Stick Figure Violence Novels & Stories

There’s a gush of wind that follows the sickening thud. The guy yells in excruciating pain, not daring to look up from his position, and I wish it ended there. But no. No, it does not. Morgan's friends join in, spurred by his lead, and they start taking turns mercilessly kicking him. Blow after blow lands brutally on his body, the force behind each kick cracking the air with an eerie rhythm. It's a circle of violence as they stomp on him, targeting every vulnerable spot they can find, a relentless assault to break him apart piece by piece.

he shrugged ” I don’t care! Now turn around.” “Nope” “Fine” Picking up a small stick I saw that was a few inches near me I got closer to him . He looked at me quizzically before I flew it towards him,with it hitting him straight in the middle of his forehead. He opened his mouth shocked and let out a pained groan and rubbed the sore spot. ” That’s what you get you perv “ “How Ironic that I am the perv now. But hey, you are so violent"

I looked around and saw a plank on the ground, I picked it up and moved towards them and smashed it on the third guy's head. the guy screamed and fell to the ground and the two other guys charged at me. I hit the first with the stick and kick the other one to the ground, the first guy came at me and tried to kick me. I grab held of his leg and stabbed him four times with my dagger then punched him down to the ground. The other two tried to run away but I picked up the stick and smashed it on them, I continued hitting them hard till their heads started bleeding. The third guy that I stabbed was also bleeding on the ground while I continued hitting them.

“Fucking spic. What the hell is our club fucking doing with a piece of brown meat?” Another kick strikes my hip and the second man lands one on my chest. I would curl into a ball but one of them lifts me. I can no longer keep track of who’s who. They turn me into a human punching bag. I have no doubt they plan to kill me. I’m losing blood from the shoulder wound and the sun has a dark ring around it. A fist hits my eyes and another my nose. My breasts, stomach, and ribs take their share of hits. The pain diminishes and it’s like I’m looking down from above my body watching them beat me to death. This is how I die. I always thought it would be this way. Violence begets violence.

Andre was seething. He was a merciless character who wouldn’t hesitate to punch anyone who belittled or humiliated him. Often, he would slam the offender’s head until it swelled like a fattened pig. Then, he would take a vise and use it to pull off the offender’s teeth one by one.

Hearing the sound, Li Jie easily avoided the Mexican's stab and instead turned around behind him. Li Jie lifted the metal stick against the back of the other side of the neck directly to a click. The poor Mexican, whose neck was broken by the stick, fell flat to the ground without a sound. As Li Jie wrestled with the two men, two other gangsters had loaded their magazines and were ready to shoot Li Jie. Li Jie repeated his old trick, throwing his only short stick directly at the gangster who was far away from him. The stick hit him directly in the palm of the gun. He not only broke two bones in his hand, but also knocked the

I felt alive instead. I barley stood still, but I was standing! And that was enough. The first one that stood moved towards me again and I held him even tighter this time, and hit him on his temple. I watched as his blood spattered and he fell with a grunt. I watched as the other tried to crawl away, but I wouldn't let him. I reached out for a long, heavy stick and whacked him over the back. Once and then twice, till his gasping, subsided and I could no longer hear him breathe.

I had no wolf to help fight. I looked around the opening for something to use in defense and I finally saw a large stick over three inches thick in diameter. I willed my body to move and finally my feet began to move and I snatched the stick up with my foot I kicked the end breaking it off to a point and ran towards the two huge beings fighting.

“Tch, you guys can never kill me!” With quick movements, Calistha immediately stabbed the men one by one with the penknife that Aiden had given her. Each of the men immediately moaned stifled when Calistha managed to stab them in the stomach and arms. Calistha then kicked one of the men in the head who had lost focus due to a stab wound to the stomach. Then she kicked the shin of another man, and made the poor man in front of her a pedestal, before she jumped up and gave a harder kick to knock down another man who was still trying to attack her. Bang bang bang

He didn’t utter when his hand tendons were broken. Then, behind Yang Xiao, a person suddenly appeared silently. He held a double-section stick in his hand and threw it hard at the back of Yang Xiao's head. Yang Xiao bent down and turned sideways to block his attack. He turned back and kicked at the wooden stick whose tendons had been cut off. The two sticks hit the wooden stick, causing a burst of violent sparks.