Novel & Cerita Striker X Blitz

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

This time, her strikes were swift and precise, each blow landing with devastating force. Xander's confidence wavered as Amelia's power intensified. He tried to match her strength, but it was clear he had underestimated the true extent of her capabilities. In a final display of pure rage and determination, Amelia unleashed a forceful blow that sent Xander sprawling to the ground.

"I can't believe you're still being so delusional even when you're barely alive, Suzanna—just focus on staying alive instead! "Let me teach you a lesson on behalf of your lousy parents—I'll show you what it's like to be respectful of others!" One of them started breaking the tendons in my arm, while the other continued to kick at me. Pain shot through my entire body, and I struggled to back off. However, Larry pinned me down with a vicious stare before slapping me. He spat, "How dare you try to run! I'll make sure you pay for the wounds your men inflicted on Ms. Cindy! You'd better stay here and endure the beating!"

“Maybe. See you around.” Victoria didn’t speak to them she flipped her long blonde hair causing it to hit West in the face. Zaine had watched the altercation from afar, not sure if he should intervene or let them handle it themselves. It seemed the issue was resolved before he made his decision. He went up to the guys once the girls were out of ear shot. “Hey, you go to school here?” Braden looked at him up and down before meeting his eyes. “Yeah? You?” “Yeah, I seen you talking to those girls. Just a warning the shorter one with brown eyes she’s a fighter. She punched a guy in the mouth just because he was disrespectful to her.”

he called out, having finally caught up to them. “Lucas...don’t...” Natasha's voice was barely a whisper. The glow in his eyes returned and Xander restored his grip before turning to face Lucas who had been running toward them. With a flick of his free hand, a lightning bolt shot out, fire spiraling out of it and struck the ground before Lucas and he was thrown back, hitting the ground. Xander glared at the Viper and nothing but malice written all over the face that Natasha once adored.

Blaze gulped down emptiness the moment Xavier began to take few strides towards him and he shook slightly. “Stop there,” He pointed at a point but Xavier smirked and continued walking towards him. Blaze who was scared took few steps backwards but suddenly stopped the moment he knew he needed to do something but unknown to him that Xavier’s mind was in what he was doing. Xavier quickly brought out his silver weapon and Blaze’s eyes widened because he never expected him to be with it. Xavier closed his eyes, aiming the silver blade at Blaze’s heart before throwing it. Blaze’s eyes widened the moment he saw the proximity between him and the blade which was directed to his heart.

The engines were quieter than the older fuel-driven versions once used by the military; paired with the stealth skin on every jet the AHDF deployed meant it was difficult as all hell to track them. Knight wasn’t surprised to see Xander waiting for them at the bottom of the jet ramp, arms crossed over his chest, attention locked onto Kira. The scowl on his face was impossible to miss as they drew closer. Xander and Knight were almost of the same sheight, with Knight having an inch on the other man, if just barely, and both were matched for broadness. And despite his enhanced strength, Knight wasn’t sure if he could take the other man in a fight. For all his training as a Recon Marine and powe

Then they would know why he'd been dubbed The Destroyer. Before he let his emotions overtake him, Brand's tactical training kicked in. He did not have the Berserker in him like his brother. He was a single shifter among an entire clan of warriors here. Biding his time until he could gather his bearings before punishing them for their insult was the more logical choice. His jaw tightened as he sought to control his anger.

The man gripped her hair and fucked her face hard, his balls slapping against her chin with every thrust. I tried to push past them, my heart racing and my thighs slick. Then I saw the worst of it. A tall, curvy stripper was pinned against the wall completely naked. A muscular man had one of her legs hooked over his arm as he fucked her hard and fast. His thick cock slammed into her pussy with brutal strokes. Her tits bounced wildly with every thrust. She moaned loudly, her back arching as he pounded her without mercy. The wet slapping sounds of his cock destroying her cunt echoed down the hallway.

The Striker was thrown violently off the ramp, plummeting down into the flooded lower levels of the Ark. "We're ten floors down!" Dax yelled into the comms. "Hold on, Mia!" THE PENTHOUSE Reyes was losing the wrestling match. The Abyssal-Striker was simply too strong, its hydro-pressurized servos overpowering her human strength. It pinned her to the floor, raising the humming harmonic blade to plunge it into her chest.