The Hitting Zone Novels & Stories

He accelerated across the zone, building terrifying momentum, and launched his entire body weight directly into Horace. The impact was deafening. Horace took the full force of the hit, lost his footing completely, and literally flew through the air. He slammed down violently onto his back, his heavy helmet bouncing hard against the ice. My heart stopped dead in my chest. "Horace!" I lunged forward, my fingers clawing at the partition as if I could shatter it. The entire arena went completely silent. His teammates immediately leaped over the boards, skates scraping wildly against the ice as they rushed to surround his fallen body, sticks raised and ready to start a riot.

As Hail flicked his finger, Z was fast enough to raise her hand in the air, minuscule diamond coating her skin. A ball of fire plummeted in her direction, but Z blocked it with her hands. The diamonds were sizzling at the impact of the collision; however, it was imperfect, so it was easy for Z to deflect it. He might have been ready to attack her, but he’s not prepared to kill her.

Your team will win if every player of the opposing team is out "dead." Rules: 1. All players should played the game inside the court. 2. The game will start when the referee says, "Go" and "Dodge." 3. No one should leave the court when the game has started. Unless there's an injury. 4. The game must only contain 1 ball, and the ball should leave the hitters hand before 5 seconds have passed. 5. The hit will only count below the neck. Hitting the head, especially the face was against the rules. If it's intentional, the player will be out, if it's just accident the player will still be safe. The Referee will judge the circumstances.

He takes it the way I want him to as he takes that last small step that brings him within an inch of me, as he whispers, "This is going to be so good..." I then whisper back "It sure is..." I then bring up my knee, hitting him as hard as I can in the balls. The best place to hit a male, guy, or even a beast, as it is one of the most sensitive places for them. I guess that surprised the one holding me as he loosens his grip on me, allowing me to slip from his arms and as I make it to the ground in a crouch, I turn sweeping his legs out from underneath him, making him fall hard onto his back. I then get back to my feet as the others, including the 2 that were holding Zaire, surround me. Just t

Rachel hesitated before nodding, though I could see the doubt in her eyes. The sound of something crashing in the distance broke the silence. “What was that?” I asked, standing abruptly. Rachel looked toward the door with a trouble expression. “It sounded like it came from the training grounds.” I didn’t need to guess who was responsible. When I stepped outside, I found Zone in the middle of the courtyard with his fists clenched and his chest heaving as he stared down at the shattered remains of a training dummy. His wolf was just beneath the surface and his eyes glowed with barely-contained rage.

The crowd roared and | mentally cheered out. Jazzy swung at Penelope's legs and she stumbled but quickly regained. It was a minute and a half into the first round, and so far, Penelope was doing really good. She swung and uppercut at her opponent and Jazzy's head flew back. She turned around but not before Penelope jabbed her over and over while Jazzy desperately tried to block but failed miserably. The crowd was loudly cheering now, and | was standing up, calling out moves for Penelope that | knew she couldn't hear. But

"Swoosh!" "Bang!" The Hurricane Thunder Blade was as fast as lightning and hit light beam of the opponent's axe shadow. It was not just that. Relying on Zephyr Khan's keen perception, this attack happened to hit the weakest part of the battle-axe. When the two collided, a shocking air blast spread out in all directions. Smoke, dust, lightning, hurricane... all sorts of energy flickered and collided within this space, as though doomsday was coming.

The anger in her heart immediately reached its peak. She broke free from Jack's hand and walked up to Hazel, swinging her hand forcefully. "Hazel, you jinx!" Her action of hitting someone was fast and urgent, so fast that Hazel, who was completely unprepared, was stunned and unable to move. She could only stare blankly as Anita's hand fell on her face, waiting for the force and pain of the slap...

He said while nodding and moving both of his brows in an up and down manner, meaning that he's coaxing me to believe what he's saying so I looked at him intently. My heart started beating so fast just by hearing Maze's name. But then again, I tried to calm myself before giving Mike a hard blow on the head. "OUCH!" He whined before giving me an incredulous look. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" He shouted while massaging the part that hit.

I put on a big smile and wave to the crowd. Something shifts above. My gaze flicks upwards and I see a lighting board about to fall but I don't stop walking because stopping means panicking which ultimately gets people killed. I calculate distance. Impact. Angle. Timing. Three seconds. I could move. Of course I could. But the people near the stage? They won't be fast enough. So I shift slightly. Ready to catch it. Ready to take the hit. A force slams into me from the side. I'm off balance for exactly half a second before I correct, my body twisting mid-fall but I don't hit the ground because something, someone...