Thanos They Called Me A Madman Novels & Stories

-TITANIA- "Leave now!" with jaw clenched, Thanus grunted as his burning anger orifices settled on me. My chest heaved up and down as I huffed and mumbled, "W-what?" The stupid jerk. Is he serious about believing that wench? "She's the one who tried to kill me. That woman is fucking crazy!" with frustration in my voice, I fended myself. Goddess. Is he blind to see that I am also bleeding? He's being unjust to side with that liar!

Before the man could finish what he wanted to say, Zandrei stepped forward and drove his knee into the man’s ribs. The crack echoed and the man screamed in pain. “I said,” Zandrei corrected softly, crouching in front of him, voice almost gentle, “that betrayal is expensive.” He leaned closer. “And you,” he added quietly, “are very, very expensive.” The man sobbed openly now begging. “They threatened my wife! My son! I had no choice!” Zandrei watched him for a long moment. Then he sighed. “You know what bothers me?” he asked.

Thanos says and nods towards the door. 'Please moon goddess, Hecate, the Dragon Lord, whoever hears my plead please be with me.' "Hahaha." Aphrodite and Thanos laugh. "Did I say that out loud again?" I ask completely mortified. Both nod their heads yes and I just want to mentally face palm myself. For the love of the moon let this not be a disaster.

What was in my head at that moment was trying to figure out how to stop him from becoming a monster that Alpha Hyperion said he would become. “Tyla, I ask a fucking question!! Talk to me!!!" Thane yelled as I flinched. My eyes grew wide open as I knew it had already started to happen.

(Our family will not be disrespected in this way. “Mamá, óloi gnorízoume óti o ántras pou to schedíase aftó tha mas zitísei na dialéxoume metaxý tous” Thanos said. (Mom we all know that the man who plotted this will ask us to choose between one of them) "Gi' aftó eípa óti tha pároume píso aftó to paidí. Fysiká kai tha epiléxoume to aíma. Akómi kai paránomo prépei na ton sósoume.”

Thanos stared at the man with contempt and scoffed. “You’re so bold to stand in front of me alone, but your courage will only get you one thing in return, and that is death!” In the blink of an eye, Thanos went up to Capricorn. He moved and threw his punch. He was strangely ruthless and extremely speedy. If ordinary individuals had been attacked with this punch, they would have died without a doubt. Thanos was still very confident about his capability.

He glared at me “don’t be so cocky” “Well, I am just returning the Favour” “You are trying to act tough when you know there is no one to save you if I decide to save you” I took the knife which was beside the little cake I had ordered. I placed the knife in front of him, before bringing out my hand “you can give it a try” He did not like my response “I would have ended your life if not because Thanos had warned me against it” “Hmmm, it seems you are still Thanos's lap dog”

Ruckus laughter assails my ears. I'm not able to hear the other person's reply because they round the corner and their voices fade. I stand there, feeling cold dread snake up my spine. I've heard a few things about the mafias in LA. Brutal humans with no feelings whatsoever. If Ash Thunder is one - Suddenly, an image of him rears up in my head and I laugh awkwardly. Yeah, that man may be all shades of lewd, but being a gangster is definitely not one one of them. I make my way to my office but someone's already there.

"Elara, take it back... wake up and tell me yourself!" "I'll give you the company... I'll give you my life... just don't leave me..." However, the only response he got was the piercing, prolonged drone of the machine. *Beeeeeeep—* On the screen, the faintly undulating brainwave flattened instantly into a bone-chilling straight line. My hand dropped limply to my side. Silence. In that moment, the whole world went quiet. Save for Kael. The untouchable billionaire who held the lifeline of global technology in his hands.

' I thought to myself and frowned, making a mental note to make sure I gave him my mouthwash. “Mr. Pat, I'm not here to play games with you. Where is my money?” I heard the red-eyed man ask and man! His voice was worth swooning over. His physique was great, handsomeness beyond human's comprehension, and I was certain that beneath those clothes were fine abs! I snapped out of my Dreamland when I heard the conversation ongoing between him and my father.