Sucker Punch Blue Jones Novels & Stories

But my name is definitely not Jackson, and my mind is more than happy to accept his invitation today. "Do not worry, Juan," my mouth says softly. "My claws won't leave a single scratch on your hide... my fists will just leave your body half dead in the dirt!" With lightning speed, my right knee shoots straight up and slams incredibly hard into the center of Juan's face. With a super loud, sickening crunch, his nose bone breaks instantly, spraying dark blood all over the grass. At first, his eyes stare in total disbelief as the red blood streams down his chin. Then, his shock turns into pure, hot fury.

SARAH'S POV Then I ran up to Jennie and punched her square in the face! Ahh! Jennie shrieks in pain, clutching her nose. "You stupid b*tch! You will never get what you want". But I don't stop punching Jennie, I don't know where the strength is coming from.

The sound was sharp, cutting through the laughter like a blade. I froze. The screen lit up with a name that made my stomach drop. It was Jackson. Blue leaned over before I could snatch it, her eyebrows raising. “J.” Panic sparked in my chest. “Don’t……” I grabbed the phone before she could read any further, clutching it tightly in my hand. My pulse hammered in my ears. Lucas, oblivious, licked salt from his fingers. “Ohhh. So that’s the mysterious J.” Blue’s eyes narrowed on me. “River… is this the same J who bought you this place?”

When Ron noticed that Blue was about to pass out, he immediately let go of his hand and grinned profusely, but the smirk on his lips immediately disappeared when Blue used his other hand and punched Ron in the face and this time Blue successfully punch Ron and I can tell that it was hard hit because Ron stumble back and his nose was bleeding. "Fuck! You deserve that punch, you fucker. Come on, come to me and I will fucking punch you in the face until you run out of breath." Blue said and position himself as if he's a boxer and ready to fight Ron. I can tell that he was celebrating inside his mind because he successfully punches Ron.

I’m not sure if that was worth it, but it sure felt good to punch Blue after everything he has done. “Alright, you have a strong punch. Why don’t you do it again?” Blue offers, still standing in his stance, waiting for me. Again, I go straight for it, however, instead of my punch landing, Blue suddenly grabs my hand and pushes against my momentum, forcing me back. Shocked, I stumble a few steps back and my legs fall out from under me.

His skull bounced off the stone, and he spat out a surprised, "Shit, man, what the fuck? "The fuck is you a fucking fuckwad." I took the lapels of his shirt in one hand and hit him with the other in his right eye. I punched through without hesitation, straight into his nose, and heard a slight but unmistakable crack. He was going to have to get that reset. Pete never got to do that when Tucker had broken away from Staindrop, so I took it upon myself as a favor. I also wanted to make a point that there was to be no more blue marks or finger prints on Klaus.

His stomach churned, a fresh ache ringing through his ears, but Colton pushed through, slipping forward and jabbing his fist into the big man’s mouth before surprising him with a swift punch to the gut. From over Navy Blue’s shoulder, Colton could see the small movement of Kate’s legs, a renewed hope filling within him. Navy Blue used the distraction to kick out Colton’s ankle from beneath him, causing him to falter to the floor. The man lumbered over him, an accomplished smirk breaking out on his bloodied lips, “You made it far too easy, you boor.”

Then he gradually stared at me, smirking viscously. "Very well, Moore. If that's what you want. Blue Moon Kingdom is...MINE!" he threw an unexpected punch at my face which I dodged by stepping aside followed by my uppercut launch on his side, I heard some crack from his ribs as he was pushed probably three meters away. My wolf purred in pride. I was just warming up.

The grappler flew in the air and was fortunately caught by the big guy. A fast punch came at Wilson from his left. Wilson saw it coming but the punch was too fast to be dodged. It was literally a blur that hit Wilson. Wilson staggered backwards three steps and swung at the blur, hoping to catch him. Or her. The blur ducked under Wilson’s fist and hit his abdomen, chest and finished with an uppercut, pushing Wilson back another couple steps.

Simone hums through me in agreement. Ever since Zachary was born, Punch has been pretty dormant. Meaning he hasn’t had to kill anyone. Though the Flyers don’t have the same kinds of problems they used to. Now he gets out his aggression in the ring, fighting either his brothers or training the pups. But he also fucks his frustrations out. It’s so … yummy. It’s the dangerous Punch I fell in love with but the tenderness of a grown Travis who is a father and mate. I trust him completely with my heart and my body.