Smash Or Pass For Guys Novels & Stories

“You won’t get through me.” Max acknowledged Tamashi’s declaration with a grin. A boom could be heard as Max accelerated to three times his previous speed. Tamashi failed to react in time, allowing Max to soar past his hand before a wall of lightning could be formed. Max slammed his fist into Tamashi’s face, sending Tamashi flying back into the wall. Max landed by slamming his fist into the ground, as if he wanted to portray a stoic hero. “Man, I thought you would last longer than that, but I guess I was wrong… When things were just starting to get exciting again…”

“Do something! Please!” And something I do. With a sharp breath, I smack the men holding me back with my shoulders. They tumble backwards. But I know that won’t hold them for long. When one of them regains his balance and charges forward, I kick him in the balls. He shrieks, his eyes sagging out. A punch flung into my face. I sidestep. Whack his chin with my head. He laments, blood spilling from his mouth.

SMASH! SMASH! CRASH! At the corner of the house, Three man clustering together, trying to avoid the shreads of the wine glasses. " What do you mean by you have no idea if she has a man in her home or not? Do I pay you to be fools!?" Marcus calmly raised his voice and pointed at them with a bloody hand. It appears he had injured himself in the process.

His mate has survived the absolute worst scenarios imaginable and thrived despite it. When it’s time to spar, we let junior pack members go first. They each get a trainer in the ring to correct their form and technique. Older pack members call out words of encouragement and cheer them on. As the matches move to more experienced pairs, things get serious. Blood gets spilled here and there. Noses get broken. Eyes get blackened. You can even occasionally hear bones crunching. Just another day of training scrimmages. Tap out or knock out. Those are the rules.

“You know, all the basics.” His grin deepens. “Which are?” “Punch punch. Jab jab.” I give him a blissful Princess smile, making him laugh. “The one who knocks the other over the most wins!” “A bit more complicated than that,” he says, looking around as the last of our party emerges from the car and offering his arm. “But sure, those are the basics. Ready?”

We are all happy if he can afford a smile after that punch. "Is that enough, or have you still got some energy for another one?" Okay, now I step aside! Grego walks closer with a big smile on his lips, and they pull each other into another tight hug which I hope won't result in another punch. They have such a way of resolving issues huh? A punch, and he smiles, even asking for another punch? Well, that's...

It is my last year aka my senior year and I wanted peace and silence and not chaos and destruction. Well, what I’m saying is right. Merging and talking with Max Jackson and Alex Maynard, the two bad boys will only bring destruction in my life, right? Yeah, that's a big yes. I pulled myself together and tried my best to muster a smile on my face. "Nice to know that I have a certain effect on you, huh cutie?" he snickered and winked again. Is it a typical thing of winking or smirking for players? It really irritates me. With Max doing that again and again, I can't bear to see someone else doing that.

She wanted at this fucker now. “Again, one rule, no killing. Winner will be whoever can get the other to submit or tap out or a knockout. Understood?!” Koda and I locked eyes and just nodded. “Everybody back up!” Jax hollered while pushing people back. “On my word then. Ready…set…GO!”

I bounce on the balls of my feet, shaking out my hands. Noah chimes in with the rules, “Maximo told me, two on one, no shifting this time, and first one out loses.’ He gets into his warrior stance. “Ready?” Both James and I nod… “Then Start!” The sparring match is on, and I am not holding back.

Matt is at the forefront, and next is Gaby before Dylan, Belle, Riki, and Sasha. Clark frowned. ‘Matt is different. He was the first.’ Clark’s thought “Do you guys know how to play Suck and Blow? You will send these cards to your group using only your lips. Only lips, no tongue, no teeth. How should you pass? You need to suck the card so that it sticks to your mouth, and when you pass it, you will blow. Did you understand?” the host asked “Yes!” the three groups yelled “Then, Suck and Blow Music, Please!” the host said