Tiger Man Novels & Stories

“You don’t. You are the most even-tempered male I know, and you keep your sense of humor. You only show this side to our enemies when you need to remind them we are not to be messed with. Do you want to fight?” Surprise flickered through Justice. “What?” Tiger dropped his arms, gripped the arms of the chair and leaned forward. “Fight. Do you need to get out some aggression? It feels good and you haven’t done it in a while.” He rose to his feet. “Let’s go.” Justice hesitated. “Now,” Tiger growled. “Take off the mask and remember who you really are.” He stood slowly and stepped around his desk. Tiger yanked open the door and

I think it’s more than that I see the way he looks at her, she looked at him the same way. I was scared. Did she know who he really was? If she did, was she scared? Cause I sure as hell was. I was spending more and more time with Orlando than I planned to. Ty wasn’t too keen on this idea but chose to keep his mouth shut after all he worked for the Green’s. Why did he ever tell me this? Was it a thing to keep silent when you were working for a well-known mafia gang? Ty was well paid for his job at the gym where he trained in the under-twenty boxing division. They were quite competitive.

A lion that roars loudly, making anyone who hears its sound frightened or a gorilla that beats its chest to show its power. "I didn't have time to figure out what love is. For me, the satisfaction I get from a woman's body is more than enough. You don't have to do it with someone you love." He said. He smiled cynically, it was clear that he did not need advice and advice from other people, especially from a woman. Sophia bit her lips, the kind-hearted Aiden, the smart Aiden and the hardworking Aiden were no more. Now sitting with his feet up on the table right in front of him is only a man with the same name, but a different soul.

"I regret the decision to set you up with that woman. I shouldn't have let another woman have you. But for everything else, my conscience is clear. I don't regret anything! "Honey, you have to believe me. You're the only man I have! Once I got together with you, I never looked at another man! You are my only love, my only man, whether that's in the past, present, or the future…" "If you don't regret it, then fine." Joseph was starting to think there was no use crying over spilled milk. Having already fallen into the tattooed woman's honey trap, he no longer saw himself as untainted.

Kent growled, and his breath moved my loose blonde hair. “Change back. Change back now!” I demanded. He was scary. Probably more than the wolf that attacked me. Thankfully, the fur dissipated back into skin and his wolfish features turned back to manly ones, as two of his four arms turned back into arms and he was standing upright again. Naked.

However, thirty kilometers was nothing to a level nine fighter, especially Richie. He practiced the Stealth Tiger, a special technique passed down through generations in Novena. Anyone who mastered it would eventually become a level nine fighter, and Richie was the most adept practitioner of the Stealth Tiger since its inception. With a resounding roar, the entire jungle trembled. Within the dense foliage, Richie had transformed into a giant tiger through the Stealth Tiger technique. His aura resembled that of a tiger, with yellow-black stripes, making it difficult at first glance to distinguish whether he was human or tiger.

Such a perfect prey whom I had waited for so long, and it was gone before I had yet to relish the thrill of the catch. This wouldn't do… Fortunately, he showed up again on the fourth day, but this time, he stood before me in broad daylight. He wasn't wearing his cap or face mask, and his sunken, pale cheeks belonged to Zac Lopez, my superior. He was crouched beside a flower patio in the apartment compound, his attractive hands holding a stray cat beaten half to death. As I passed by, he promptly put up a look of delight. "Sonia Carter! I didn't know you lived here. Can you do me a favor? This little creature is hurt, and I can't walk well. Can you help take it to the vet?"

Tiger's body lay on a metal table in the center of the room. We've kept him since we captured his son. Long enough for the message to sink in: I owned the Vipers, even in death. Tiger looked smaller than I remembered. Death did that to men, stripped away whatever presence they’d carried in life. His skin was grey-blue, lips pulled back in a permanent grimace. The bullet holes were still visible in his chest…three of them. My work. I walked closer, with my hands in my pockets, and looked down at the face of the man who’d once been the most powerful MC president in Southern California.

Titan was ruled by the great, cruel, intelligent, dangerous personality, Ravan. Two humans present in craft worried about the human who was their travel companion in space voyage. They lost the companion in the space while they were busy repairing the space laboratory. Both settled on the driving seats of craft. ‘My younger brother, what’s your proposal for our next move?’ one of them asked the other one. ‘Brother! Ram! Accept my apology that I don’t obey your order….’ Tears rolled out from his younger brother’s eyes. ‘Lakshman! Don’t worry, and we will find the Sita, our companion.’ Ram placed his right hand on Lakshman’s left shoulder.

"Boss! Tiger turned around without letting go of the man who was pinned under him when he heard a voice coming from behind him. Pipe threw her sword at him, and Tiger caught it right away. Without waiting, he slid it right into the guy's throat, and he let out a piercing scream of agony before there was silence. He had been killed. . As soon as Tiger saw that it wasn't Sparrow behind the mask, his fury grew to the point where he pushed the man over and severed his head.