Striker X Novels & Stories

he demands she took a step close to him, looking him directly in his eyes, lips inches away from him, she glares at the man she loves the most before cursing at him "slimy, lying, good for nothing, selfish, little bastard" she starts off slow but as more words come out the more aggressive she becomes "That's it" he growls, pushing her so hard her body comes crashing into the floor. He folds the thick lather belt in too and strikes her with it, multiple times. *strike* i provide for you *strike* i feed you *strike* and this is how you repay me *strike* calling me a bas- *stike* -tard *strike*

I saw a man staring at me with his deep green eyes! He looks drunk and so gorgeous. In fact, his face was so stunning. He had a perfect square jaw, full lips, high cheekbones, and a broad forehead. His silver hair was thick and curly. He was a big, tall man. His muscles were strong and well-proportioned, and in the dim light, they were a healthy golden yellow. God, he's so charming. And his body also exudes a strange sweet smell, like chamomile and fresh oranges.

His killer glare moved from my head to my toes and I found it hard to look into his eyes again. "Yes, she is... You thought Scarlett was the one? You were wrong!! I already found my mate," Hutton scoffed and held my hand... "Dare to hurt her too?" He added "I'll kill her, not just hurt her!" Xander replied dryly with a shrug. His voice was emotionless and was sending horror through me. I kept staring at him even when he didn't care to look at my face for long. I was getting hot at his voice this time.

The only thing left is the weakness she's still feeling. We came down from the truck with me grabbing my lucky axe and my backpack. I tucked my Beretta into my belt and got my axe ready in hand. I saw Austin arming himself with his Kimber Custom TLE II (EM) 1911 pistol and a blade he produced from his backpack. Clara took her katana from the back of the truck and used it to support herself as she walked .

I ask him. " Hi, howdy , hiyo. How are you ? I am good ,thanks for asking what about you?" He replies smugly. " You know what I meant to say. Now, get on the point. What brings you here, Stalker?" I roll my eyes and fold my arms. " Ouch. I am not a Stalker, last I checked you know me ,so voila! Also,i am here to record too . " He says and sits on the vacant couch.

stopped them. Glasses from the windows shattered as everyone ducked down. A lighting bolt strucked the street infront of the building and destroyed the lines. Electricity went out and a few seconds later, the emergency generator hummed and went into power as it left a few light bulbs on. Luna was cupping her hands to her ears as she evaded the shattered glass. She could still hear some ringing in her earlobes as she stood up. "What the hell?" "The fuck was that?!" "Oh my god..."

His anger almost combusted as he held her waist. She was his he thought and before he could rethink his action he was already walking to the dancefloor in quick strides. Tyler was tugging her hair as she twerked rubbing her ass against him repeatedly. He tore Tyler's from her body aggressively and just so he gets the message accompanied it with a punch. He chuckled hard infuriating Xavier even more. "It was about time you showed up." He commented winking at him. Xavier narrowed his eyes at him wondering what baseless point he was trying to prove by intentionally setting this up.

,striker replied with a chuckle. "Really,so what should we do now?",he ask impatiently, "I guess we all should just wait here on our alert ,he would bring along with him the magical amulet and we would overpower this creatures", he gritted his teeth and tightened his fist like he was about to punch someone. "Hey dude calm down,take all your power and annoyance to the wolves ,I know you'll get beaten blue black before you open your mouth to speak ill of them",Jude tease making striker hit him hard on his shoulder ,as he Yelp in pain.

Chapter 125. Emily's Pov I hated the smug look on his face, like he didn't believe I could pull the trigger. "Don't mess with me," I warned him. "Except you have a death wish or something." The bastard didn't even bother to raise his hands in surrender. "Are you sure you want to do this? Imagine how angry Adrian will be if he finds out that you pointed a gun at Adrian." I threw my head back and let out an angry laugh that sent chill down their bones.

A tall man with a scar across his cheek glared down at me. “Well well,” he smirked. “Looks like we found something interesting.” His jacket had the same snake emblem. The Viper Syndicate. “I— I think you made a mistake,” I said quickly. “Oh, I don’t think so.” He shoved me forward toward the center of the street. Gunfire continued around us as the two gangs clashed violently. Then suddenly Everything went quiet. Because someone had arrived. I didn’t need to look to know who it was. The air itself seemed to change.