Striker X Blitzo Novels & Stories

He swiped my hands away, trying to cover his face. "That's enough!" His voice rose as he simultaneously raised his hand and slapped me hard across the face. My face whipped to the side, my cheek screaming in pain, as my hands paused their attack at the strike of pain. Drake undid my pants and lifted off of me to pull them down. I snapped back to the fight and, without his weight upon me, used the opportunity to scramble from beneath him. I didn't need my stupid pants. I needed the gun. I scrambled to my feet and made another run for it.

("Bēngshān quán!!!" (Mountain Crushing Fist!!!) …he lunges his fists right at the centre of the black wall. BOOM!!! It was more powerful than August’s slash. I bet it’s even powerful enough to take down an entire two-storey house if it hits right. As the dusts settled, I find Blaze pushed away from the wall by his own recoil. C-CRACK! “…!” The pillars… cracked…!?

Connor said through his gritted teeth in resentment while he was spitting out blood, “I won’t let you off for this. I won’t ever—” Kayson slapped his shoulder and destroyed his muscles with his Novem Lightning Zero Impact. Connor let out an agonizing scream instantly.

She lifted her arm and extended it, palm outward. Focusing her aim in a way that now came naturally to her, she fired a tight, two-inch wide yellow beam at the nearest carcass, striking the joint of one of the arms just below the giant pincer. Her beam cut easily through the cartilaginous material, and the pincer dropped to the ground. “Very cool,” Lights said approvingly. “Kind of like a laser—tight and concentrated. Blaze’s Power is more like a flamethrower—an extremely hot flamethrower.”

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.

Yet, they were not going to give up. "Attack!" Strider shouted. Everyone raised their weapons and struck fiercely at Shadowblade at the same time. "I've already told you, your attacks are useless against me," Shadowblade declared. "Let's see about that!" Strider's face was filled with rage. In the next moment, a dazzling light burst forth from Strider, unleashing an immense power in an explosive burst. The overwhelming momentum rose up, amplifying the scale of the power surging from him.

Luis was relaxing in his pool at the back of his mansion, with Marco his right hand man when one of his men walked up to them. “Boss.” He said with a slight bow. “Lucas.” “One of our stash houses was hit this morning.” There was silence for a while, which made Lucas fidget. Luis watched as Marco emerged from the pool, his arms, chest and back full of numerous black tattoos on pale skin. At over 6”4 he was an intimidating figure made of raw muscles. “And?” He asked impatiently. “They made away with two kilograms of our product.” Marco was now standing few inches away from Lucas.

He came onto the ground wearing a black hoodie with Black Joggers and two Swords could be seen hanging from his Waist. "So you are the Strongest among the players, Let's see you defeat me and my skills of the Berserker" said Silver Stone to which Miza just smiled. Miza was a swordsmen whereas Silver Stone was a berserker with a higher defense. Jake flied in the air again and the bell rang indicating the match has started. As Silver Stone was about to run and rush towards Miza, there was a black color lightning that struck right in front of Silver Stone. He looked at Miza and was terrified as Miza could be seen standing still with an evil smirk on his face and small black lightning sparks cou

Red flips him off, but he’s grinning. Red stands, hand on hip, glaring playful death. “Watch it, stripper boy.” “By the way,” Knox adds, jerking his thumb at Blaze, “he’s totally gay and a full-time Magic Mike. Owns it harder than his thong collection.” Blaze strikes a pose, hand on hip, blowing a kiss. “Sunshine, I own that I’m a gay stripper. Pays the bills, keeps the boys happy, and my ass looks fantastic in glitter. Keep throwing shade, I’ll just reflect it back in sequins.”

His chest heaved up and down, fists clenched at his sides as he glared at me with pure fury in his eyes. “Why the fuck didn’t you stop?” he screamed, his voice echoing through the room. “You saw me standing right there in the doorway and you still kept fucking yourself with those toys? You even came right in front of me like I wasn’t even there? Is that how low you think of me now, Zara? You dare compare me to those fucking sex toys?!” He pointed angrily at the soaked dildo and vibrator lying on the bed and shouted, “This! You chose this plastic shit over me? Over my dick?”