Striker X Blitz Novels & Stories

someone shouted. Panting with fear, Victoria glanced up and saw Breen riding his horse like a demon cowboy from hell as he stunt jumped from it in mid run with a double-footed landing, then continued running to swipe Jude completely from where he stood. “OOF!” Jude let out as his body hit the ground. They both rolled along the dirt in a pile of cowboy limbs, hats flying off and male grunts resounding. “You piece of shit!” Breen yelled as he turned him over and then stood up to glare down at him.

Kyle taunted him. "Victoria is a fucking bitch, una troia, while my true mate didn't had her first kiss, she waited for her mate instead of being a greedy slut, so don't say that she can't be confident because she can and I believe in her." Blaze said through his gritted teeth and left the restaurant, leaving his family in stupefaction. (A whore.) He sniffed to find his mate and smiled when he felt her close to the restaurant, he knew that she wouldn't leave him alone.

Damon frowned at her and quickly pulled her away. The bullet hit and Mira was stunned when she realised whom it had hit. "Rudra!" She rushed towards him. Rudra came in between when he saw that the bullet was going to hit Mira. "Are you fucking crazy? Why would you do this?" She looked at his arm where the bullet had scratched his arm. "Then you want me to see you getting hit?" He asked her while groaning in pain. Damon tackled all men and rushed towards Rudra.

Points for me, I'm scoring high here. "Tha' it," I hear him mutter angrily before AJ goes flying out of the line altogether with a force that should never ever be used on a girl. I'm so tired of people like Oliver and Bex. Why do they have to exist? Summoning the 'Landon' in me, I act on instinct alone. I immediately turn around and land a solid punch on the jerk's face, just about breaking my fist in the process -- I'm a gentleman until pushed over the line. I'm not the fighting type but this guy had it coming.

The huge bladed energy, like an invincible God of War, blocked the thousands of red feathers. This was the power of the Phantom Strike. Thousands of bladed energies could be integrated into one! When he thought that he could defeat thousands of Dragons Shadow bladed energy and be complacent... What they didn't know was! The thousands of Dragons Shadow bladed energy could also be combined into one and unleash the most powerful killing move! This was the reason why Phantom Strike was named so! The thousands of Dragons Shadow bladed energy in front of him was just an illusionary move! Only the final sword strike was the most terrifying true killing move!

Apparently, time to checkmate our enemies. Xx___xX

James instantly dashed out of the purplish-red light rays and cast the Terrastride Step, appearing in front of Xachary in the blink of an eye. Boom! James raised his hand and delivered a powerful punch, unleashing a violent Marciais Power toward Xachary. Caught off guard, Xachary barely had time to turn his head before the forceful blow shattered his nose. Blood splattered as his body was propelled backward after being struck by the Marciais Power. James gave Xachary no chance to retaliate. He swiftly activated the Dawnblaze Form and intercepted the Xachary’s trajectory Xachary. Then, he infused his Marciais Power into his fist and swung hard.

He was faster than anything Thane had ever faced. Each strike from Thane’s blade barely slowed him down. Xandros’s laugh rumbled through the air. “You struggle in vain.” Thane staggered, gripping his sword tightly. He clenched his fist tightly as his werewolf ability charged he roared as he slammed his fist into the ground. The force cracked the stone beneath them, causing Xandros to stumble for a moment. Thane rushed forward, driving his blade into Xandros’s chest. The creature roared, but his lips curled into a grin.

Jaxon shouted, his Varg teeth showing as the silver points of the Arbitrator of the Fourth Grid started to make a hissing sound against his burning fur trying to turn his flame into smoke. "Warning: variable showing non-standard heat " the Arbitrator of the Fourth Grid said. Before the Arbitrator of the Fourth Grid could use a power to stop Jaxons flame a silver flash cut through the air. Ryker jumped down from the ceiling like a hawk. His two short blades, heavy with weights did not hit the marble plates. Ryker drove them into the exposed silver joints of the Arbitrator of the Fourth Grids shoulder. The great weight of his shadow-anchors pulled the side of the Arbitrator of the Fourth Grid

"Tell me what I am looking at." [Warning, Host Eva! Tier 2 Mutated Variant identified: Blade-Stalker. High speed, high durability, and lethal melee capacity. Your hunting knife cannot pierce its main chest plating. Avoid direct blocks. Structural damage to the immediate ledge is critical!] "I do not plan to block, " I said through my teeth, my eyes locked onto the burning red glare of the beast's eyes. The Blade-Stalker did not wait. It let out a loud metallic hiss that made my teeth hurt and its right arm swung forward fast. The bone blade cut through the air with a whistle aiming straight for my neck.