he become so muscular and good looking. “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to help me and get up.” He says holding the back of his head. Damn, did i hit him that hard. I kneel down and help him get up. “Oh man, I’m so sorry I thought you were a thief! God, I hit you really hard huh?”