Trunks Fights Cell Novels & Stories

A low groan escaped him, cold sweat rolling down his forehead. However, Trent didn't retreat. Gritting through the agony, he raised his leg and drove a brutal kick into the killer's stomach. The killer staggered, surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect the pretty face to fight back at all. He ignored Wilson, who was sprawling on the floor, and fixed his sights completely on Trent. They clashed in the cramped living room. Tables, chairs, vases, the TV remote, everything was smashed aside in their fight. Everything crashed during their intense battle. The sounds of glass and furniture breaking mingled with heavy panting and body blows, weaving music of chaos and blood.

, he added and Lucy cheeks turned red almost immediately, she wasn't sure if she did that but was happy to hear Travis praise her. Unknown to Travis, Jason who was on the floor was already behind him, he strike him with his claws, and threw him making him crash against one of the trees. "Fuck!", Travis groaned holding his ribs which was hurting "Travis", Lucy screamed and ran to him "Are you okay?", she asked "Yes I am", Travis said and stoop up, still holding on to his ribs, he leaped and Jason laughed "How will you fight me with that?", Jason asked "My dad will always say Travis, don't ever give up in a fight, only then can you win", Travis said and smiled, "Even if I have to fight with my

"Pointless? That's rich coming from you. If you would have just agreed to our contract conditions, everything could have been fine." "Your conditions were unreasonable! You should have known negotiations were going to fail." That was probably when Jakob realized that I wasn't going to agree on no matter what and so his hands went to his waist which was my sign to be ready. "Jordan, Kobe, Marcel, we're going with our second formation." he then says which makes the three of them step forward. This gang had seven members since only four were here I knew I had to look out for the other three as well. I took out a gun and got into position to fight when suddenly,

"I just got off the phone with Alderson. Tristan was hurt in the cell where they had kept him. He is being rushed to the hospital right away!" "What!" I almost shouted. I shifted in my chair and nearly fell to the floor, but luckily, I didn’t. Sasha rushed toward me immediately. "Careful! We can't have you getting hurt while Leon is on that bed. He wouldn't like that," she reminded me, placing a hand on my shoulder to hold me in place. "What did you say happened to Tristan?" Sasha continued. "He was arrested at the festival yesterday and placed in a high-security cell. How the hell did he get attacked? It's suspicious..."

I can’t hold on anymore, I’m slipping, he is out of control. Lamia’s face flashes before my eyes, her green eyes bright like a creature from heaven, godly and ethereal. “Lamia!” I heard my strained voice call for her. I black out and Ruda takes over, just as I see a large brown wolf blocking the attack on the little girl and we engage in battle. When my eyes do open, I find myself locked in a cell, with silver chains around my wrists. They rattle when I lift my hands to rub my temples. A pounding drum beating from my head, I sat up to find Travis sitting on the other side of the cell door.

Maybe he wants to maim me somehow, or brand me? I don’t know what to expect and it’s driving me to distress. At the end of an hour, my cell door unlocks once more. Looking up, I see Tristan entering. He’s holding some kind of burlap sack, folded neatly under his arm.

Trisha couldn't stop from laughing and it helped us both to overcome the loneliness inside our cell. “You're right, Girl. This is the enemies' fault. I swear if we come out of this f*cking cell, we will rip their heads away from their bodies, I promised!” I just shake my head at Trisha's response. Fortunately, I was able to talk to my wolf. I wasn't alone at all. “Do you think we can still get out of here?” I inquired, roaming around to see a light. It took her a minute before she responded to me.

It's like Uno flipped and flew right into Rico after hearing his lewd suggestion. "Uno!" I gasp as I watch him punch Rico's face. Rico's face began to bleed but his smiles were still there and it trigger Uno more. The class is panicking om choosing who will stop the fight. "How about me as a top , huh? You like that?" Uno gripped Rico's bowtie and mercilessly throws punch at him while he is sitting on top of Rico. I stand up and tried to stop him from charging against Rico but at this moment he is unstoppable.

I went into Tristan’s holding cell, gasping as I smelt the burning of his skin and the silver that was on his wrists, feet and neck. Overkill seeing as he was in a silver-barred holding cell. I growled low in annoyance and left the room, going to the control room for a set of keys before going back into the cell with Tristan. I unlocked the cell and went to him, unlocking the cuffs from his wrists then his ankles, his eyes fluttering open as I unlocked the cuff around his neck. He bolted upright with a snarl but as he reached for me he came to his senses and flopped back with an exhausted groan.

" Grab him." The bully gang pounced on Triston and dragged him towards the storeroom in the basement. Triston cried in pain when he was roughly shoved towards the wall. 'Fight back,' Evelyn's words were continuously running in his mind, and he recalled all the moves he had been taught for the last few months. With great effort, Triston managed to land a punch at the guy standing nearest to him. This, in turn, angered the bullies even more. "How dare you hit back?" Fred roared and pounded Triston on his stomach and signaled at his lackeys, who then rained punches and kicks on Triston one after another.