Thanos Thong Novels & Stories

“In my place, the guard forces in the Underground City have been trained by me for many years, and there are about one hundred of them. I implement a bottom-out system every month, and all people who stay are elites. “There will be no problem for any of them to fight ten people alone. “I have maintained this group of elites for so many years, and it’s time for them to work for me. I’ve been using a large amount of money to support them, and my aim is to use them to get rid of the obstacles for me one day.” Alden breathed out some smoke. “These one hundred people were prepared to complete my ultimate plan. Thomas, you’re considered dignified when you can die on these people.” Each of these pe

The door behing him slightly swinging still from Zeus's momentum. Thanion pulled himself from the woman's mouth and turned toward the annoying voice he immediatey recognized; his shirt hung open, revealing a sculpted chest that glistened faintly with the sheen of sweat, as though he’d been in the middle of some heated exchange. His hair, raven-black with a hint of silver streaks at the temples, fell in loose, slightly tangled waves around his sharp, angular face. He was the embodiment of power and poise, save for the sharp glare he directed at his unwelcome guest.

The sleeves of my shirt split at the seams on my shoulders due to my well-defined muscles. I quickly retreat, forcefully pulling Thane along as I swiftly pull my head back, delivering a powerful headbutt to his nose. He cries out in pain, his vision clouded by a torrent of tears, and I quickly bend down, lifting his arm over my shoulder and hoisting him up from the ground, securing his body around my neck. Heaving, I glance up just in time to spot his twin, Thake, sprinting out of the communications deck and heading straight in my direction. Releasing a fierce roar, I exert every ounce of my power to hoist Thanes' hefty body above my head.