Spell Knuckles Novels & Stories

With a smirk playing on my lips, I decided to take a shot in the dark, figuratively speaking. "Look time no see, Piero," I remembered this fuckface. "You were the one who helped Massimo to unload smuggled the guns." He sneered at me like he was a venomous snake about to spit. "It's Pietro, you dumb fuck." I couldn't help but chuckle darkly at Piero's correction. Even Enzo seemed to be enjoying the show. I retrieved the brass knuckles from my pocket, feeling their solid weight in my hand. The knuckles were crafted from gleaming, hardened brass, reflecting a polished sheen as they glistened under the light. Their intricate design showcased a rugged elegance, boasting four individual finger ho

His face turned red, and his eyes held a piercing gaze. Dicken raised and froze his webbed claw in an attacking position, slowly clenching them into a fist. I heard the snapping sound of his bones as he clenched his webbed claws. Blue blood dripped between his pale webbed claws into the water. Though the dripping sounded light, it agonized me.

He cracked his knuckles and lunged at me. I was expecting it, I know, but when he lunged at me with that super Vampire speed of his, I cringed. Still, it was kill or be killed so I threw up my fist and opened my hand with the crucifix hidden in my palm. He took my hand to be little more than a child trying to stop a speeding train as he continued to move forward. But when his chest made contact with my palm, he stopped cold as if he had run into the side of a concrete building! There was a cracking and a bright streak of fire.

Mikey continues, "Each district will represent 1 letter in the Alphabet, you have inked letter tattoos on your arms as indicators because you will spell the given English word not verbally but by beating other competitors to be eliminated. The final round is too far from the previous rounds because it is a battle royale game where competitors should have a great memory, wide English vocabulary, and the ability to follow orders. The major rules are to Spell and beat. Each word will last within 3 days and there will be another word for the next 3 days, and tributes should beat all the letters. The tributes were divided into two classes, the Spells; the tributes aligned to the spelling of the w

I watched the smirk fall from one of the brother’s faces, but another guy called Knuckles had the guts to stare me down. “Who believes this crap? She’s a wolf-hybrid, can’t you smell it?” Knuckles spat with contempt. In a split-second reaction, I lunged forward and swung a punch at his jaw. I must have made that fucker see stars because his eyes rolled to the back of his skull, then I hauled him upright by his vest, bringing us nose to nose. “You wanna say that again? Go on, I dare you?” I goaded, hoping he would repeat it.